Gu Qingcheng threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and the sparks came into contact with water, making a slight hissing sound before extinguishing instantly.

  The sliding door of the bathroom was not fully closed, leaving a gap, and the water in the room came out from inside.

  Fang Shu's guess was correct, the water wasn't turned off, and it was gushing down, Yang Fu Xiao was indeed in the bathtub, his naked body bobbing up and down, with his arms resting on the edge of the tub.

  However, there was no expected hot steam in the bathroom, but rather a bit chilly.

  Yang's black long hair was completely scattered in the water, floating and entwining like black aquatic plants, forming a sharp contrast with her pure white naked body.

  Fang Shu coughed lightly and stopped in his tracks, incidentally blocking the deputy manager who was about to follow him from behind.

  Gu Qingcheng took three steps forward, one hand reached out to touch Yang Wuxiao's forehead, while the other hand touched the water temperature, which was icy cold.

  "Yang Wu Xiao!"

  Yang Mo Xiao breathed slowly, somewhat weakly. After hearing the call, his eyelids moved slightly. The light outside projected onto his retina, adapting to the brightness. He muttered two words in his mouth.

  Gu Qingcheng pulled a towel from behind to wrap around her naked body, embracing her waist and carrying her horizontally out of the bathroom.

  The deputy manager outside was a bit nervous, after all, this was the big boss's noble guest. Liang Yufan had repeatedly reminded him before, and now that something like this had happened, even though he had been through many storms, he was still a little flustered at this critical moment.

  Compared to Fang Shu, he was much calmer and had already called the driver to wait outside. He turned around, packed a set of Yang Fuxiao's clothes into a bag, and when he turned back, Gu Qingcheng had already carried Yang Fuxiao out.

  Fang Shu took a step forward, "The car is waiting downstairs."

  "Good."

  Fang Shu sent Gu Qingcheng into the car and stuffed the bag of clothes in his hand into the car, "These are Miss Yang's clothes."

  Gu Qingcheng took over and raised his head, "Do you know how to deal with the aftermath?"

  "I know."

  Yang Moxiao didn't know how long she had been soaking in the bath, her body was cold, but on the contrary, her forehead was burning fiercely. The driver in front shook up the partition between the front and rear seats, Gu Qingcheng pulled off the towel wrapped around Yang Moxiao's body, poured out the clothes Fang Shu had just prepared, and put them on her. His fingers touched her smooth, icy skin, and he couldn't help but use a little more force. By the time they were almost at the hospital, she was already covered in a cold sweat.

  Gu Qingcheng's movements were rough and didn't show any tenderness, Yang Fuxiao was also woken up by the commotion, half-opening her eyes with a dazed gaze.

  Gu Qingcheng felt her body temperature and it was also high fever.

  Yang stroked his hand and suddenly hooked around Gu Qingcheng's little finger, calling out: "Mu Hang."

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes locked onto Yang Fuxiao's face, getting closer and closer, "What did you say?"

  Yang Mo Xiao's eyes had a hint of a smile, and he suddenly raised his hand, his index finger gently stroking the center of his brow. "Xu Mu Huang, I said Xu Mu Huang, you've finally appeared in my dreams."

  Others say that after a person dies, they will definitely appear in the dreams of those closest to them. However, for three years, Xu Muhuang had never appeared in her dreams, and Yang Fuxiao once thought that Xu Muhuang's closest person was not her, and she was disheartened for a long time.

  Gu Qingcheng chuckled and directly reached out to pinch Yang Fuxiao's face, leaving a fingerprint mark. He leaned in, grasped her chin, and said, "Take another closer look."