Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 2257: Chapter 2257: Still Retaining Her Warmth

When he said this, Jian Yufei became even more worried about him.

”What’s wrong with you, exactly?” she asked anxiously.

”Can we not talk about it?”

”No!” Jian Yufei refused fiercely, and tears fell from her eyes.

Ruan Tianling raised his hand to wipe her tears: ”Don’t cry. If you’re angry, just hit me. Don’t cry so easily.”

”What happened to your hand?!” She grabbed his hand.

There was a bloodstain on the back of Ruan Tianling’s hand, and quite a bit of blood had flowed.

But by now the blood had already dried.

Ruan Tianling nonchalantly smiled and said, ”It’s just a small injury. It’s nothing.”

Jian Yufei knew he must have rushed out too hastily and forgot to pull the needle out, causing this.

Then, she noticed he was barefoot.

His clothes were also disheveled.

Ruan Tianling always paid great attention to his appearance and rarely looked so disheveled.

His current state was all because of her.

Jian Yufei tenderly supported him to sit on a nearby bench, ”You too, why are you not wearing shoes? The temperature isn’t high, your body hasn’t recovered yet, what if your condition worsens?”

”I’m not that weak.”

Jian Yufei glared at him: ”Not weak? Then how did you end up with a high fever and unconscious?”

”...”

Jian Yufei took the scarf off her neck, folded it, and placed it under his feet: ”Step on this.”

Ruan Tianling obediently stepped on it, the scarf was very soft and still retained some of her warmth.

Ruan Tianling’s feet felt a bit warmer, and his heart felt even warmer.

”Sister-in-law, is there anything you need help with?” Sang Li asked sensibly, stepping forward.

Jian Yufei stood up and said, ”Could you please bring Ruan Tianling’s shoes and coat?”

”Sister-in-law, please don’t say ’please’. I’ll have someone bring them immediately!” Sang Li hurriedly instructed a hooligan to go upstairs to fetch the items.

Ruan Tianling pulled Jian Yufei to sit on his lap.

Jian Yufei fidgeted uncomfortably.

”Don’t move, let me hold you; it’ll be warmer.”

Jian Yufei indeed stopped moving.

Ruan Tianling felt relieved that she wasn’t pursuing the matter of what he had done.

He searched for a topic to divert her attention: ”Where’s Mi Sha? Why haven’t I seen her?”

”She said she had some matters to attend to and will be back later.”

”What matters does she have to attend to?”

”She didn’t say. It’s her personal business anyway.”

”Oh.” Ruan Tianling paused, then asked, ”How long was I unconscious?”

”I don’t know either. On the plane, when I woke up, I found you had fallen unconscious. Then Sang Li contacted a friend in America, and we landed at his private airport and took you to the hospital. You had been lying there for less than an hour before you woke up.”

Saying this, Jian Yufei reached out to touch his forehead, discovering he still had a slight fever.

”Are you cold?” she asked.

”With you holding me, I’m not cold.” He said coyly.

Jian Yufei smiled and punched him lightly. She saw that Sang Li had come back with the items so quickly.

She quickly got up and took the shoes and coat from his hands.

”Hurry up and put them on.”

After tossing the coat to Ruan Tianling, she bent over to help him put on his shoes.

”I can do it myself,” Ruan Tianling said hastily.

”Don’t move!” Jian Yufei lifted one of his feet, wiped the dirt off with the scarf, and then slipped the slippers on him.

Ruan Tianling had already put on his coat; seeing her taking such meticulous care of him, his gaze turned very gentle.

After helping him with his shoes, Jian Yufei folded the scarf, planning to wash it to use again.

”Throw it away. I’ll have someone buy you more,” he said.