Chapter 1299 This body is sickly

   Really can’t wait, Wen Churan made a call to Boys, but the servant answered it.

  "I'm sorry, Miss Wen, the young master has a high fever and is in a coma, unable to answer your call."

   Hearing this, Wen Churan was shocked, "The fever will not go away?!"

   "Yes, Miss Wen, don't you know? I thought Master had already told you!"

  Knowing a fart, she is in a bald state these few days, and her mind is full of things in the prime of life, and she has never thought of Boyce at all.

  Unexpectedly, he was actually sick.

  Wen Churan asked, "Why do you have a fever when you are so good?"

  The servant replied, “It should have been raining. The night before, the young master came back soaked in the rain. He didn’t hold an umbrella in the pouring rain. He caught a cold as soon as he came back. He started to have a fever yesterday, and it’s not healed today.”

  The day before yesterday.

Wen Churan suddenly remembered that in order to bring her back from the cemetery the day before yesterday, he did get caught in the rain, and after returning to the presidential palace, he asked the servant to prepare a bowl of **** soup for her, but he did not drink it.

  No wonder you catch a cold.

  She was so confused at the time, she didn't notice it at all.

  Unexpectedly, he would catch a cold and fever because of this.

  Wen Churan couldn't help feeling annoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Have you seen a doctor? Have you taken medicine?"

  The servant said, "After eating, Master's body has already started to sweat. Don't worry, Miss Wen."

  ——

  Hot...the whole body seems to be in the flames, being burned fiercely.

  Suddenly, it seemed as if an ice cube fell on his face, alleviating the hot pain.

  Boys lifted his eyelids with difficulty, and vaguely saw a figure in front of him.

  The figure opened in surprise and said, "Mr. Boyce, are you awake?!"

  Boys’ brain reacted at a rapid speed, and the figure in front of him was Wen Churan.

  He is so familiar with her voice that he can be sure of it almost without much thinking.

  Boys forced himself to be sober, seeing Wen Churan sitting on the side of the bed as expected, holding a wet towel, wiping the drops of sweat on his forehead.

  "Mr. Boyce, how are you feeling? Are you still uncomfortable? Do you feel very hot? Please bear with it first, this is a sign of fever." Wen Churan babbled.

  Boys opened her dry lips, and there was a piece of cotton stuck in her throat, and it was very difficult to make a faint sound.

   "You... why are you here?"

  Wen Churan explained, "I heard the servant say that you are sick, so I rushed over to take care of you immediately."

   "I... I don't need... your care."

  "Mr. Boyce, don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean anything else. You are sick because of me. I take care of you as it should be. If you don’t let me take care of you, I will definitely die of guilt."

  Boys closed his eyes tiredly and frowned, his emotions seemed to become a little irritable, and he said vaguely, "This body...sick, it's so useless..."

   "Huh?" Wen Churan was stunned for a moment, feeling that what Boise said was a bit wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

   "As long as you are an individual, you will catch a cold and fever when exposed to the rain. This is a normal fact, unless you are an iron man, so this has nothing to do with your health, Mr. Baisi, so don't think too much." Wen Churan hurriedly expressed his comfort.

  Boys did not speak for a long time.

  Wen Churan thought he was tired, so he said, "Or you can rest for a while, I'll go out first, and I won't disturb you."

  (End of this chapter)