Chapter 1591 Is He Tu Qian
Linyan lying on the bed, feeling like his body is burning, his mind is chaotic, all kinds of thoughts and memories are chaotically intertwined, and finally turned into a vague and familiar figure, gradually moving in the dim light Gradually…
she stretched out her hand, but her body seemed to be imprisoned by invisible shackles . She couldn’t move, she couldn’t grasp it . She saw that figure was swallowed by darkness a little bit…
“A Cheng…” Lin Yan’s forehead was sweating coldly. .
Before Lin Yan’s fever had gone, everyone in the room was afraid to leave, and Sun Shuoran lay directly on the edge of the bed.
Hearing Lin Yan’s murmur, Sun Shuoran suddenly raised his head, “Master…what are you talking about? Are you calling me?”
King sitting on the sofa glanced at him, “Stop being affectionate.”
Sun Shuoran hummed. “How come I am so passionate, I am so obedient and so obedient, does the master dream that I am not a normal thing?”
“A Cheng…” Lin Yan frowned.
The butcher pricked his ears and listened for a long time, “The master seems to be calling the master.”
He Lefeng scratched his head, “What does the
master mean?” Sun Shuoran: “The master is the master’s husband. You are a Chinese who are not good at Chinese?”
He Lefeng came back to his senses, “Ah, you mean the cheap husband whom Yan Jie has forgotten…”
Mo Shuyun said, “Ah, as far as I know, the goddess seems to be divorcing her husband recently, so she is emotional. Poor…”
He Lefeng murmured, “Who the hell is the cheap husband of Sister Yan, that’s not reliable? Although Sister Yan has amnesia, but he hasn’t lost his memory, why haven’t he come to Sister Yan all these years? Did Sister Yan discover his true face before divorcing him? Sister Yan must have been cheated by him. Is he greedy for Sister Yan’s money?”
Yun Xuan and others who knew the identity of the wild man’s husband: “… …”
“If you get divorced, you will get divorced. On the condition of sister Yan, what kind of man can’t be found!”
He Lefeng vomited angrily, and Lin Yan, who had been sleeping on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.
“Sister Yan, you are awake!” He Lefeng looked happy.
However, in the next second, He Lefeng was frightened by the icy coldness in the girl’s eyes and stopped subconsciously, not daring to step forward.
“Ligger Liger, are you awake any better?” Sun Shuoran, who was about to get closer, also noticed that Lin Yan’s expression was wrong.
Obviously he was the same person, but his eyes looked particularly strange, and the oppressive feeling under his eyes almost made one dare not look directly at him.
“Master, have you had a nightmare?” The butcher asked with concern.
The girl’s gaze was hollow and cold, and there was a trace of confusion, and her gaze passed over several people in the room calmly.
However, after a few seconds, the girl’s eyes had returned to clarity.
Lin Yan sat up, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead without saying a word, then frowned slightly.
Then, Lin Yan picked up the thermometer beside the bed and measured the temperature for himself.
Sun Shuoran, He Lefeng and others looked at Lin Yan with a slightly abnormal look, and looked at each other, but they didn’t think much about it. After all, they were in a state of fever and unconsciousness.
Lin Yan tore a new antipyretic patch and placed it on his forehead, and then asked, “Have you taken the medicine?”
Sun Shuoran and He Lefeng nodded subconsciously: “I just fed you the antipyretic medicine.”
Lin Yan said, “What? Don’t go to the hospital.”
Lin Yan’s tone suddenly made people feel more oppressed. It felt like being asked by the teacher why he didn’t hand in his summer homework. The people in the room looked at each other for a while without daring to reply.
