Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle
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Chapter 1553: The Wen Yan Couple (88)

After Wen Ruoshui returned to China, she became busy.

Yan Yuanfei’s physical condition was very strange. Other than every time his illness acted up, he was no different from an ordinary person. Whether it was eating, sleeping, or working, it did not affect him at all.

He was a man of his word. Every time his illness acted up, he did not hide it from her. He would get Yu Bo to inform her, which also gave her a lot of relief. What she was most afraid of was that he would shoulder everything alone.

On Sunday afternoon, Wen Ruoshui rested and left before noon. She packed Yan Yuanfei’s favorite food and prepared to go over to give him a surprise.

It had been a busy time. The two of them hadn’t eaten together in a week.

The people around Yan Yuanfei all knew Wen Ruoshui. When they saw her coming, they respectfully led the way. “Miss Wen, please come in. Sir has just finished a meeting and is resting.”

“Thank you.” Wen Ruoshui walked to the door and did not see Yu Bo guarding it. Afraid of disturbing his rest, she did not knock and gently pushed the door open.

The office was empty. No one was there.

There were sounds in the bathroom next door. The man’s low, suppressed coughs were heard. They were each more serious than the last, as if he were trying to cough out his heart and lungs.

Wen Ruoshui’s eyes suddenly narrowed. She nervously put down the things in her hand and walked over.

Was he having another attack? Why hadn’t he told her?

Just as she was about to push the door open and enter, she heard Yan Yuanfei’s voice coming from inside.

“Yu Bo.” Yan Yuanfei suppressed his cough. His breathing was very chaotic because of the violent cough. “Give me your phone.”

Yu Bo looked at him. “Sir, it’s better to tell Miss Wen. You can’t always keep her in the dark using work as an excuse. If she finds out, how are you going to explain yourself?”

Yan Yuanfei’s voice was very low and hoarse. “It’s not like I’m having a relapse. It’s just typhoid fever. Why should I tell her? I’m just making her worry.”

Yu Bo still wanted to say something, but after being glared at by him, he obediently handed the phone over. He braced himself and said fearlessly, “Isn’t it more important to tell Miss Wen?”

“She’s very busy.” Yan Yuanfei sighed softly and sent her a message. He said in a low voice, “My illness has already made her very worried. Don’t tell her about small matters.”

He didn’t even know how much longer he could stay in this state. How could he let her keep worrying about him and troubling her?

After he finished speaking, he sent the message. He clearly heard a familiar bell ring in the direction of the door. His eyes panicked for a moment, and a hint of helplessness flashed across them. He called out gently, “Shui Shui.”

This girl was afraid that he would not tell her if he had an attack. She often came to visit him.

Wen Ruoshui pushed open the door and looked at him interrogatively with red eyes. “You can hide it from me just because you’re sick with another illness?”

Yan Yuanfei’s face was a little weak and white, and his lips were abnormally pale. He smiled at her and said, “I was wrong. In the future, no matter what illness it is, I’ll tell you, okay?”

She had been concentrating on academic research. He was ill, and she had to be distracted by the thought of him taking care of him. It wasn’t a major illness, so why let her worry?

“What did you just say?” When Wen Ruoshui was angry, her expression was extremely calm. The angrier she was, the calmer she was.

“What I said just now doesn’t count.” Yan Yuanfei apologized and looked at her with a smile. “I packed some food. I haven’t eaten yet.”

“You still want to eat?” Wen Ruoshui drawled.