Chapter 1143 Why Can’t I (3)

And his expression towards her was a little cold at first, then he became gentle towards her, and the look in his eyes seemed to have a doting taste.

Wait, wait, wait, it came to mind.

Anil was stunned, her fingers touched his lips, and found that his lips were slightly opening and closing, as if he was talking.

"Ye Sijue, what do you want to say?" She lowered her head, trying to hear his voice clearly.

However, there was nothing.

He seemed to just move his mouth, and did not make any sound.

But she just felt that he seemed to have something to say.

The words he wanted to say to her before he fainted flashed in her mind.

He said, "Do you blame me for never saying that to you?"

That sentence...

Anil pursed her lips, her eyes were wet.

She reached out and touched Ye Sijue's cheek, bent down to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you have something else to say to me? Ye Sijue, please wake up soon, okay? I want to hear you, I want to hear it now, don't you sleep, okay?"

Chris's eyes sank slightly, turned his head to look at the doctor, and gave him a signaling look.

The doctor thought for a moment and pretended to be enlightened, saying, "I've thought of another way to reduce the fever. Go and prepare some alcohol. The more the better."

After giving the order to the servants, the doctor walked over to Anil and said to her, "Miss Anil, you may need to leave for a while."

"Why?" Anil raised her head with reluctance on her face.

"This... I need to wipe the patient's whole body with alcohol, so I need to take off his clothes. It's not very convenient for you to be here..."

"I..." Anil subconsciously wanted to say that it was okay, but the etiquette she learned since childhood prevented her from saying it.

Chris coaxed her, "Just be good and let the doctor treat him. You are here, which will only hinder the doctor. Don't you want him to get better quickly? If he continues to have a fever, it may turn into pneumonia or something like that, which will be very serious."

No matter how reluctant Anil was, she had to leave after hearing him say that.

"Let's go. You can have some hot soup. I think he doesn't want to see you sick when he wakes up." Chris stepped forward, held her shoulders, and pulled her out.

Annelle looked back frequently, and although she hesitated, she was led out of the room by Chris.

She walked downstairs, and the door closed behind her.

When they reached the restaurant on the first floor, Chris walked over with his arm around her, pulled out a chair for her to sit down like a gentleman, and then motioned to the servants to bring her hot soup to drive away the cold.

Annelle had no appetite at all, and shook her head and said, "I really don't want to drink."

Ye Sijue was still unconscious, and she was worried to death, so how could she have an appetite to eat.

"Drink a little, just as if you are drinking with me, okay?" Chris' voice was gentle, but his attitude was so tough that people could not refuse, and he raised his hand to signal the servants to bring it up.

Annelle looked down at the bowl, and the soup was steaming, which made people feel very warm.

"Annelle, drink quickly, or do you want me to feed you?" Chris said, staring at her, as if he would really do it if she refused to obey.

Annelle certainly understood him. Chris seemed gentle, but when he wanted you to do something, you'd better obey.

After hesitating for two seconds, she picked up the bowl and drank it slowly.

Chris watched her finish the drink and then expressed his satisfaction.