Su Wuwei's efforts to reduce her presence were useless. She used her toes to wonder what her parents' eyes meant.

She smiled and said cheekily, "Mom and Dad, I have agreed to Fu Yuan's proposal. Well, I just forgot to tell you."

When she said the last sentence, she clearly saw the helpless eyes of her parents, which strengthened her determination not to stay here tonight.

This farcical conversation finally ended with Su's father and Su's mother changing the subject. By the time Su Bai Tai came out with a plate of messy and aesthetically-cut fruits, Su Wuwei and Fu Yuan had already stood up to leave.

Su Wuwei didn't expect her departure to go so smoothly. She thought her parents would let her live here. In the end, she could only think that the reason why her parents agreed was that they were still immersed in the breaking news that their daughter was about to get married. Things no longer matter.

She walked forward in stiletto heels, and the soles of her feet began to hurt again. She had drunk a bit too much at noon. It was nothing to be highly stressed just now, but now she could clearly feel that her calves were fighting. .

After leaving the building, she still walked directly towards the outside of the community, but as soon as she took a step, her wrist was pulled.

Fu Yuan's voice reached her ears at the same time, "Xiaowei, the car is parked over here."

Perhaps because of the hazy night and fog, Su Wuwei felt that Fu Yuan's words were like air-conditioning, and his hands were even more frighteningly cold. She clearly felt a layer of ice forming on her wrist where he pinched it. Thin goosebumps.

She looked up at Fu Yuan, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

Now they were under the streetlight, but the light above her head became an obstacle to her.

The car sped by in the night, and Su Wuwei felt particularly clear while sitting in the passenger seat. There were several times when the car on her side felt like it was about to fly, and it felt like the tires had lifted off the ground.

A strong uneasy premonition appeared in her heart. She couldn't care about anything anymore. She stretched out one hand to hold the steering wheel and asked Fu Yuan in a low voice, "Fu Yuan, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Fu Yuan's voice was as cold as ever, even more cold than usual.

Su Wuwei looked at him doubtfully, and saw a cold and noble face. His eyes were focused on the front, and the high beams illuminated the road ahead.

She suspected that there was something wrong with her feelings, but the uneasy feeling still lingered. Her spirit was always highly tense, and she kept praying in her heart to go back safely and smoothly.

Fu Yuan parked the car in the underground parking lot. Su Wuwei breathed a sigh of relief unnoticeably. She instinctively turned her head to look at Fu Yuan, but what she saw was cold sweat on his head.

She didn't care anymore, pushed the door open and got out of the car quickly, running all the way to Fu Yuan's door. Fu Yuan had also gotten out of the car, but his hands were on the car and did not move.

Su Wuwei held his arm and instantly felt his weight clearly.

Fu Yuan backed away with some resistance, and even tried to pull his hand out, but he failed.

"Be obedient, can I help you go back?" This was the first time Su Wuwei spoke to Fu Yuan in a commanding and coaxing tone.

Fu Yuan glanced down at her, finally nodded, and let her help him move forward.

Finally returned to the villa. The journey was not far, but when Su Wuwei walked, it felt like there was no end.

Fu Yuan fell down the moment he entered the room. He fell down without warning. If Su Wuwei hadn't quickly used his body weight to hold him up with his quick eyes and hands, he would have fallen headfirst to the ground in the most tragic way.

It took all her strength to get Fu Yuan onto his bed. Fu Yuan was nearly twenty centimeters taller than her, not to mention the weight difference, and strength was not a woman's strong point.

Su Wuwei took off Fu Yuan's shoes and moved his feet to the bed so that he could sleep more comfortably.

She touched Fu Yuan's forehead. It was very hot, but the palm of his hand was cold. She thought to herself that Fu Yuan must have a fever.

Reminiscing about Fu Yuan's cough a few nights ago, she basically concluded this guess.

She found her body temperature in the medical cabinet and measured it. It was 38.5 degrees, which was already a high fever. She rummaged through the medical cabinet and found forced antipyretics.

This made her feel a little relieved. She originally thought that if she couldn't find the medicine, she would just call 120. Now she decided to let Fu Yuan drink some medicine first and wait half an hour before making a decision.

Fortunately, even though Fu Yuan was unconscious, he was still very easy to take care of. He drank the medicine easily, and then it was time to wait anxiously.

Su Wuwei brought warm water and wiped Fu Yuan's hands and face. After thinking about it, she wiped his back as well. Only then did she realize that the clothes on his back were all soaked with sweat.

She thought about her previous process of taking care of a child with a fever, and finally took off Fu Yuan's shirt regardless of her shyness and changed him into a pair of pajamas. Of course, this process was difficult, but she still gritted her teeth and completed it.

After everything was done, she took Fu Yuan's temperature again and found that it had dropped to a normal temperature. The big stone in her heart was finally relieved.

What's worrying is that Fu Yuan hasn't woken up yet, which makes her heart twitch and feel extremely uneasy.

But luckily, although Fu Yuan was unconscious, he was breathing evenly and cooperated in giving medicine and water, just like an obedient child.

Su Wuwei stayed with him for two hours and took his temperature every twenty minutes. His temperature was always normal.

It was already late at night. Su Wuwei hesitated for a while, and finally made a bunk on the floor in Fu Yuan's room, moved two quilts and slept on it.

Just in case, she set an alarm clock for herself. She would take Fu Yuan's temperature every hour and touch his back to see if he was sweating. If he was sweating, she would wipe him off and change into clean clothes.

In the second half of the night, she was really relying on her will to support herself, like a robot without emotions. There was only one sentence in her mind, that is, she must take good care of Fu Yuan.

The alarm clock rang again, and Su Wuwei woke up suddenly. She tried hard to force herself to open her eyes, and her hand reflexively touched the thermometer on the bedside table.

But she couldn't find anything after touching it. She changed the direction and still didn't touch anything. She finally woke up from her drowsiness. She sat up and looked around, only to find that the bedside table was a little further away. She was facing there. It moved, but fell to the ground with a plop.

Fortunately, she fell from the bed and hit the floor by herself. The fall didn't hurt, but she was full of questions.

He was obviously sleeping on the floor, so why did he come to the bed? touch

Could it be that he took Fu Yuan's temperature at night and went to sleep immediately? It won't crush Fu Yuan, right?