The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing tightly wrapped Ye Yuchen's waist.

She pressed her cheek to his firm lower abdomen and gently rubbed it twice, "Don't call Wen Yuzhe over, don't..."

"I just want you to accompany me."

The girl’s eyes were red and her nose was sour, "I just caught a cold. You stay with me... stay with me."

Mu Wanqing didn't even know how long she could live.

Maybe, time is running out, it's so pressing that she doesn't want to stick to him every second.

She was afraid... for fear that she would leave completely someday.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Ye Yuchen hugged her, bent over and gently supported her back, as if coaxing a child.

Mu Wanqing bit her lower lip tightly, and she turned her black eyes upwards, holding back the tears that filled her eyes.

"Yeah." Her voice trembled and she responded softly.

Ye Yuchen patiently coaxed her, until Mu Wanqing calmed down, then tucked her back into the bed.

He tore off his tie and put his suit jacket aside, exposing a large sturdy chest, lying beside the girl.

Mu Wanqing immediately posted it, and she buried her small head in his arms, forming a ball, clumped together.

"Qingqin, this is not like you."

A girl who is usually eccentric, cunning and lively, today seems to have changed her temperament. A fever made her so fragile and clingy.

Ye Yuchen frowned and looked down at her.

"Sick girls... are all hypocritical." Mu Wanqing muttered softly, seeming to realize that he was ashamed.

Ye Yuchen chuckled helplessly, but his eyes were deep.

He was even more certain that this woman was hiding something from him, and this matter was so serious that she could not speak at all.

"Go to sleep, I won't go."

Ye Yuchen kissed Mu Wanqing's forehead softly, and her slightly cool lips touched her delicate skin for a moment with tenderness.

Mu Wanqing nodded obediently, she found a comfortable position and rubbed it twice before gradually falling asleep.

"Qingqin, what are you hiding from me..."

Ye Yuchen rubbed her cheeks, her eyes secretly secretive.

It was not until Mu Wanqing was asleep that he got out of bed very carefully, brought a huge bear doll to her side, and then called Wen Yuzhe.

"Come to the Rose Garden as soon as possible."

Although Wen Yuzhe was extremely reluctant to absent from work, he knew that Ye Yuchen would usually not ask him for help if he was in no hurry.

Moreover, the sky-high remuneration given by the emperor was even higher than the annual salary given by Ancheng Hospital.

"What?" Wen Yuzhe shook the hem of his white coat twice slowly, "Mu Wanqing is sick?"

"Yeah." Ye Yuchen nodded.

Thinking of her abnormality, he frowned, "She has a fever, but things can't be that simple."

Wen Yuzhe raised his eyebrows lightly.

Regarding this, he had long suspected it, but it was inappropriate to raise it with Ye Yuchen... After all, she just mentioned that she had to check her body last time, and she ran away.

Now that I am sick, how can I just have a fever?

"Don't worry, I'll go in and take a look." Wen Yuzhe patted Ye Yuchen on the shoulder, then walked into the bedroom.

Mu Wanqing's body temperature was gradually rising, her cheeks were not extremely red, but pale in pink.

In her sleep, her breathing was extremely difficult, and she could not breathe at any time. She seemed to have a nightmare, but it seemed more than that, "No...don't...don't..."

Wen Yuzhe frowned without a trace.

He looked at Mu Wanqing's appearance and hung up his stethoscope.