The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Gu Weiman even suspected that the man had caught a cold from her. Hearing this, he coughed lightly and said, "That's okay." Huo Yan had no expression. Huo Yan looked back at her, his voice slow, "Don't keep me waiting too long." There's clearly no ups and downs in the tone.
“Thirty-eight point five degrees.
The voice is a little hoarse.
Gu Weiman even suspected that the man had caught a cold from her.
She lowered her head and clenched the quilt with both hands.
Hearing this, he coughed lightly and said, "That's okay."
Huo Yan had no expression.
"Go to the hospital and get checked out."
Gu Weimian frowned, looking at the hospital...
She felt disgusted in her heart.
During this period, due to health reasons, she spent most of her time in the hospital.
She doesn't want to go.
"This temperature is okay, it means my body is slowly getting better..."
The man glanced at Gu Weimian with a calm gaze.
"Two days in a row, two high fevers, is it getting better?"
There was no inflection in his tone.
But it inexplicably made Gu Weimian feel frightened.
The words of rejection that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly stopped and were swallowed back.
She raised her head and smiled sweetly.
"Then go ahead."
Huo Yan looked at Gu Weiman, his dark eyes never blinking.
Gu Weimian didn't know what he had said wrong again.
Does this mean that neither “no” nor “yes” is acceptable?
Before Gu Weimian could speak, Huo Yan slowly turned his head away.
"I'll wait for you downstairs."
The man pushed the wheelchair out.
As the door closed, Gu Weimian's heart, which had been weighing on his chest, gradually fell to the ground.
Just when it was almost there.
The door suddenly opened again.
Gu Weimian sat up straight abruptly.
She looked at the man outside the door.
Huo Yan looked back at her, his voice slow,
"Don't keep me waiting too long."
There's clearly no ups and downs in the tone.
This statement couldn't be more serious.
But inexplicably, it was like a big hand gripping Gu Weimian's heart.
Gu Weimian swallowed his saliva helplessly.
"Um."
“Click—”
The door finally closed.
She collapsed on the bed, her back soaked in cold sweat.
If she continues to live in the Huo family, she might really die young.
She sat up again, looked through the things on the bedside table, picked up her cell phone and called Miao Jinfeng. Within a second, she hung up the call.
Look at this gorgeous and vintage room.
Gu Weiman's amber eyes flickered.
She put down her phone and got off the bed.
As soon as he got out of bed, Gu Weimian felt something strange.
On my body...how should I put it...
Empty.
There is a sense of unreality.
She lowered her eyes and glanced down at herself.
The white silk long skirt reached the ankles. There was nothing particularly revealing, nor were there any strange patterns. There were only a few laurel flowers embroidered in a dark embroidery technique.
If the skirt wasn’t... too transparent!
She looked at the nightgown in shock.
Isn't this the same nightgown that those servants wanted to give her before, but she refused?!
How come the skirt ended up on her after she slept?
Gu Weimian looked at the skirt almost stiffly.
A few seconds.
She walked forward, her steps getting faster and faster.
Change it off first!
And the suitcase that belonged to her and was originally placed in the corner was gone.
She frowned and opened the wardrobe.
I searched around quickly.
None of the clothes belonged to her!
And the clothes in the closet...
Almost all of them are too seductive, either made of tulle, or with bare shoulders, or with miniskirts, or with hip-hugging.
Anyway...
Neither of them is Gu Weiman’s style.