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Han Zhenzhen didn't know how long she had been busy. Until her hands were too tired to lift up, she stretched out her hand to explore ye Yufan's forehead and found that it was not as hot as before. She was relieved.

At last, it has some effect.

It seems that we have to continue to wipe Fanfan's body.

Being busy, Han Zhenzhen's phone suddenly rang.

Quickly put down the towel and ran to the sofa in the living room to answer the phone. It was Yan Baixin. There was a cry in her panicked voice, "Zhenzhen, no, no! After you left, Yuanchuan worried about you and drove out behind you. On the way, his car was hit by a drunk truck. I heard that Yuanchuan fainted on the spot... Now, he was sent to the hospital by the traffic police, but there is no doctor on duty in the hospital. Do you know president Gu Sijia? Call him and arrange for a doctor to rescue him immediately Your brother's life... "

"What, my brother, he had an accident?" Han Zhenzhen softened her legs and fell down on the sofa, making her teeth giggle. "I, I'll call Gu Sijia now."

After hanging up, Han Zhenzhen hated herself.

If she doesn't come to see ye Yufan, my brother won't go out because he is worried about ye Yufan, let alone suffer a car accident.

But Fanfan is in a daze with a high fever. If she doesn't come tonight, she may not be able to see Fanfan alive tomorrow.

No matter what she does tonight, it's all wrong!

Han Zhenzhen took a deep breath, calmed down, immediately dialed jijing'an's phone and made a long and anxious statement, "Jinan God, fan fan has a high fever. I've been here for nearly two hours. She hasn't woke up and has been sleeping. Can you come and see her?"

In the dark box, Ji Jingan waited for a full night's phone call, and finally came, but it was not very good news. There was a crack on Jun's expressionless cold face.

He casually left his mobile phone on the tea table and smoked irritably.

At the same time, Gu Sijia received Han Zhenzhen's call, closed the line and frowned. "Han Yuanchuan had a car accident during the Chinese New Year. I heard he was seriously injured. You continue to have fun. I have to go to the hospital immediately."

Han Yuanchuan must try his best to rescue both public and private.

Ni Wei hugged the wind and was very happy. He narrowed his intoxicated peach eyes and waved to Gu Sijia, "human life is too great. You should go quickly. Jing An will be fine with me."

"I'm leaving, too."

Jijing'an stood up with him. The mature man with perfect figure drank a lot of wine, but he couldn't see the appearance of half drunk. He was still charming and beautiful enough to kill all the women in Tongcheng.

Two excellent men, one before and one after, walked out of the private room.

At the door of the charm bar, they both drank a lot of wine and simply called a valet driver.

Gu Sijia left first. Jijing'an finished smoking the last cigarette in his hand, put out the cigarette end, threw it into the trash can on one side, and went to his car. When Mr. Daijia opened the door, he got into the car lazily, pinched his tired eyebrows and eyes, folded his long legs gracefully in one place, and leaned heavily on the seat to close his eyes and refresh himself.

Fireworks are set off everywhere in the early morning of the new year in Tongcheng.

But this new year, for him, there is not much to celebrate.

Maybach parked steadily in the parking lot of yaluyuan. After getting off, Mr. Daijia went around the back door, stretched out his hand and opened the door, smiled and said, "Mr. Ji, here you are, please get off."

"Well, you can go."

The man whose eyebrows and eyes can be painted opened his eyelids lazily, but his body reacted one node earlier than his brain, and his two long legs had long fallen out of the car.

After all, he got out of the car and walked to the suite rented by Ye Yufan.

He already has a complete set of spare keys, even the safe.

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The heavy red wood door opened in response.

There is a light in the living room, but Han Zhenzhen has disappeared. After getting the exact reply from Ji Jingan, he will come to take care of Ye Yufan immediately. He left long ago.

After closing the gate, jijing'an frowned tightly and walked to the master bedroom where ye Yufan lived.

Standing in front of the door, he rubbed his sore temple, which had not rested all night, stretched out his powerful right hand and pushed the door open.

In the master bedroom, only a soft bedside lamp was turned on, and a soft yellow light faintly hit the head of yeyufan, revealing an unspeakable hazy beauty.

Even if the light is not strong, Ji Jingan can see clearly at a glance. Her delicate and tender face seems to have lost blood and water overnight, and looks particularly withered and haggard.

Her beauty, implicit and not publicized, was just right to make him feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Even such a gaunt color, he likes it very much.

But he loved her, protected her and spoiled her in exchange for a written off sentence. Thinking of this, the man's soft facial features gradually turned into loss and hostility, and his eyes coldly fixed on the poor and hateful woman on the bed with no expression.

In the world of love, the one who is the first to fall in love is the one who admits defeat first.

Jijing'an inhaled deeply, closed her eyes, and finally walked to her side. She lowered her eyes and stared greedily and fixedly.

The light white lip flap opened a gap slightly and gave out a slight breath.

On the bedside cabinet, there was a bag of medicine for internal and external application, which showed that the part where she was injured had not fully recovered.

Remembering the crime and pain she suffered that night, he cruelly enjoyed the ultimate happiness and satisfaction. Ji Jingan's cold and rigid heart was softened after all.

Even if he is married and divorced, he is only a woman who has just reached the age of 23, six years younger than him. What strength does he have with her?

Jijing'an sat by the bed and reached out to explore the temperature on Yufan's forehead. He felt that his normal temperature had returned and was suddenly relieved.

Fortunately, the fever has subsided.

It's stupid. If he gets burned, he doesn't want to like him again.

Night Yufan suddenly turned over, unconsciously put one hand on jijing'an's palm and moved his white lips, "jijing'an, don't go..."

It's probably a nightmare, constantly talking nonsense.

Jijing'an returned to his senses and viciously raised his eyebrows. "Night feather fan, don't cry during the day, call at night, you owe smoke."

Yeyufan's body temperature is still a little hot. He feels the man's cold palm, arch his head, firmly stick his sweaty face on it, and grins comfortably at once.

The man with extreme cleanliness, resisting the urge to smoke, took a folded square black handkerchief from his trouser pocket and carefully wiped his head and face to yeyufan.

The degree of seriousness is no less than reviewing documents worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

The window was probably not closed. The sudden cold wind rolled up the curtains. On the sixth floor of a building opposite, Mo Yurou stood in front of the French window to enjoy the beautiful night scene. He inadvertently caught a glimpse of this warm scene. His exquisite and perfect face gradually became like frost.

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