Chapter 162 162. In This Life, I Will Be Entangled Until Death (2)
If he hadn't known that Young Master Ting was rich and romantic and frequented Jindu, he would have believed him and thought he was a peerless good man.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when Lu Chaoyang finished injecting intravenous drip, but Huo Yunting didn't feel sleepy at all.
After standing for too long, he moved a little and felt numb all over his body. It took him a while to recover.
He took a step back and stepped on a small bottle. His movements froze for a moment, and then he moved away gently and slowly.
Looking down at the clothes surrounding him, Huo Yunting suddenly smiled and picked up the items one by one with great interest and put them back to their place.
Divorce is not an option.
Leaving him is even more impossible!
Returning to the bed again, he reached out and touched her forehead. The temperature had dropped a bit, but it was still a little hot. The bleeding area on her lower lip was also covered with medicine, and a scab formed again.
Unknowingly, the sky outside gradually became brighter. Huo Yunting had not closed his eyes all night, and there were red threads under his eyes. His dry eyes stung a little when he blinked.
He just kept watching, probing her forehead from time to time, and felt vaguely relieved when he felt her body temperature gradually return to normal.
He was also shocked by his own mood. Even though she was leaving, he was still worried about her?
But soon, Huo Yunting convinced himself again.
The reason for this is just because she is sick, and he will be the one without benefits.
Lu Chaoyang had a very restless sleep that night, and was still entangled with Huo Yunting in his dreams.
She wanted a divorce, but he refused to agree to it. Finally, he suddenly turned into a wolf, showing his fangs, opening his mouth and approaching her, and tearing her apart with his sharp claws.
My arms hurt so much, my head hurts so much...
She frowned and opened her eyes, and met Huo Yunting's red bloodshot eyes.
He is still wearing yesterday's clothes. Did he not sleep all night?
"It seems that you have been resurrected with full health."
Seeing her waking up, Huo Yunting said lightly, got up and went to the bathroom.
He is a little tired now and needs to wake up.
Lu Chaoyang was stunned for a moment, stood up and leaned against the bed.
She seemed to have fainted last night...
Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, she got up and got out of bed and found that the room had been tidied up, but she couldn't find her suitcase no matter how hard she searched.
Suddenly, the sound of water in the bathroom became quieter.
Then came his lazy but unarguable voice, "Don't think about divorce, I don't agree."
"Take your bath!" Lu Chaoyang was still angry and retorted loudly.
"Sure enough, you're recovering well. It's not like I took care of you all night."
"I don't care about your care!"
If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have gotten sick at all.
Lu Chaoyang's mind is now filled with Huo Chen, and he doesn't know how to face him in the future. Even if she tried her best to hold back her voice last night, he must have noticed something was wrong.
She took out her mobile phone from the bed and found that it was out of battery. As soon as she connected the charger, she was confused about whether to turn it on or not.
She used to dream that it would be fine if Chen was still alive, but now that he is really back, no matter how happy she is, she can't cope with such a scene.
It would be great if he was not from the Huo family.
When he heard that the water in the bathroom stopped, Lu Chaoyang immediately stuffed his cell phone and walked over.
She was now clammy from sweating and needed a good wash.
Huo Yunting walked out with a white bath towel wrapped around her waist and legs. It was so loose that it seemed to fall off with just a tug. Her perfect mermaid line was looming, and her toned eight-pack abs were visible above.
The beautiful body was right in front of him. No matter how tempting it was, Lu Chaoyang was not in the mood to look at it and walked past him with his head tilted.