Chapter 72

hen they were young, Huo Mingzheng didn't pay much attention to Li Qin. Later, she didn't know how they became his girlfriend.Li Qin smiled back at Huo Mingzheng, the love in her eyes almost overflowi...Fu Yan walked too quickly, her heart couldn't keep up, blood supply was insufficient, and her vision went black for a moment. She almost collapsed to the ground.

A broad and powerful hand clamped onto her arm, a deep, rich voice: "Be careful."

For a moment, she thought it was Huo Mingzheng, and her eyes went dark. A splitting headache made her feel like her head would explode. As her vision gradually focused, she realized the person before her was not him.

"Mr. Fu"

Fu Hanlin let go of her, his gaze swept over her tear-stained face without piercing through it. He turned sideways and pressed the elevator button, "Need help"

Fu Yan was embarrassed and couldn't bear it, wiping her tears and followed into the elevator. "I'm fine."

"Fu, are you not feeling well"

Fu Hanlin 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 Hanlin grabbed her arm and pulled her out. "Do you have a fever"

Fu Yanqiang couldn't hold on any longer, he hummed in response.

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

She had a fever of 39.3 degrees Celsius. The nurse immediately gave her medicine to bring down her fever 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 wafts through the air.

Fu Yan looked over with 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 take it. Her eyes scanned the doctor's desk and spotted a pack of tissue paper. She took two sheets to wipe her sweat.

Fu Hanlin's face showed no change as he put the handkerchief back in his pocket.

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

As Fu Hanlin walked out of the hospital, he glanced at her. Her face, flushed with fever and now cleansed by sweat, looked very pale. Her delicate features were so white they seemed almost translucent, fragile as glass.

He took out his car keys, "Have you driven the car yet"

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

When he spoke, his tone was conciliatory, as if inviting discussion. Yet inexplicably, it also carried an air of finality that made refusal seem impossible.

Are all superiors like this

He is, he also is.

Thinking of Huo Mingzheng, a sour feeling surged in her heart. She frowned, her tongue pressing against the roof of her mouth, forcing down that sourness.

She followed closely behind Fu Hanlin, who went around the front of the car and opened the driver's side door. She stood by the car, unsure what to do.

It's rumored that Fu Hanlin might be gay, but she's unsure if he has a boyfriend now.

If he has a girlfriend, or if it's true as rumored that he has a... boyfriend, then her sitting in the passenger seat would be inappropriate.

After sitting in the backseat, she remembered when Huo Mingzheng had said that she treated him like a driver, which was rude.

Thinking of Huo Mingzheng, her heart ached, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Seeing this scene, Fu Hanlin thought she was feeling unwell and said, “Get in the car. I’m single.”

The car hadn't reached the foot of the mountain yet, and Fu Yan had already fallen asleep.

She wouldn't actually fall asleep on a stranger's car, especially since she barely knew Fu Hanlin. They had only spoken a few times. But she had taken medicine that made her drowsy and, though she tried to stay awake until she got home, she couldn't hold on any longer. suit jacket, leaving only a white shirt on.A sheer shirt, clinging to his skin.She instantly wanted to scratch him with her nails, but accidentally felt a slight protrusion on his shoulder.It was lik...