The Domineering Chief Dotes on His Wife

Chapter 502 This is a heart disease

After checking into the hotel, Lin Jiaran entered the room and sat on the sofa, half of her body lying on the sofa, her head resting on the sofa pillow. Her face was red and she looked listless.

Lu Jingshen then walked into the room and started looking for someone. He stood beside the sofa and touched Lin Jiaran's forehead with his hand. Then he frowned and quickly walked out. After a few minutes, he appeared again with a thermometer in his hand.

I had a fever last night and took some antipyretics in the morning. It worked for a few hours, but now my temperature is starting to rise again.

After taking her temperature and taking antipyretic medicine, Lu Jingshen held her and laid her on the bed. He gently sat beside the bed and touched her red cheeks with the back of his hand. "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat." She said in a weak voice.

He touched the soft hair and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" His voice was soft and warm, and his eyes revealed immense heartache.

"I'm sleepy……"

Lin Jiaran was lacking energy, and Lu Jingshen did not disturb her anymore. He patted her gently to coax her to sleep. Lin Jiaran soon fell asleep and could hear steady breathing sounds.

This time he came to Beijing to discuss an important cooperation. The content of the conversation was confidential and he was prohibited from bringing any electronic products. In order to prevent Lin Jiaran from not being able to find him when she woke up, Lu Jingshen left a note and turned his phone to silent mode. He placed the note and the phone next to the pillow so that Lin Jiaran could see them when she woke up. Zuo Xin and Zuo Yun were waiting outside the room.

Around dusk, Lu Jingshen returned to the hotel. The situation in the room was the same as when he left. The note and the cell phone were still there. Lin Jiaran on the bed was still sleeping soundly with steady breathing, and her red face had faded.

He had been busy discussing things the whole afternoon and was also worried that Mrs. Lu's condition was getting worse. Now seeing her sleeping peacefully and her body not very hot, his frown relaxed a little.

Lin Jiaran woke up slowly and found Lu Jingshen lying next to her, looking at her with soft light.

He opened his eyes slightly, then quickly closed them, shrank his head, and snuggled into the warm embrace.

He lowered his handsome face, leaned closer, and placed a light kiss on the small forehead, "I haven't eaten for a day, how about eating something before going to bed, huh?"

There was a table full of delicious food, but Lin Jiaran didn't eat much as she had no interest. Lu Jingshen didn't force her. She had been having a fever since last night, so it was considered a good thing that she could eat something now.

After dinner, Lin Jiaran sat on the sofa and looked at her phone. When Lu Jingshen came out of the shower, Lin Jiaran had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

Looking at the sleeping person, Lu Jingshen stood beside the sofa, frowned, and fell into deep thought for half a minute. He began to doubt whether it was okay to continue sleeping like this?

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, Lin Jiaran continued to have a high fever. Her whole body was hot like a furnace, and she fell asleep quietly. While Lin Jiaran was sleeping soundly, Lu Jingshen took her to the hospital.

All the tests at the hospital were normal, but the cause of the fever could not be found.

After the examination, the result was good. In view of the repeated fever, the doctor still recommended hospitalization for observation. Lu Jingshen naturally did not dare to delay and immediately asked the doctor to arrange for hospitalization.

The doctor called Lu Jingshen to the door of the ward to talk. Lin Jiaran was lying on the bed sleeping with her eyes closed.

With a fever-reducing patch on her forehead, Lin Jiaran woke up after lying down for a while. Tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes, one after another. She didn't make a sound, just cried silently. After a while, a large area of ​​the pillow was wet.

When Lu Jingshen returned to the ward, he saw that Lin Jiaran had woken up. He saw the tears in the corners of her eyes again, and his heart suddenly felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Wiping away the tears that were still flowing from the corners of his eyes with his big hands, he kissed Bai Xi's cheek with his thin lips and said softly, "I was talking to the doctor at the door just now. You were crying so sadly. Are you feeling unwell? Huh?"

Lin Jiaran blinked her eyes, tears still on her eyelashes, "I don't want to be in the hospital."

Of course he knew that Mrs. Lu didn't like staying in the hospital, but with Mrs. Lu's current situation, he was not at all at ease if she left the hospital. Even if she could take a special plane back to Ancheng, he still wouldn't feel at ease.

Lu Jingshen sat down on the bed, put his arms around Lin Jiaran's waist, half-lifted her up, and buried her little face in his shoulder.

His big hand touched the soft hair, "Let's stay in the hospital for one night for observation. If you don't have a fever tomorrow morning, we will leave the hospital. We won't get any injections or take any medicine tonight, okay?"

"As long as tomorrow is fine, I'll take you out to play, okay?"

"Tomorrow is my birthday." She whispered softly in a low, hoarse voice.

Lu Jingshen raised the corners of his mouth, kissed her lips lightly, and then said, "It's one o'clock in the morning of the 30th, and you can celebrate your birthday tomorrow."

Then, Lin Jiaran's tears started to flow again. She sat up straight and faced Lu Jingshen, "I don't want to stay in the hospital, I want to go home, I want to go home now!"

At this moment, Lin Jiaran cried harder than before, and her tone of voice was also spoiled. Her eyes instantly became red and bloodshot, and her eyelids became slightly red and swollen.

After Lin Jiaran cried like this, Lu Jingshen seemed at a loss. He pulled her into his arms, wiped her tears and kissed her face, and coaxed her in a gentle voice, "You can leave the hospital first, but I still have some things to deal with in Beijing, so I can't go home for the time being. Can we go home after I finish it?"

"Let's go now. I don't want to stay in the hospital." Lin Jiaran raised her tearful face and sobbed softly.

"Okay, let's go now, but don't cry."

Lin Jiaran immediately stopped crying obediently, but she was so sad that she couldn't control sobbing from time to time.

After leaving the hospital, they temporarily stayed in a hotel very close to the hospital.

Lu Jingshen was really at a loss about the current situation, so he called Lin Yehua overnight to inquire about it in detail.

After listening to the symptoms described by Lu Jingshen, Lin Yehua said in a steady voice, "Don't worry if it's just a fever with no other symptoms. It's useless to take medicine. Whether you take medicine or not, you will have a fever for several days."

"Several days?" Lu Jingshen said with a frown.

"It will take several days. We took her to see the doctor, who said it was a heart disease. If her appetite improves one day, it will prove that she is cured."

Then Lin Yehua reminded him in time, "Be careful these days and don't let Shen Boren contact her."

"okay, I get it."

After hearing what Lin Yehua said, Lu Jingshen hung up the phone and thought carefully why he was asked to be careful not to let Shen Boren have any contact with his young wife. Was Shen Boren the cause of her illness? What did Shen Boren do to make her suffer from such a mental illness?

It was almost dawn, Lin Jiaran's temperature was normal and she was sleeping soundly, so Lu Jingshen lay back on the bed with peace of mind. As soon as he lay down, a person with closed eyes came silently to his side. He pursed his lips into a line, and his big hand gently supported the little head, which was resting on his arm.