211 Chapter 213, Headache Accompanied by High Fever

Shu Xin hugged her arm, as if trembling, "I... I'll change my clothes first..."

"OK."

Shu Xin closed the door, regained her calm expression, went to the bathroom and changed into a tight black miniskirt, and then dialed Li Yang's number.

The phone rang once and the other party connected. Li Yang's worried voice came through the current, "Did the police come in time? Are you okay? Has he done anything wrong to you?"

Shu Xin enjoys this feeling of being cared for. In her last life, after she severed ties with her father who was the only one who cared and loved her, there was no one who really cared about her.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Shu Xin's mouth, and her voice was full of joy, and she answered his questions seriously one by one, "The police came just in time, I'm fine, and he didn't do anything wrong to me."

"That's good." The tone on the other end became much more relaxed, "I've got it done here too, I'll wait for you at the door of the bar."

Shu Xin tugged at the miniskirt unaccustomed, "I'm going to the police station to make a statement, it's late now, you go back, and we'll go see Zhang Wenhai tomorrow with our things."

It was almost twelve o'clock when Shu Xin completed the transcript at the police station.

Walking out of the police station, she saw Song Li walking towards her.

"Miss Shu, Master Wu is waiting for you in the car." Song Li frowned subconsciously when he saw Shu Xin's attire and clothes.

Shu Xin blinked, what was Uncle Wu waiting for her so late? In the next moment, he realized that when he was at the company today, he said that she couldn't find out the truth about Tong Wenbin, and he would take the responsibility together with her. He should have come to ask her about Tong Wenbin's case, right?

Thinking about this, Shu Xin stepped down the stairs, preparing to walk towards the Rolls Royce across the road.

"Miss Shu, wait a minute." Song Li chased after her.

"What's wrong?" Shu Xin stopped walking and asked.

Song Li hesitated for a few seconds, "Fifth Master is in a bad mood today."

"...Oh, thank you, Secretary Song, for reminding me."

"Fifth Master is also very unwell." Song Li added.

Shu Xin shrank slightly, "What's wrong with Uncle Wu? Do you have a headache?"

Song Li's brows and eyes were full of worry and anxiety, "Headache accompanied by high fever."

high fever?

Shu Xin's heart tightened suddenly, and she hurried towards the car. For the first time, Shu Xin opened the back door without any hesitation and got in.

Inside the car, the man Xin's long body was leaning back on the back seat, his profile was deep and three-dimensional, his expression was indifferent and cold, exuding an aura of abstinence, sitting there quietly, giving people a sense of inviolability.

But at this time, Shu Xin's heart was completely filled with worry, and the fear and fear of approaching in the past had disappeared.

Shu Xin called softly, "Uncle Wu."

The man's slightly closed eyes did not open, as if he didn't hear.

He won't faint from the fever, will he?

As Shu Xin thought about it, she had already sat beside Huo Yanqing, and stretched out her hand to cover his broad forehead. There was a scalding heat in her palm, why did it burn so badly?

Shu Xin turned around and wanted to get out of the car and asked Song Li, why didn't he go to the hospital when he was so ill, why did he come to the police station in the middle of the night? Is the body important or Tong Wenbin's case?

It's just that before her hand touched the car door, someone pulled her shoulder. The next second, a strong masculine breath hit her face.

Shu Xin looked at the man who suddenly pressed her on the car seat, and couldn't say enough to scare her, "Five...uncle five..."