Chapter 161 161. In This Life, I Will Be Entangled Until Death (1)

Huo Yunting thought she was going to take a shower, but in the end she still had to continue packing her luggage...

boom!

He lifted it with his hand, and the suitcase fell to the side, and the packed items were scattered on the floor. It was messy, just like Lu Chaoyang's embarrassment at the moment.

She glanced up at him, seemed too lazy to say a word, and squatted down to pick up the suitcase.

Just when their hands were about to touch, Huo Yunting kicked the suitcase far away.

"Are you crazy? I said divorce! Divorce!" Lu Chaoyang stared, and his body began to tremble with anger.

"No matter what you said, stop struggling pointlessly. It's useless."

Huo Yunting's tall figure was like a statue, standing motionless in front of her.

Against the light, Lu Chaoyang's crouched body was buried under his figure.

She picked up the clothes on the ground, stood up, and threw them at him!

His emotions broke out completely, and in the end he even wanted to throw the empty suitcase on him.

However, she didn't have much strength left.

"ah……"

Lu Chaoyang's arm was hit, and the suitcase left dark purple marks on her fair and tender arms. Because it was too heavy, she did not throw it out. Instead, she staggered, fell sideways, and hit her forehead on the dressing table.

Her consciousness became increasingly blurred, and finally, her eyes closed.

I really just want to do this and never wake up again...

Huo Yunting held her waist before she fell, picked her up and walked to the big bed, took the quilt and covered her tightly.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her quiet face and frowning expression with a complicated expression.

Her face was still a little flushed at this moment, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch her.

As soon as it touched the skin of her cheek, a hot feeling rushed into the fingertips.

Huo Yunting was stunned, then turned his hand and reached towards her forehead.

piping hot.

He stood up with a cold face and went to get his cell phone. He glanced at the scattered luggage on the ground and his eyes became more sinister.

Worried that Huo Li would talk nonsense, he contacted another doctor he trusted, got an ice pack, walked back to the bed, and applied it on her forehead.

The doctor arrived quickly and saw the mess on the ground as soon as he came in.

He collected his attention very wisely and acted as if he didn't see anything. He walked over and started to see the doctor without looking away.

The final result was a high fever of 39 degrees, which required immediate infusion.

The doctor took out the intravenous drip bottle that he had prepared in advance, but with such a large area around it, where should it be hung?

He carefully began to look at it.

"What are you waiting for? Give it to me!"

Huo Yunting seemed to understand his thoughts and stood up directly, holding the infusion bottle in his hand.

The doctor who arrived was extremely shocked by his behavior.

When did Mr. Huo treat a woman so easily? This... is really a ghost!

He did everything quickly and rolled away silently, leaving the tall man standing next to the bed holding an IV bottle, motionless.

The room fell into complete silence. Lu Chaoyang lay on the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed. His long eyelashes were as light as cicada wings, but his eyes occasionally moved unnaturally and quickly.

Was she dreaming?

What did you dream about?

Divorce him?

Thinking of this, Huo Yunting suddenly sighed silently for the first time.

Lu Chaoyang, don’t even think about it.

In this life, we will be entangled until death.

He has been standing there, not because he couldn't find anything to replace it, but maybe because it gave him a suitable reason to stay here.

During this period, the doctor came in and changed the medicine twice. Every time he came in, he found that Huo Yunting's figure had not changed at all.