Chapter 1185: You should be glad to meet me (3)

Ji Shaoheng looked back, Shen Youran came down the stairs slowly, he gave Yan Hao a look, Yan Hao retreated.
Walking down the last step, Shen Youran asked, "Why am I here?"
Ji Shaoheng looked at her and fell on her feet: "What's wrong with your feet?"
"Well." She said lightly, staring at her eyes, "Answering my question just now."
Ji Shaoheng motioned to her to sit, her lips curled up unconsciously to draw a beautiful arc: "You should be glad to meet me, or you might be dead now."
Shen Youran walked over and sat down, she only remembered that she was asleep in the car, and did not know the rest of the time.
She asked suspiciously: "Someone hurt me?"
Ji Shaoheng originally had an appointment with someone for bowling today. When the two cars staggered, they saw Shen Youran in the taxi.
Originally, I wanted to ask her what happened to Shen Xiaoke, so she went to Yan Hao and followed. Then the taxi went more and more wrong, and the route went outside.
He let Yan Hao overtaking and stopped her before saving her.
Under his pressure, the taxi driver admitted that someone had given him money to take Shen Youran to the suburbs, and he didn't know what to do.
Ji Shaoheng hooked his lips: "Think about it, did you offend anyone after you came back?"
Shen Youran looked down and pondered. After she came back this time, her focus was on work. As for who offended her, she really didn't know.
To say offense, that is to take a picture of Shen Xiaoke, but Shen Xiaoke is still locked up, it is impossible to come out to do strange things.
Ji Shaoheng walked over and brewed her a cup of instant coffee: "Only this one, drink it?"
She politely refused: "White water, thank you."
Ji Shaoheng raised his eyebrows, left the coffee for himself, and poured her a glass of boiled water again. After sitting down, he said, "Did you think of it?"
She shook her head silently.
Ji Shaoheng reminded: "Be careful when going out."
"Have you eaten here?" Although she was sick and tasteless, she hadn't eaten anything since last night, and she had a pantothenic empty stomach.
This is Ji Shaoheng's private villa. He rarely comes over, even without kitchenware, let alone food.
"What do you want to eat? I asked Yan Hao to buy it."
She spit out two words lightly: "White porridge."
Ji Shaoheng frowned, and there was no usual recklessness on his face. He looked at her seriously: "No wonder you are so thin, you just like to eat white porridge. No, change something else."
Hearing Ji Ershao speak to her in an overbearing tone, I guess this guy's young master has committed another illness.
The corner of her mouth pulled out a warm arc: "I'm sick, I just want to eat white porridge."
Ji Shaoheng looked up at her and asked, "What's sick?"
"Fever." As soon as her words fell, she saw Ji Shaoheng stepped forward and raised her hand to touch her forehead. She patted his hand: "Last night has gone."
"Did you go out when you were sick?" Ji Shaoheng frowned slightly, dissatisfied with her behavior.
"I came home from the hospital." Shen Youran held the drinking glass, squinted, and paused again, "I took the medicine before."
Ji Shaoheng patted his forehead, and his face suddenly realized: "I said, why did you sleep so deeply, I thought the company was abusing you and didn't let you rest for days and nights."
When he took her out of the taxi, she didn't wake up, and took her back to hug upstairs, and she didn't wake up either.