"Mr. Yan, sorry, the clues were cut off when we followed the UK."

"Have Lin Nuan found it?"

"not yet."

"What did Tang Di say?"

"Captain Tang said it will take time."

Yan Shu pinched his eyebrows, felt helpless, and waved to Lin Fox, "Contact me if you have news. I won't go to the company in the past few days, and there are emergency documents sent to my email."

Assistant Lin respectfully said, "Yes, Mr. Yan."

Assistant Lin left after the report. Yan Shu sat alone in the room while the moonlight, with a cold look on his face and closed his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Three days have passed, and Lin Nuan still can't find it, so he is inevitably a little anxious. Yan Ping can't contact him, and Liu Qing is the same. The two people Yan Shu sent to Lin Nuan and Lin Nuan disappeared, and even no shadow was left.

In the winter, the moonlight finally came into the willow branches one night. The bare branches outside the ward could not block the bright moonlight. It seemed that the hospital door was not very calm late at night. Waves of people kept pouring in, and the sound in the corridor was loud and light. Maybe there was an accident on another section of the road, and the injured were sent to the hospital for rescue.

Yan Shu couldn't sleep, and was afraid of going in to disturb Bian Lingxi, so he simply nestled on the sofa outside for a while. The man's deep eyes were like sharp owls, just devouring people's hearts in the dark...

...

"No~"

"No~"

"Sorry~"

"Let me go~"

...

She saw a pair of hands stretching out her hands in the dark night and took out a child from her belly that had not yet been formed. Under the black cloak was a white and transparent face, with a bloody mouth, trying to eat her child...

Bian Lingxi was suddenly awakened.

I woke up again after sleeping. I couldn’t rest all night long. I finally fell asleep and woke up because of a nightmare.

She forced herself to fall asleep again, but she woke up again less than half an hour. The interval between each time became shorter and shorter, and as soon as she slept and woke up, the sky gradually turned white.

Yan Shu never came in overnight.

It was almost eight o'clock after she got up in the morning and brushed her teeth. She had not seen Yan Shu yet, so she was worried. She didn't care about the needle that had just been stuck in her hand. While the nurse was leaving, she walked to the outside room alone with the needle bottle.

Yan Shu didn't sleep until he was nearly six o'clock. A man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall was nestled on the sofa less than 1.7 meters tall, without even a small blanket, and without wearing socks. The air conditioner in the outer room was turned on, but the temperature was still a little low. Bian Lingxi felt a little cold even when she stood like this, not to mention that Mr. Yan had been sleeping here for a while.

She freed up a hand to touch the temperature on his forehead. As expected, it was a bit scary.

"Yan Shu, wake up, wake up." Bian Lingxi was very anxious.

"You have a fever, wake up quickly, I'll call the doctor in for you."

Bian Lingxi's voice was also filled with the hoarseness after getting up in the morning, and her body was weak and she had no strength. The breath she exhaled when she spoke was like a feather passing by the man's neck, which was very itchy.

Yan Shu was in a daze and his mind was not awake for a moment. He wanted to scratch the itchy part in his sleep, but he got a vacant place.

"Doctor Hu, please give me a look."

Dr. Hu is a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses. His hair is still very dense in his middle age and is meticulously combed, and he looks very strict.

The young nurse measured Yan Shu's body temperature and found that it had reached 300 degrees Celsius. Dr. Hu raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that he was within a controllable range.

"Don't worry, it's okay if you hang up the water."

Dr. Hu is the attending doctor for her and Yan Shu. His daughter likes Yan Shu and calls her husband with her photos of Yan Shu every day, so he still recognized the couple when they were admitted to the hospital.

But I didn't expect that this was the most disobedient patient he had ever received.

A mistake, a mistake!

Because Yan Shu had a fever, Bian Lingxi did the examination for the whole morning by herself. When Bian Lin carried the insulation bucket to the ward, Yan Shu was still asleep. The young nurse just took Bian Lingxi back to the ward after the examination.

"Ms. Bian, I'll go out first. If you have any questions, just ring the nurse's bell and call me." The young nurse looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in the ward, recognized it as Bian Lin, and left consciously.

"Please trouble you." Bian Lingxi said politely.

Bian Lingxi stood there and watched the young nurse leave the ward, and then slowly moved her distressed steps towards Bian Lin. Every step was difficult. The body that had just passed the childbirth was weak, and the poisonous gas from carbon monoxide poisoning hurt her lungs. Bian Lingxi now felt that she was breathing very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Bian Lin felt so distressed. The man who had always been gentle and elegant finally frowned, showing a hint of ruthlessness and decisiveness that he had not seen for many years.

"Slower."

Bian Lingxi couldn't hold on anymore, so she spread half of his body's strength on his father. He felt a warm feeling on his body, and Bian Lingxi was so missed it tightly.

"Drink some soup, Mom Yang specially stewed it for you." Lin said while talking, his hands didn't stop for a moment. After helping her to the sofa and sat down, he opened the insulation bucket and poured half a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to her.

"Thank you dad."

"What are you doing with your father? Drink quickly!" Bian Lin felt sorry for her for being injured. Whenever she saw her daughter's face turned pale due to discomfort, his heart as a father was thrusting.

Bian Lin carefully explained, "Rhino, you must have a good rest and take good care of your health as soon as possible."

"Dad, I know."

The chicken soup stewed by Yang Ma is very fresh. Before the pot is released, there will be a procedure to filter the oil twice. Therefore, this chicken soup is very suitable for people with bad appetite and want to eat some light flavors.

Bian Lingxi probably felt it was delicious, or maybe she was really hungry, so she drank two bowls in a row before putting down the bowl.

In addition to the chicken soup stewed by Yang Ma, Bian Lin also cooked some light side dishes for her. Bian Lingxi knew it was her father's wish, so she tasted some.

Bian Lin sat next to her and watched her eat. Even if his daughter was sick, she still retained the elegance and demeanor of a lady from a noble family. Every movement revealed a strong sense of saltiness.

Suddenly, a male voice came from behind the father and daughter, "Dad, you are here!"

"Mr. Yan, why are you getting up? You haven't finished hanging the water yet!" Bian Lingxi hurriedly ran over to help him hold the bottle, looking hurriedly as if he was not a patient.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Yan Shu pulled the corners of his dry lips and smiled warmly at her.

"Where is the fever subside?" Bian Lin directly interrupted the couple's flirting, neither cold nor indifferent.

"The fever has subsided, dad."

"That's good." Bian Lin pointed to the remaining food on the table, "Let's have something to eat to make your stomach."

"Thank you dad."

Bian Lin nodded, as if he recognized his apology. In an instant, Bian Lin turned directly to Bian Lingxi and whispered: "Xixi, go in and rest first, let's chat."
Chapter completed!