"Qiao Qiao!" Zuo Shilou called out in panic, but he was weak all over and the sound was not loud.
He moved his body and tried to hug Qiao Yun, but only his upper body could move. His legs had no strength at all and could not support him at all.
Zuo Shilou propped himself up with his hands and sat up, looking at his legs angrily. But the more important thing now was Qiao Yun who suddenly fell unconscious...
Qiao Yun's face was flushed red, and even the exposed skin on her body was red, looking a little scary.
Qiao Yun's body exuded a slightly higher temperature, and even the breath he exhaled was hot.
He has a fever......
Zuo Shilou was extremely angry. Why didn't he find out earlier? Is there any way... He had to call someone to take Qiao Qiao to the hospital.
It was really hateful. Why couldn't he stand up? This leg...why couldn't he stand up? Why didn't he cover Qiao Qiao with a blanket last night...
Zuo Shilou pursed his lips, hugged Qiao Yun tightly, and his eyes fell on the mobile phone beside Qiao Yun.
He took the phone, unlocked it with Qiao Yun's fingerprint, found a number in the recent calls that were marked "Nursing Auntie", and dialed it.
Zuo Shilou was extremely anxious. When he heard the phone notification tone, he felt that time was passing very slowly.
The call was quickly connected, and a middle-aged woman's voice came out slowly: "Young Master, what's the matter? I'm still making breakfast, please wait a moment..."
"Hurry up and bring someone in! Qiao Qiao has a fever and is unconscious!" Zuo Shilou interrupted quickly, his voice a little hoarse, unable to hide his anxiety.
Hearing a strange voice, the nurse was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: "I will bring someone over right away, sir, don't worry."
After hanging up the phone, she quickly called for a few male servants who were in the villa.
When the servant pushed open the door, he was surprised to see a man sitting on the bed, holding someone tightly in his arms. The unconscious boy was their young master.
The awakening of the other master who had been in a coma for a month and a half shocked everyone, and they did not move for a while.
"What are you standing there for?" Seeing everyone standing stiffly at the door, Zuo Shilou frowned and said dissatisfiedly.
Only then did they come to their senses. One person carried Qiao Yun on his back, and several servants helped him down the stairs.
At this time, the nurse came up hurriedly, holding a folding wheelchair in her hand. She placed the wheelchair beside the bed and said to Zuo Shilou, "Sir, let's go to the hospital with us. He finally woke up, so we still need to go to the hospital for a check-up."
Zuo Shilou pursed his lips, nodded, and pushed himself onto the wheelchair with both hands, somewhat awkwardly.
He had never sat in a wheelchair while awake, so this was a very novel experience. But if possible, he really didn't want to sit in a wheelchair, he wanted to carry Qiao Qiao downstairs himself.
It's just that this weak leg is really uncomfortable.
After a little adaptation, Zuo Shilou quickly learned how to use the wheelchair. With the help of the caregiver, Zuo Shilou also got into the wheelchair.
The car drove quickly towards the hospital.
Zuo Shilou sat in the car, feeling dazed as if he had returned to the time when the car accident happened.
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The Gentle Beauty of the Disabled Boss
RomanceNoted this story is not mine, this is an MTL version. This is for offline purposes only. If you want to see the raw version you can check it on the link below. Link: https://www.dmxs.org/cycs/10781.html Title: 残疾大佬的娇软美人 Author: 安稚 / An Zhi Introduct...