Chapter 72

ime, won't stop until late at night and often forgets to eat.The old man heard people online joking that nine out of ten CEOs have stomach problems. He didn't want his grandson to develop the same iss...Fu Yan walked too quickly, her heart couldn't keep up, and her blood supply was insufficient. Her vision darkened for a moment, and she almost fainted.

A strong, powerful hand gripped her arm. A deep, mellow voice said, "Be careful."

For a moment, she thought it was Huo Mingzheng. Her vision blurred, her head throbbing as if it would explode. As her sight gradually came back into focus, she realized who stood before her.

"Mr. Fu"

Fu Hánlín let go of her, his gaze swept over her face streaked with tears, without breaking through it. He turned sideways and pressed the elevator button, "Do you need any help"

Fu Yan felt awkward and embarrassed. She wiped her tears and followed into the elevator, "I'm fine."

"Is Mr. Fu feeling unwell"

Fu Hánlín explained, "A family member is sick."

Fu Yan nodded, leaning against the elevator wall. The cool touch brought her a brief moment of comfort, but she felt dizzy and was about to lose her balance.

The elevator arrived, and she struggled to open her eyes. As a result, Fu Hánlín grabbed her arm and pulled her out. "Fever"

Fu Yanqiang couldn't hold on any longer, he let out a muffled grunt.

Fu Hanlin glanced at her, said nothing, and after asking the nurse, took her to find the doctor.

She had a fever of 39.3 degrees. The nurse immediately gave her antipyretic medication and then drew a blood sample for a routine blood test. The results came back quickly, indicating a bacterial infection.

The doctor prescribed medicine, and her fever went down a bit. She was sweating profusely.

Suddenly, a handkerchief was handed to her.

A faint scent of magnolia wafted through the air.

Fu Yan looked over in confusion, the handkerchief had been passed to her by Fu Hanlin.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu."

As a personal item like a handkerchief, Fu Yan dared not accept it. Her gaze swept across the doctor's desk where there was a pack of tissue paper. She took two sheets to wipe her sweat.

Fu Hanlin's face did not show any change. He put the handkerchief back into his pocket.

The private hospital service is attentive, the nurse brings back the medicine and instructs Fu Yan how to take it.

As he walked out of the hospital, Fu Hanlin glanced at her. Her fever had broken, leaving her face pale after being washed by sweat. Her small face was almost translucently white, looking very fragile.

He took out his car keys, "Have you come to drive"

Fu Yan shook her head, wanting to say that she could just take a taxi. Fu Hanlin took the lead in stepping off the stairs, "Get in my car."

When he spoke, his tone was conciliatory, as if inviting discussion. Yet, inexplicably, there was an air of finality about him that made it impossible to disagree, let alone refuse.

Are all superiors like this

He is also.

Thinking of Huo Mingzheng, a sour feeling surged in her heart. She furrowed her brows and pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth, forcing down the bitterness.

She followed closely behind Fu Hanlin, who went around the front of the car and opened the driver's side door. She stood beside the car, at a loss for what to do.

There are rumors that Fu Hanlin might be gay, she is unsure if he has a partner currently.

If he has a girlfriend or, as rumored, a boyfriend, it wouldn't be appropriate for her to sit in the passenger seat.

After getting into the backseat of the car, she remembered how Huo Mingzheng had said she treated him like a driver when they first met, which was rather disrespectful.

Thinking of Huo Mingzheng, her heart skipped a beat and her eyes welled up.

Seeing this scene, Fu Hanlin thought she was uncomfortable and said, "Get in the car. I'm single."

The car hadn't reached the foot of the mountain before she fell asleep.

She wouldn't actually fall asleep on a stranger's car, especially since she wasn't familiar with Fu Hanlin. They had only spoken a few times. But she had taken medicine that made her drowsy. She had originally wanted to hold on until she got home, but she couldn't resist falling asleep. reached to protect her skirt, and in doing so, lost her chance to break free.Huo Mingzheng lightly moved her ankle, and she immediately winced in pain, her face paling and beads of sweat forming on h...