Chapter 1078
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Fu Nanli didnât even raise his head as he said to her, â Iâve stabilized the projects on hand. Iâll be free for a while, so I can accompany you.
Wen Qiaoâs attention turned to him. did Wanwan work overtime to finish her work as soon as possible? â she asked.
Fu Nanliâs fingers paused. no. Iâve always been highly efficient.
Wen Qiao gave Qin bei a call, â âI have something to ask you.â
âMiss Wen, please speak.â
âIs your young master not paying attention to his rest at work recently?â
Qin bei was silent for two seconds before he quickly replied, â itâs nothing. Young master has always paid attention to rest.
Fu Nanliâs brows relaxed. At least this fellow knew how to talk. He managed to avoid the danger of almost being expelled.
Wen Qiao didnât pester him and hung up the phone. what time will you be free? â
Iâll be very free in half a monthâs time. Whether itâs the Shen family or anywhere else, I can go with you. Youâre not allowed to reject me.
If her uncle and number three could go, why couldnât he? he wanted to stay by her side.
Wen Qiao nodded. alright. I hope that when the matter with the Shen family is settled, the next one will be in a small village deep in the mountains of Hangcheng. Weâll go together then.
âYes.â
Although Fu Nanli said that he didnât shorten the deadline because of working overtime, Wen Qiao could still sense that the person beside her was tossing and turning in bed at night.
He seemed to be suffering from insomnia.
He used to have insomnia, but after being with her, it seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Wen Qiao hugged his waist from behind, her voice a little muffled. âYou canât sleep?â
The manâs body stiffened. yes, I drank too much coffee tonight. I donât feel sleepy. Go to sleep.
Wen Qiao found it strange. This man drank coffee as if it was water. He could drink coffee in the middle of the night, so how could he lose sleep because of coffee? her hand went up and accidentally touched his head. The short hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat.
Startled, Wen Qiao hurriedly switched on the bedside lamp, only to see that Fu Nanliâs face was pale and sweat was rolling down his forehead.
âWhatâs wrong with you?â
Seeing that he couldnât hide it any longer, Fu Nanli said calmly, â âItâs nothing, just an old habit.â
âWhat old illness?â
âMy stomach hurts a little.â
Wen Qiao hurriedly gave Li Fang a call and asked him to hurry over. The moment Li Fang heard that Fu Nanliâs stomach disease was acting up, he didnât dare to delay and rushed over overnight.
In less than 20 minutes, Li Fang came back with the first aid kit.
When Fu Nanliâs father passed away, he didnât eat much. No matter how much his grandmother begged him, he couldnât eat. That was when he developed stomach problems. Later on, it was fine if he ate well, but if he didnât, it was very easy for it to relapse.
âIâll put you on an IV drip,â Li Fang said, as he was already very experienced.
âYes.â
âDid you not eat properly?â
Fu Nanli threw Wen Qiao a glance, only to see her suddenly walk out. âIâm going back for a while.â
Li Fangzheng was giving Fu Nanli an injection, but with a slight movement of Fu Nanliâs hand, Li Fangâs needle missed its target, and blood instantly flowed into the needle. Li Fang let out a soft tsk.âYoung master, donât move.â
Fu Nanliâs expression turned ugly. youâre too talkative. Who asked you to ask if weâre eating? â
Iâm a doctor. Youâre a patient. Canât I even ask a routine question? â Li Fang felt extremely wronged.
âThat girl seems to be angry.â
Li Fang changed the needle and reinserted it. why are you angry? ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
in order to accompany her, I did work a little longer than usual, so I didnât eat on time. I didnât expect my stomach to still be so fragile.