Chapter 871 He Jichen, Let’s Have a Baby (40)

After dinner, the housekeeper packed up the lunch box and threw it into the trash can. She walked to the window and glanced downstairs. When she came back after throwing out the trash, she felt even more restless.

While eating, Han Zhihui received a text message from his secretary. After eating, he turned on his computer, sat on the sofa, and got busy.

The ward was very quiet. The wet nurse was watching Cheng Han beside the bed, and the housekeeper who was sorting things looked at Han Zhihui from time to time.

On the way, she went to the window several times intentionally or unintentionally. Each time, she stretched her neck and looked down for a while, then turned to Han Zhihui with an expression that was hesitant to speak. .

Han Zhihui was reading emails. Although he didn't look at the housekeeper, he could feel that she was constantly looking at him.

He knew that the butler probably wanted to say something to him, but the butler didn't speak, so he didn't ask.

I don’t know how many times the housekeeper looked at him, but Han Zhihui finally couldn’t help it. Although he didn’t look at the housekeeper, he stared at the computer screen and said in a calm tone: "Tell me, what is it?" thing."

The housekeeper seemed to be struggling with something. He was silent for a while and then whispered: "Mr. Han, she is downstairs."

Although the housekeeper didn't specify who she was, Han Zhihui understood it in an instant.

His hands were tapping the keyboard rhythmically, and he froze for a moment, then said a faint "Oh" in his tone, as if what the butler said had nothing to do with him, and returned to his work.

Except for the sound of Han Zhihui typing on the keyboard, there was no other sound in the room.

The housekeeper glanced downstairs again, then hesitated for a moment, and said again: "When I just went to buy dinner, I walked across from her, and she stopped me again and asked me about the young master. I didn't I accidentally touched her hand and found that her body temperature was very high, she must be having a fever."

As if Han Zhihui didn't hear the butler's words, he typed on the keyboard without any pause.

"Besides, when I just came downstairs, I found that the weather today is a bit bad. It seems like it's going to rain." God seemed to have made an agreement with the housekeeper in advance. As soon as she finished saying this, there was a sound outside the window. There was deafening thunder, and then raindrops hit the windows.

"It's really raining... and it's raining really hard..." The housekeeper ran to the window again and looked downstairs: "... Why is she still standing there... There's a wound on her forehead, rain. It's so dirty, you will get infected..."

As the housekeeper spoke, he looked at Han Zhihui: "... Mr. Han, how about you ask her to come up and take a look at the young master... After all, she is the young master's biological mother. When she heard that the young master was sick, she She must be more anxious than anyone else, what if she really stands downstairs all night and causes death..."

The sound of Han Zhihui typing on the keyboard suddenly disappeared. He seemed to be impatient with the housekeeper's chatter. He raised his head and said coldly to her: "Since you are so worried about her, then go downstairs to accompany her. Get out in the rain!”

The housekeeper was so frightened by Han Zhihui that he suddenly did not dare to speak.

The room fell into silence again.

Han Zhihui stared at the computer screen for a long time before returning to his work. He had just typed on the keyboard a few times, then walked to the housekeeper in front of the window and suddenly exclaimed: "Mr. Han, it's not good. , Miss Cheng fainted!"