Chapter: 817
After some examinations, Lu Hanchuan stood beside the doctor and asked, "How is she?"
"It's nothing." The doctor took out a pen, and while writing something in a small notebook, he answered in detail, "This lady just passed out when she was exposed to the rain and had a fever, and she woke up when the fever subsided."
"En." Lu Hanchuan nodded, expressing his understanding.
Fu Xiaoyao looked at him secretly, and sure enough, she saw that the trace of worry in the depths of his eyes disappeared.
Feeling sore in her heart, Fu Xiaoyao was overwhelmed for a while, and got ready to leave.
"Where are you going?" Lu Hanchuan asked.
Fu Xiaoyao kept walking without answering, and her figure quickly disappeared outside the door.
Seeing this, Aunt Song looked at Lu Hanchuan very dissatisfied, "Sir, can't you see that your wife is angry?"
"Angry?" Lu Hanchuan was taken aback.
He really didn't see it.
"Why is she angry?" Lu Hanchuan asked.
Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "I don't even know what she is angry with, sir, you are really slow, then let me tell you, my wife is angry at you for caring too much about Qi Ya."
Hearing this, Lu Hanchuan opened his eyes slightly, subconsciously trying to explain that he didn't care too much about Qi Ya.
However, when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.
Seeing this scene, Aunt Song, who originally had a little confidence in him, shook her head in disappointment at him and left the room.
She didn't understand what magical power this woman Qi Ya possessed.
Mr. Mingming has fallen in love with his wife, but he still can't let go of this woman.
It's really maddening!
Walking out of the room, Aunt Song saw Fu Xiaoyao who was sitting on the stairs in a low mood, she was startled, she walked over quickly and asked, "Madam, why are you sitting here?"
"I was a little dizzy just now, so take a rest here." Fu Xiaoyao replied with a pale face.
When Aunt Song heard that she was dizzy, she became very nervous, and quickly reached out to touch her forehead, "Let me see, is it just blown by the wind, and now you have a fever?"
"I don't have a fever, I just touched it." Fu Xiaoyao smiled slightly.
Aunt Song touched it, and sure enough, she relaxed a little, "It's good that you don't have a fever, but you still can't relax completely. How about this, madam, I'll make a bowl of ginger soup for you."
"No need for Aunt Song." Fu Xiaoyao declined.
"Yes!" Aunt Song insisted. JrNovels.com
"It's nothing." The doctor took out a pen, and while writing something in a small notebook, he answered in detail, "This lady just passed out when she was exposed to the rain and had a fever, and she woke up when the fever subsided."
"En." Lu Hanchuan nodded, expressing his understanding.
Fu Xiaoyao looked at him secretly, and sure enough, she saw that the trace of worry in the depths of his eyes disappeared.
Feeling sore in her heart, Fu Xiaoyao was overwhelmed for a while, and got ready to leave.
"Where are you going?" Lu Hanchuan asked.
Fu Xiaoyao kept walking without answering, and her figure quickly disappeared outside the door.
Seeing this, Aunt Song looked at Lu Hanchuan very dissatisfied, "Sir, can't you see that your wife is angry?"
"Angry?" Lu Hanchuan was taken aback.
He really didn't see it.
"Why is she angry?" Lu Hanchuan asked.
Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "I don't even know what she is angry with, sir, you are really slow, then let me tell you, my wife is angry at you for caring too much about Qi Ya."
Hearing this, Lu Hanchuan opened his eyes slightly, subconsciously trying to explain that he didn't care too much about Qi Ya.
However, when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.
Seeing this scene, Aunt Song, who originally had a little confidence in him, shook her head in disappointment at him and left the room.
She didn't understand what magical power this woman Qi Ya possessed.
Mr. Mingming has fallen in love with his wife, but he still can't let go of this woman.
It's really maddening!
Walking out of the room, Aunt Song saw Fu Xiaoyao who was sitting on the stairs in a low mood, she was startled, she walked over quickly and asked, "Madam, why are you sitting here?"
"I was a little dizzy just now, so take a rest here." Fu Xiaoyao replied with a pale face.
When Aunt Song heard that she was dizzy, she became very nervous, and quickly reached out to touch her forehead, "Let me see, is it just blown by the wind, and now you have a fever?"
"I don't have a fever, I just touched it." Fu Xiaoyao smiled slightly.
Aunt Song touched it, and sure enough, she relaxed a little, "It's good that you don't have a fever, but you still can't relax completely. How about this, madam, I'll make a bowl of ginger soup for you."
"No need for Aunt Song." Fu Xiaoyao declined.
"Yes!" Aunt Song insisted. JrNovels.com
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