Chapter 860 I Want You to Die of Disease

Bang bang.

Ye Jiao closed the door and locked it, walked up to Yun Ci, and said, "How do you want me to help you?"

Yun Ci put the book aside casually, looked up at Ye Jiao, and said slowly: "First, help me to faint Mu Chenbi, and second, help me get a computer. As for the third point, wait until next time." I'll tell you when you come over."

Ye Jiao showed puzzled eyes: "That's all?"

Yun Ci nodded: "Well, these are enough."

"Okay, you wait."

Ye Jiao turned and left the room.

This short conversation is over.

Mu Chenbi's fever subsided, and the fever subsided again. It was like this over and over again. It was not until the third day that the situation stabilized.

In the early morning, Ye Jiao walked into Mu Chenbi's room, just in time to see her subordinates holding documents and reporting to Mu Chenbi.

Putting on his coat, Mu Chenbi sat on the bed, covered his lips and coughed twice, with a hoarse voice: "Well, let's do it like this."

The subordinate took the documents and left the room. Ye Jiao walked over and put the medicine and water aside. Seeing that Mu Chenbi was coughing badly, she felt a little uneasy, and said, "Should I ask the doctor to see you again?"

Mu Chenbi shook his head, suddenly looked up at Ye Jiao, and asked, "Have you gone to see her?"

Ye Jiao's heart skipped a beat, and she began to feel guilty. She knew that she couldn't escape Mu Chenbi's eyes when she lied, so she simply admitted it.

"Yes, I scolded her."

Mu Chenbi looked at Ye Jiao, he didn't seem to intend to blame her, he should have guessed that she would say that, he just asked: "What is she doing?"

Ye Jiao answered angrily: "What can she do, eat and sleep, read books, bask in the sun, and even draw on paper when she's bored."

"She..." Mu Chenbi hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help asking: "Did she ask me?"

Ye Jiao shook her head.

The answer should have been in his expectation.

Ye Jiao agreed to Yun Ci's deal, but there was no movement for several days, and Yun Ci was not in a hurry, and still lived a normal life every day.

A week later, I met Mu Chenbi.

Since the serious illness, he became even thinner, his face was sickly pale, and he would cough twice from time to time.

He walked to the bed, thought about it, and sat down a little further away from Yun Ci, as if he was afraid of infecting her with a cold, and only had a pair of eyes full of nostalgia, staring straight at Yun Ci.

Yun Ci was annoyed by the look, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said coldly: "Are you here to ask me for accountability? Don't ask, I'm just torturing you."

Mu Chenbi laughed softly: "I haven't said anything yet."

Yun Ci looked away and still ignored him.

Mu Chenbi smiled and asked again: "A Ci, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Yun Ci replied indifferently: "I miss you dying of illness."

Mu Chenbi was still smiling, as if he had gotten used to Yun Ci's poisonous tongue.

The room was silent for a few seconds, and Yunci said impatiently, "Aren't you leaving yet? I'm going to bed."

"Okay." Mu Chenbi stood up, walked in front of Yun Ci, paused for a moment, then stretched out a hand, stroked Yun Ci's head lightly, and said softly, "See you tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Yun Ci looked at Mu Chenbi's leaving back, and said coldly, "See you again."

Mu Chenbi came out of Yunci's room and went straight to the study. He sat down at the desk, and the documents in his hand were almost piled up like a mountain.

He had just opened the file when there was a knock on the door.