From that day on, Zong Zhenghuang and Yun Tianyue began to avoid seeing each other.

Early in the morning, he would wake up early. Drive to the company, so that at breakfast time, he will not show up at the table, maybe she can eat a few more pieces of bread and drink more milk. I have my own, but I'm afraid that my appetite won't be too good.

Sitting in his office, his mind was groggy. The words on the document seemed to be flying randomly, and they couldn't be read clearly.

Closing his eyes, he leaned back in his chair. Motionless for a long time.

Several times Wang Ke came in and placed the papers on the table. Then he quietly withdrew, always worried.

When Zong Zhenghuang woke up, he saw that it was already ten o'clock. Reach out and touch ~ touch the door of the brain, it's a little burning, do you have a fever? It's been a long time since I've been sick, and I've almost forgotten what it's like to be sick.

Standing up in his chair, he reached out and dialed the inside line.

"Wang Ke, let Yang Xu come over. I seem to be sick. After a brief explanation, he went straight to the office suite. Collapsed on the bed~ with his hands on his eyes, blocking the faint light. Harsh, uncomfortable.

Yang Xu is on call twenty-four hours a day, and he is simply sold~ to the Zongzheng family. Early in the morning, I checked Chu Rao's recovery at the house, and just after I went out, Wang Ke called to Hengguang Mansion with a phone call.

In Yang Xu's memory, Zong Zhenghuang is an extremely self-disciplined, strict person, with extremely high requirements for himself, the best food and clothing, and this kind of thing is incredible to Huang Shao. If it weren't for the scars from his previous injuries, maybe his skin would be better than that of a woman now.

Take the elevator and go straight up to the top floor. Wang Ke was already waiting at the door.

"Come in, I don't think Huang Shao looks good today." Wang Ke pulled Yang Xu and was about to go into the office.

"Oops, I won't die for a while. Kiss one first......" Yang Xu bent down slightly and handed his cheek over.

Wang Ke chuckled in his heart, nervous and shy, although he did not meet the regulations. But he still stood on tiptoe and kissed him, "You go in, there is something to find me." ”

"You said that if we join forces, we will kill Huang. Is this company ours? Yang Xu joked as he spoke, squinting his eyes and thinking as if in revenge.

Hearing him say this, Wang Ke chuckled in his heart. The expression on his face was a little unnatural, "You go in quickly." ”

"Wait for me, since Zong Zhenghuang is not feeling well today. I'm sure you'll get off work early~" Yang Xu blinked, pushed the door straight open and went in.

Arriving at his suite, the room was a little hot. As soon as Yang Xu entered, he was irritable and fried. While taking off the suit on ~ his body, he threw it aside.

At this time, Zong Zhenghuang opened his eyes slightly, "What are you doing without your clothes?" The tone was very cautious and serious.

Yang Xu rolled his eyes slightly, "Do you think I'm going to do something?" Very helpless, annoyed to aggravate the pronunciation of the word gan.

"No, you don't dare to give you a hundred guts. But I'm sick now. Zong Zhenghuang squinted, his expression was very dangerous.

"Don't worry... I don't even play with you from the palace! Yang Xu gritted his teeth, his eyes shining fiercely.

Kneeling on one knee, he pulled Zong Zhenghuang's shirt and shoved an electronic thermometer under his armpit.

"Clamp it and take it out in five minutes."

"Isn't five minutes too short?" Zong Zhenghuang's eyes were misty, and he matched this weak and slightly aggrieved voice.

Yang Xu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he couldn't wait to pick up his paws and grab a chessboard for Zong Zhenghuang's face. But he was a doctor, and his ethics and quality were extremely high, and he exhaled deeply, with a gentle and kind smile on his face as if he were a dying patient.

"Good... Wait for the injection. ”

Zong Zhenghuang instantly closed his eyes and stopped talking, and took an injection...

The body temperature was measured out, thirty-nine degrees. With a high fever, Yang Xu looked at the thermometer, frowned and worried, "Hurry up with the injection, cool down physically, and then take some medicine." It should be fine. ”

Yang Xu said and opened the medicine box and adjusted the medicine. He inhaled the needle, and then walked in front of Zong Zhenghuang.

"Get down and take off ~ pants."

"Do you have to fart~ shares?" Zong Zhenghuang frowned, very resistant.

"It works well, pout it quickly." Yang Xu approached impatiently. The alcohol cotton ball in his hand is no longer clamped.

Although Zong Zhenghuang's face was red~ moist, his face was very cold. "Don't think about it."

Yang Xu only wanted to interject for a while~ Forget it. "The arm is the arm, but the effect is relatively poor, you think about it."

"Hit your shot, that's a lot of nonsense."

Zong Zhenghuang struggled, because the fever was not very clear. Take off your shirt and toss it aside, stretching out your arms. Perennial exercise, fitness, muscles are still strong.

With his head down, he wiped the alcohol cotton ball for disinfection. I saw the blood vessels and beat them down for a while.

He was speechless the whole time, and didn't say anything.

After the injection, Yang Xu went to the bathroom and soaked ~ a towel and brought it. handed it to Zong Zhenghuang, "Wipe it, you are covered in sweat." If you're like this, do you want Tianyue to know? ”

"Don't...!" Zong Zhenghuang stopped with a little nervousness.

"Why are you doing this? Why force yourself when you're sick? Yang Xu twisted his eyebrows, his face was very ugly. I really can't figure it out, love each other but torture each other. Snake spirit disease! ”

Yang Xu complained babblingly, but Zong Zhenghuang only closed his eyes and couldn't listen to a word.

"I'll get some sleep, and you can go." Zong Zhenghuang buried himself in the quilt. He was sweating all over his body, but he was shivering with cold. And so on, entanglement comes and goes.

Yang Xu left with the medicine box, and when he walked outside the door, he still couldn't help but send a text message to Yun Tianyue.

"He's sick and feverish, in the constant light office." Only convey the message, it is her business whether to come or not. Yang Xu put away his phone and walked out.

"How's it going?" Wang Ke asked nervously, it has been so long to go in, it has been time to get off work.

"Got the injection, it's fine. You don't have to guard here anymore, let's go..."Yang Xu stretched out his hand to hold Wang Ke's soft waist~ limbs.

"But Huang Shao has no one to take care of... What if there are three long and two short? ”

"Someone will come later, don't worry." The smile on Yang Xu's lips instantly made her understand.

After cleaning up slightly, she followed Yang Xu away.

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The phone rang, and Yun Tianyue glanced at the text message. I groaned in my heart, he was sick? He rarely gets sick, why did he suddenly have a fever?

I wanted to see it, and the first thought that came to my heart was to be by his side immediately, to see him, to take care of him.

But I can't pull down my face, I can't let go of my ridiculous dignity. She struggled inwardly for a long, long time, from twelve o'clock to two o'clock.

In the end, gritting her teeth, she went straight to Hengguang. What dignity, what ridiculously reserved. If he has a little bit of three strengths and two weaknesses, he can't make up for this regret.

At the same time, another person was also quietly rushing to Hengguang.