Chapter 17 Warm Cold

As bad as it sounds, when I went back, the elevator was hung with a sign saying it was out of service for maintenance!

Han Qian rushed all the way to the top floor and opened the door with trembling hands. The lights in the room were off and there was no sign of fighting. The more this happened, the more panicked Han Qian became. He rushed to the second floor without thinking and opened the two bedrooms but didn't see Wen Nuan. Han Qian went downstairs without stopping. When he took out his mobile phone to call the police, he found Wen Nuan curled up in the corner of the sofa.

The 1.72-meter tall figure was shrunk into a ball. Han Qian breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly.

"Why don't you turn on the lights at home? You don't answer the phone."

Han Qian thought Wen Nuan was sulking with him because he didn't get a reply. He turned around and took off his coat and went to the kitchen. Wen Nuan would come to the kitchen to join in the fun when Han Qian cooked these two days. Han Qian waited for a long time but didn't see Wen Nuan coming. He frowned and went back to the living room to turn on the lights, only to find that Wen Nuan had fallen asleep with her eyes closed.

Han Qian smiled helplessly and walked forward to send this not very smart but very kind girl upstairs. When his arm touched Wen Nuan's body, Han Qian panicked again.

Wen Nuan was sick and her body was very hot.

Han Qian was anxious. Wen Nuan rarely got sick. The only time she went to the hospital was when she ate too much spicy food. He left home with Wen Nuan in his arms. When he left, he remembered that the kitchen fire was not turned off. When he went back to turn off the fire, he remembered that the elevator was not working.

He ran all the way with Wen Nuan, who weighed 100 kilograms, in his arms. He didn't dare to run too fast, because he was afraid that he would get pneumonia if he delayed the burning. When he walked out of the unit door, he found that it was raining outside. Han Qian took off his coat and wrapped it around Wen Nuan's upper body. The rented house had no underground parking space, and the car was still outside the community.

On the way to the hospital, Wen Nuan only got her hair wet a little, while Han Qian became a drowned chicken. Han Qian didn't know who to call. Wen Nuan had no friends, so he couldn't tell Li Jinhe or Lao Wen. After all, he was the only one around Wen Nuan.

Thinking of the call from Wen Nuan when he was working overtime, Han Qian wanted to slap himself. She said she was not feeling well, but he did not take it seriously. Han Qian felt relieved until Wen Nuan was hooked up to an IV drip.

The doctor gave a few instructions and left. He also told Han Qian that he could go home and change clothes before coming back. The nurse would be watching him here. Han Qian shook his head and declined the doctor's kindness. Looking at Wen Nuan who was already asleep, he quietly walked out of the ward and finally decided to call Li Jinhe.

"Hello, Han Qian, why are you calling so late? Is that little white-eyed wolf making trouble again?"

"No, Wen Nuan is fine, it's my fault. I didn't notice that she had a fever. She's in the hospital now with an IV drip."

"Do you want me to go over?"

"No, no, it's just that I didn't take good care of Wen Nuan, so I should have called you."

"I'm glad you're fine. Remember to call me if you have any problems."

Li Jinhe was relieved to hear that it was just a common fever. After hanging up the phone, Han Qian went to the hospital restaurant. He was soaked and became the object of attention and criticism from passers-by. Fortunately, Han Qian didn't care about it and bought a bowl of porridge and some small mixed vegetables.

When the ward was opened, Wen Nuan had already woken up. She looked around confusedly with her big eyes. Han Qian could feel that Wen Nuan was relieved when she saw him, but the girl covered herself in the quilt proudly, as if she was angry with Han Qian.

Han Qian smiled and put the porridge on the small table. Not long after, Wen Nuan came out from the quilt, wrinkled her nose and looked at the fragrant rice porridge. Her temper still couldn't overcome her appetite. She drank the porridge in small sips. Han Qian tilted his head and looked out the window. He didn't think about anything, but he felt that he shouldn't look back now.

