After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me Chapter 177 - 177 151 Don't Go3

177: Chapter 151: Don’t Go_3 177: Chapter 151: Don’t Go_3 The man’s face was abnormally red and burning hot.

Since this morning, Tang Xi had noticed sothing was amiss about him, thinking that he might have caught a cold after sleeping on the balcony all night, so she assisted him to lie down on the bed.

After a whole morning, now it seed that his fever had worsened.

Although she was a doctor, a fever could either be a minor or a serious issue.

There are many reasons that can cause a fever in adults.

Tang Xi had the bodyguard go to the pharmacy to buy so dicine, including a box of cooling patches, which she then applied to the man’s forehead.

Suddenly, Fu Tingzhou opened his eyes and grabbed Tang Xi’s hand.

“Don’t go…”

Tang Xi looked at his hand and then lifted her eyes to his face.

“You have a fever, here are so antipyretics, now that you’re awake, take the dicine.”

Fu Tingzhou looked at the blurry figure before him, holding her wrist tightly, his voice husky and vague, “Don’t go…”

Tang Xi pursed her lips.

The woman lightly lowered her eyes, “You must be delirious from the fever…

I am Tang Xi, not Su ngshu.”

She tried hard to pull her hand away, but the more she tried, the tighter he gripped.

His hand was burning with fever, Tang Xi frowned, looking at his uncomfortable and drowsy appearance, did he really like Su ngshu that much?

To this extent…

his fever spiked to 40 degrees and he was out of his senses, yet he still longed for Su ngshu to stay by his side and not leave…

Then she really was a bad woman, breaking such a good match.

Tang Xi forcefully withdrew her hand, she stuffed the antipyretics into the man’s mouth and flushed it down with two sips of water before leaving.

In the living room, Tang Xi turned on the TV.

Absent-mindedly flipping through so variety shows and dramas.

She knew she couldn’t get caught up in Fu Tingzhou’s emotional vortex anymore.

Now, she even hoped that Fu Tingzhou would marry the so-called Shu family heiress, so she could be free from all this.

There was no love left between them, only unending grievances.

Tang Xi watched the boring variety show and fell asleep on the sofa.

Fu Tingzhou opened his eyes at seven in the evening, feeling a painful soreness all over, he couldn’t help but frown and force himself to sit up, his head dizzy.

At this mont, his whole body was soaked in sweat, his black shirt sticking to him as he got out of bed unsteadily.

Seeing Tang Xi lying on the sofa, his eyes showed a trace of relief.

He walked over, seeing her sound asleep, Fu Tingzhou could not bear to disturb her, so he took a blanket and covered her with it.

Tang Xi woke up, looking at him.

She sat up, “How are you?

There are dicines in the dicine cabinet, and there is also a thermoter.

Forehead thermoters might have errors, I suggest using a rcury thermoter to check.”

Fu Tingzhou simply said, “I’m fine.”

He looked at Tang Xi, “Are you hungry?

Have you had dinner yet?”

It was then that Tang Xi rembered that the housekeeper was away for a couple of days due to personal matters.

She stood up, “I’ll go cook sothing, you rest first.”

It wasn’t right to let a sick person cook.

“Your hand is injured, let do it,” Fu Tingzhou said, walking to the kitchen ahead of her.

The design here featured a combined dining and living area, with a semi-open kitchen, so Tang Xi sitting on the sofa could clearly see the man busily moving around in the kitchen.

This man, clearly does not like her, it’s just about possession, satisfying his own physical needs and…

his need to control.

Why put on such a full act.

Tang Xi took out her phone and ordered takeout.

When Fu Tingzhou brought two bowls of noodles he had cooked, Tang Xi’s takeout had just arrived.

Tang Xi coughed awkwardly, she hadn’t expected, with him having a fever, that he would actually prepare dinner…

and the timing of this takeout, it was too coincidental, just as Fu Tingzhou served two bowls of noodles, the takeout arrived.

Even more coincidentally, her takeout, was beef noodles.

The air was silent for a few seconds, Tang Xi took the takeout and started eating with her head down, forgetting to ntion that she didn’t want chili.

She choked on the first bite.

She kept coughing until a glass of water was handed over.

Without thinking about anything else, Tang Xi imdiately took two sips to stop the coughing.

Her lips were red from the spiciness.

Holding the glass in her palm, she quietly looked up at the man sitting opposite her, currently eating the tomato and egg noodles elegantly, it looked…

quite delicious.

His cooking was very good.

What surprised Tang Xi was that…

he didn’t bla her, instead, he even poured water for her?

And it seed, he wasn’t upset about her ordering takeout either.

This was different from the controlling and cold man she had imagined…

After dinner, Tang Xi sat on the sofa watching an Arican TV show.

Fu Tingzhou had just gotten a bit better and was dealing with so business matters, it seed like there was so issue with the Fu Corporation?

Sitting on the sofa with a pillow, Tang Xi could hear him talking on the phone.

It seed like there was sothing about Shu family?

She returned to the bedroom, the air carrying a slight indistinct sll of blood.

The woman frowned.

Her gaze fell on the clothes lying in the laundry basket next to the washing machine, among them was the ash-gray shirt Fu Tingzhou had changed out of, with visible bloodstains on it.

She frowned deeply and went to the study, looking at Fu Tingzhou sitting on the couch, rubbing his temples as if he was annoyed while talking to soone on the phone.

She bit her lip slightly, then asked after he hung up the phone, “Are you…

hurt?

There’s a first aid kit here.”

With that, Tang Xi tightly held the first aid kit in her hand.