"What's her name?"

"It seems to be called...... Yaoyao!"

Yaoyao?!

Yin Jingyi chewed these two words carefully, tapped his fingertips on the table a few times, and asked, "Can you find out where she went to school?"

"Imperial Capital!"

As long as the person is within the scope of the imperial capital, it will be easy to find!

"Help me find her as soon as possible. ”

"Good!"

……

Zhuang Feiyang lay in bed all day, and when he woke up, it was already dark.

His throat was so dry and hoarse, his head was very heavy, and he reached out to check the time with his mobile phone, but he rolled off the bed with a cup......

"Hmmm......"

His forehead hit the foot of the bed, his head became even more dizzy, and he slowly got up from the ground, a little unable to tell what night it was.

The faint light came in from outside, and she rubbed the corners of her sore brows, the hot temperature making her heart start.

It's time for her to go to the hospital!

Her body has always been weird, once she has a cold and fever, she doesn't go to get an injection and take medicine immediately, but I'm afraid that she won't even be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

Downstairs, Yin Jingyi sat in the car, looking up at the window, smoking quietly.

The light in the window turned on and off, glanced at the time, and was about to leave, when suddenly a staggering figure walked out of the stairwell.

He squinted and saw that it was his little secretary.

What is she doing when she's out so late?

The black light was blinding, and a street lamp was overhead, Zhuang Feiyang only knew that he was going to the hospital, but he didn't know where to go at all.

There is no rental, and you have to go out of the alley to get a taxi.

Walking to the entrance of the alley with his memory, he was so lightheaded that he couldn't see the road clearly, and he stumbled forward and fell......

"Secretary Zhuang?"

Yin Jingyi hugged her, her body was soft, her body was very hot, and there was a bruised redness and swelling on her forehead, and his voice tightened unconsciously.

"Are you sick?"

The familiar voice woke Zhuang Feiyang up, and opened his eyes in a daze, only to see his face hanging in front of him, his thick eyebrows frowning, as if he was worried.

Her heart moved, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and touch his face, and murmured the name in her dream.

"Jingyi...... Scenery...... Yi ......"

The simple two words made Yin Jingyi's heart flutter fiercely, and a certain string in his heart seemed to be fluctuating, and he "ding" fiercely.

Forty degrees, tonsil inflammation, severe cold, a little later, it is estimated that I will go to the emergency room!

Yin Jingyi stared at the sleeping woman tightly, her face was white and pure, setting off the abnormal flush, like a lotus flower that had just grown in the mud.

The powder is tender and tender, and it is not stained with dust!

Is this really his dark-skinned, unattractive secretary who keeps his head down all day?

"Hmmm......"

The person on the bed suddenly muttered, breaking Yin Jingyi's thoughts, looked at her, and asked, "How are you?"

"Hmm...... Pain...... Cold ......"

The fever has reached 40 degrees, and I don't know how long it has been burning, can it hurt?

Cold?

Yin Jingyi's brows furrowed, and he simply turned the temperature of the room to twenty-seven degrees, but Zhuang Feiyang still curled up tightly and trembled.

The little face is wrinkled together, the black frame that I usually wear is gone, and the small face seems to be real.

"Cold ......"

Yin Jingyi had no choice, so in the end she could only take off her shoes, get into the quilt with her, hugged her, and she even took the initiative to get into his arms.

The familiar movements seemed to have been done a thousand times, Yin Jingyi felt uncomfortable, but it didn't seem to be so uncomfortable.

The hand patted her on the back, and with a glance, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the red mark on her neck......