Hearing the sound of Wen Nuan retreating into the quilt, Han Qian turned around to clean up the dishes, and the nurse brought medicine and warm water.

Han Qian didn't persuade Wen Nuan to take medicine. He didn't say a word since Wen Nuan woke up. He was confused. What is the relationship between him and Wen Nuan now? A little closer than when they were married, a little farther than lovers, as if they were living together.

He was very anxious when he saw Wen Nuan was sick. Now that Wen Nuan is fine, he is more relieved.

The rain was still falling outside the window, and Han Qian's heart gradually calmed down. The current debt has not been paid off. Why think so much? With both hands on the windowsill and looking out the window, a 3D model of the plan appeared in his mind. Now the feasibility of the plan can be determined. There is no problem from multiple angles. As long as you write down everything you think in your mind, you will complete the task.

Tomorrow is enough time, Han Qian thinks it is enough.

"Han Qian."

His thoughts were interrupted. Han Qian turned his head and looked at Wen Nuan with a little confusion, then tilted his head and asked.

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I'm going to sleep, turn off the lights."

"Okay."

At this time, Han Qian didn't want to make trouble, and Wen Nuan didn't want to listen.

After a long time, Han Qian didn't know what he thought about for so long. His mind was blank. Suddenly, a mobile phone ring interrupted him again. It was Wen Nuan's phone. Han Qian almost forgot that Wen Nuan had been holding the phone when she was at home.

Frowning and walking forward, Han Qian found that it was a strange number without a name recorded. He hung up the phone directly. Within two seconds, the phone called again. Han Qian didn't know how to mute this high-end thing Wen Nuan. Looking at the sleeping Wen Nuan, he pressed the answer button.

"Wen Nuan is not convenient to answer the phone now."

The other party was silent. Han Qian looked at the number again and was about to hang up when the other party spoke.

"Who are you? Why are you holding Xiao Nuan's phone at this time, Han Qian?"

"Well, Wen Nuan is asleep. Is there something?"

When the other party called Xiao Nuan, Han Qian knew who it was. The phone was blocked and changed to a new number. Just when Han Qian admitted it, the other party exploded.

"Han Qian, you fucking stay away from Xiao Nuan."

Han Qian laughed and laughed coldly.

"What do you care? Lin Zongheng, you are like a dog-skin plaster. If you have something to say, wait until Xiao Nuan wakes up tomorrow."

Pah!

Han Qian hung up the phone, and when he stood up to leave, the phone rang again. Han Qian frowned and hung up. Lin Zongheng kept calling like a madman, until Han Qian couldn't help it and the phone was connected again. This time, without waiting for Han Qian to speak, Lin Zongheng roared.

"Han Qian, don't let me catch you, I will make you regret what you did."

"Lin Zongheng, I beg you, I beg you to catch me."

Han Qian hung up the phone directly, taking deep breaths to vent his anger. He didn't know why he would get angry when he heard the name Lin Zongheng, and he got even angrier when Lin Zongheng called Wen Nuan's name affectionately.

"There is a button on the left, long press it to turn off the phone."

Wen Nuan's voice reached Han Qian's ears. It turned out that she hadn't slept all the time. In fact, she hadn't slept since Han Qian carried her downstairs. Although she was confused, she knew everything Han Qian did. Han Qian didn't turn off the phone, but handed it to Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan took the phone and turned it off directly, then threw it aside and turned to look at Han Qian.

"Han Qian, I want to go shopping."

"It's raining, and the shops are closed."

"Will you accompany me to go shopping tomorrow? I haven't gone shopping for several years. The last time I went shopping was when Lin Zongheng didn't go abroad. He returned to China. He asked me to go to his house and have dinner with his parents tomorrow, but I don't want to go."

"Okay!"

Han Qian didn't hesitate or resist at all, just one word "yes".

Wen Nuan also liked to hear Han Qian's one-word answer the most.

One "yes", no hesitation, no procrastination.

But Han Qian forgot that tomorrow was his last time.

Trying hard to collect more than 1,000

(End of this chapter)