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Chapter 237

"She," David looked upstairs, "she is upstairs, but..."

Shen Yiran's expression immediately became nervous, "But what?"

"She's not feeling very well today. I'm about to call the doctor..."

"Take me upstairs to have a look."

"good."

The two of them went upstairs together. When they appeared at the door, Zhao Yi cast his eyes over. When he saw Shen Yiran, he slowly came to the door and said, "Doctor Shen, long time no see."

"Long time no see." After Shen Yiran shook hands with Zhao Yi, his eyes were fixed on the person on the bed.

Zhao Yi immediately turned sideways and asked Shen Yiran to enter the room, "Our young lady has been having a high fever. She must have caught a cold."

"let me see."

When she came to the bed, Shen Yiran looked at Mo Wenchu, who was in a daze due to fever. Her eyes darkened slightly. After checking her, she frowned and said, "I'm going out and I'll be back soon."

Shen Yiran hurried out and came back with various medicines in his hands.

Taking the water glass from Zhao Yi's hand, Shen Yiran helped the sick man up on the bed.

Mo Wenchu ​​seemed to have lost consciousness and managed to swallow a few pills with Shen Yiran's help.

"The fever should be gone in an hour." He slowly put Mo Wenchu ​​down, and when he was about to get up, Shen Yiran's eyes fell on the scar on her shoulder.

The shocking and ugly scar pierced Shen Yiran's eyes. He frowned and asked, "What's the injury on your young lady's shoulder?"

Zhao Yi stood aside, "The scars left by the car accident two years ago, our lady said that she wanted to leave these scars to remind her of the suffering she had experienced before, so she did not go for scar removal surgery."

Hearing Zhao Yi's answer, Shen Yiran sighed deeply, packed up the medicine box and came to Zhao Yi, "Go downstairs and tell me what Wenchu ​​has experienced in the past two years. What. "

Zhao Yi looked at Mo Wenchu ​​on the bed with some worry.

"It's okay, she will almost wake up after we finish talking."

"good."

The three of them went downstairs together. In Nuo Da's living room, Zhao Yi slowly told Shen Yiran what Mo Wenchu ​​had experienced in the past two years.

During this process, Shen Yiran kept squeezing the cup in his hand, and his big palms with clear joints were constantly exerting force.

"The reason why our young lady is so ill is because of Gu Jue..."

Before Zhao Yi finished speaking, the sound of the door being pushed open suddenly came from upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, a haggard-looking Mo Wenchu ​​appeared at the top of the stairs.

David stood up quickly, "Are you feeling better?"

Taking David's hand, Mo Wenchu ​​rubbed her eyes, yawned and said, "Much better."

But just after going down two steps, her eyes suddenly noticed the person standing downstairs.

Her breath stagnated, and Mo Wenchu ​​tightened her grip on David's hand unconsciously.

"Wenchu, do you still remember me?"

Shen Yiran raised a bright smile, looked up at Mo Wenchu ​​and said.

After Mo Wenchu ​​was stunned for half a second, she also responded with a bright smile, "I have seen your photo."

Holding David's hand and going downstairs, Mo Wenchu ​​stood in front of Shen Yiran, "Zhao Yi told me that we had a good relationship two years ago and you helped me a lot. I originally wanted to come back from Beicheng this time. I went to the hospital to see you after that, but I didn’t expect you to fall ill..."

Mo Wenchu ​​had a natural affection and trust for Shen Yiran. Among all the people, the only one she would not doubt was Shen Yiran.

Similarly, when she thought of what she had concealed from Shen Yiran, Mo Wenchu ​​felt filled with guilt.

"I came to see you and it's the same. Your cold is not serious. Take your medicine on time and pay attention to rest. You will be cured within five days."

"You were the one who gave me something I wanted just now, right?"

When she came to sit down on the sofa, Mo Wenchu ​​suddenly remembered some vague memories and looked at Shen Yiran and asked.

"Yes, it's me."

"Thanks."

"Wenchu, we are friends. Even if we are separated by two years, we should not be separated like this."

Mo Wenchu ​​nodded slowly, "Thank you for thinking so."

"Have you met Gu Jue?"

Hearing Gu Jue's name, Mo Wenchu ​​froze and nodded unnaturally, "Well, I just met him a few days ago."

Noticing Mo Wenchu's low mood, Shen Yiran continued to ask tentatively, "He didn't hurt you, right?"

Mo Wenchu ​​nodded slowly, "Yeah."

"I just heard Zhao Yi say that you caught a cold this time because of Gu Jue. Can I ask what happened in the middle?"

Mo Wenchu ​​curled her lips unnaturally, "Actually, it's nothing. After we met at the hotel that day, he took me to the beach. We didn't have a very pleasant chat, so he kicked him out of the car, and the rain happened to increase. , I got caught in the rain, but he came back to pick me up later..."

"This Gu Jue is really nonsense!" Shen Yiran interrupted Mo Wenchu ​​angrily, looked at his sick look, sighed and said, "I will definitely say this for you one day."

"No," Mo Wenchu ​​waved her hand and refused, "After I understand the whole story, I actually understand the reason for his anger."

"Wenchu, you are still the same, generous and kind."

"..." Mo Wenchu ​​tried hard to tighten her mouth. This was the first time since she came to this world that someone used words like kindness and kindness to describe herself.

"Doctor Shen, please stay for dinner tonight. I also want to hear you talk about the past."

"It's a pity that there is still an operation to prepare for at the hospital, Wenchu, how about another day?"

Mo Wenchu ​​nodded obediently, "Okay, the surgery is important, so I won't keep you here. I'll get better in a few days and go to the hospital to find you."

"Then we have an agreement."

"It's a deal."

Shen Yiran did not stay here too long and left the villa after chatting with Mo Wenchu ​​for a while.

Driving along the long coastline into the city, Shen Yiran's car finally stopped at the entrance of the Gu's headquarters building.

Entering the special elevator skillfully, Shen Yiran entered the top floor.

Pushing open the door of the CEO's office, Shen Yiran directly ignored Gu Jue and sat down on the black leather sofa in the room.

Gu Jue looked at his sulky look, raised his eyebrows, and came to the sofa with tea.

"How about it?"

After taking the water cup forcefully, Gu Jue did not put the cup to his mouth, but placed it heavily on the table, spilling the tea inside.

"How's it going? She's almost tortured to death by you, and you still doubt her!"
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