Chapter 2952 He Doesn't Love Her Anymore (1)

The servant suddenly worried, "Miss, you seem to be sick, your face is also a little red, do you have a fever?"

Han Qiqing frowned, not letting the servant touch her forehead.

"I'm fine, I just want to have breakfast now, hurry up and prepare it for me."

The servant didn't dare to neglect, so he went to the kitchen to have someone prepare breakfast.

Speaking of breakfast, after Han Qiqing finished eating, it was almost noon.

She was sick all over.

Especially when Li Yizhen was at her house, she felt it was an eyesore, so she simply went upstairs and stayed in her room.

Lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, Han Qiqing thought: Song Shijun really hit the mark, she was going to stay at home and grow mushrooms.

She reached out, took the mobile phone from the bedside table, and sent Song Shijun a message.

All the complaints in my heart were vomited to him.

"It's so annoying, that woman actually came to live in my house."

"I felt like I had a nightmare, a horrible nightmare."

"What is self-inflicted and self-inflicted? I finally realized deeply."

"If possible, I want to pick up the broom and drive her out of my house!"

"Sejun...I feel so uncomfortable, I seem to be sick..."

She sent a lot of WeChat in the past.

Song Shijun didn't reply her.

She was already depressed, and coupled with her physical discomfort, her mood was even worse.

It's already noon, there's no way he's still awake.

What is he doing?

She didn't respond to her message...

Han Qiqing was depressed more and more depressed at this moment, her depression was beyond the charts.

woo woo woo...

She suddenly missed Xiao Xiao so much.

Why does it feel like she hasn't been happy after Xiaoxiao left? Are you still unlucky?

It seems that she can't live without Xiaoxiao.

After thinking about it, she picked up her phone again and sent a message to Xiaoxiao.

He paused with his fingers, and deleted the words that said he was sick. He didn't want to worry a little, so he only said that he missed her very much.

After sending it, she threw the phone away and let herself fall into a deep sleep.

May be really sick.

She slept restlessly, as if in a dark quagmire.

In the blur, there seemed to be a figure walking back and forth in front of her, and the voices around her were also very noisy.

Who is making such noise in her room, how can people sleep?

It's annoying!

Han Qiqing just felt angry.

After an unknown amount of time, she opened her heavy eyelids, only to find that her room had changed.

Left and right, front and back, all sides are white...

No, this place looks familiar.

Like a hospital?

Han Qiqing frowned, why is she in the hospital?

Sighing heavily, she pursed her dry lips.

very thirsty...

"Qiqing, are you awake?" A big hand was placed on her forehead, it should be warm but felt slightly cool.

Han Qiqing raised her eyes with difficulty, and saw Song Shijun above her head.

"Sejun?"

is she dreaming

She clearly remembered that she slept in her own room...

Song Shijun noticed that after she woke up, he stood by the bed, touched her forehead, frowned and said, "The fever seems to have not subsided."

Han Qiqing said vaguely, "I have a fever?"

"Yeah, you fool, you don't tell your family members when you're sick. If I hadn't been calling you and couldn't get through, I was worried that something happened to you, so I called your home phone number and asked the housekeeper to go up and see You, otherwise, you will be burned as a real fool." Song Shijun gave her a general training, but his voice was very soft.

Han Qiqing was puzzled, "Why do I have a fever?