Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Shu Pan got Joy ready before the driver arrived. Shu Pan sent Joy to school and then rushed home.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
In the bedroom, Gu Shaotingâs eyes were still half-closed as if he was asleep. Shu Pan walked up to him and touched his forehead. It was still burning hot.
Shu Pan looked at Gu Shaoting and frowned. âAre you really not going to the hospital?â
âI donât like hospitals,â Gu Shaoting said defiantly.
âWho likes hospitals? But you should still go if you are sick. Youâre not a kid. Why are you still afraid of medicine and needles?â Shu Pan had no choice but to persuade him. She was afraid that if his fever continued, it could lead to brain damage.
Shu Pan saw his reluctance to move, opened his closet, and took out a casual black top and a pair of gray khakis.
She threw the clothes at him and said, âGet up and get dressed.â
Gu Shaoting stopped dawdling when he saw the annoyance on Shu Panâs face.
He sat up unsteadily and changed.
His footsteps were still unsteady as he walked out of the room. People with a high fever typically felt dizzy.
Shu Pan helped him out and drove Gu Shaotingâs car slowly forward.
âCan you drive any slower?â Gu Shaoting wanted to roll his eyes. A bike rider could move faster than them.
At this speed, the cars behind them were tailgating each other.
âShut up.â She wasnât used to driving his powerful car, which would speed forward with a light tap on the accelerator.
That was why Shu Pan was driving so slowly.
After they arrived at the hospital and parked, Shu Pan took him to the fever clinic. She registered for him, paid, and waited with him to get his drip.
Gu Shaoting sat in the infusion area, waiting for the nurse to give him his IV drip.
Because of his good looks, the young nurseâs heartbeat accelerated as she approached him.
Shu Pan heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Gu Shaoting willingly accept his IV infusion.
Gu Shaoting closed his eyes, and Shu Pan stared at his IV bag.
âDo you feel better?â Shu Pan asked worriedly.
âHm.â Gu Shaoting responded.
He was really a very good-looking person. His facial features were like carefully crafted pieces of art. Every inch of his face was elegant.
He was slightly pale due to his illness and looked less domineering than usual.
âGo to work.â Gu Shaoting caught Shu Pan looking at her watch a few times.
âItâs okay. Iâll keep you company. Iâve asked my boss for a personal day.â Shu Pan insisted.
While waiting, Shu Pan took her phone out of boredom and saw a text message from Ye Xiaomeng. âGirl, it was really Hu Shanshan.â
Although it was a cryptic sentence, Shu Pan knew that her best friend was referring to the vicious attempt to ruin her reputation.
Shu Pan was speechless, but her heart ached for Ye Xiaomeng.
As expected, men were trouble. This matter was caused by He Ming.
âI donât know yet. Iâm also very confused. He Ming would be furious if he knew.â Ye Xiaomeng didnât know what to do. After all, it wasnât something to be proud of, and she didnât want to publicize the matter.
âThe most important thing now is to get Mrs. Heâs understanding. Old people care a lot about reputation.â What Ye Xiaomeng wanted was to do her best to regain Mrs. Heâs trust.
âYeah, Iâm rooting for you. Theyâre reasonable people. I hope this matter will be over soon.â Shu Pan consoled her before hanging up.
One really couldnât judge a book by its cover. How could such a refined girl do something like that?
âWhat happened?â Gu Shaoting asked when he saw Shu Panâs indignant face.
âFlirtatious men are the worst. Xiaomengâs trouble was caused by an admirer of He Mingâs.â Shu Pan sighed..