As the pioneer of the overseas filming of the TheTaeTiSeo program, Kang Zhichan was sitting in the cabin of flight K11 at this time. The massive body cut through the heavy clouds and swooped down towards LA International Airport. The clouds contain condensed but not falling water vapor, like a lead stone pressing on people's hearts, and the sunlight that accompanied it all the way suddenly disappeared when it approached LA.

Black clouds hung over the airport, like cold tones on a palette, painting the whole land gloomy and gloomy. Whether it's the flags flying high in the terminal or the ground workers in dark raincoats on the ground, there is an illusion of a Flemish depressive backdrop in such a scene.

Jiang Zhican withdrew his gaze from the porthole, and the pupils in his eyes were like faint ink, revealing a wail like frost grass.

It's America, here, he thought.

A certain emotion that had been tumbling in his heart since the beginning of boarding the plane, when the plane landed and "Moonlight Frontier" was played in the ceiling, it finally exploded, shaking his body and mind strongly and irrepressibly.

He lowered his body, his face turned pale, and raised his hand to cover his head. The entourage around her quickly called the flight attendant, who was a sweet and lovely lady, and after a capable inspection and a brief question, she made the move to call an ambulance.

Jiang Zhican waved his hand in surprise and refused, but the reply he received was that he was judged to be severely airsick and needed to go to the hospital immediately for corresponding treatment. Jiang Zhican felt dignified, but the depression in his heart and the weakness of his body at the moment made it difficult for him to make a strong statement. Seeing this, the staff of the program team around him comforted him for an eleven-hour long-distance flight, and for people who experienced it for the first time, motion sickness is normal, and there is no need to feel embarrassed.

"I'm really fine, just take a break." Jiang Zhican smiled bitterly.

"Minister Nim, the president asked me to be your assistant, and taking care of your body is one of my job responsibilities. You look like this now, why don't you listen to everyone's advice? The one who spoke was an employee who had just graduated and entered Xinbo, who was assigned by Ke Qiuche as Jiang Zhican's accompanying assistant, and followed him into the TheTaeTiSeo program group.

Her name is a rare single name in South Korea, called Qianning, with black and shiny hair, likes to tie it into a ponytail, and fine bangs on her forehead, which is neat and neat, revealing the unique temperament of young urban white-collar workers. She is also very fond of glasses, although she is not short-sighted, she always has three or five pairs of beautiful glasses with different frames and mirror styles in her backpack, which she uses as accessories such as eyelashes and lipstick.

For example, she wore platinum-colored glasses with thin round glasses, opened black and white eyes, and stared at Jiang Zhican firmly through the clear flat mirror, feeling annoyed and aggrieved by the lack of cooperation of her young boss.

"I didn't, I just, it's really okay, just get off the plane and go to the hotel to rest for a while." Jiang Zhican said.

"Isn't it the same to go to the hospital to rest, it's more effective and faster to recover!" Qianning retorted, "Besides, we are not responsible for the specific shooting, even if we go to the hospital for two days, we will not delay the filming of the show, why do we have to go to the hotel now······ The body followed with a bad heart, but it made everyone feel that it was in the way. ”

Qianning finally muttered in a low voice, Jiang Zhican was close and heard it clearly, and couldn't help but glance at her, but he didn't pursue her complaining a little overstepping. In fact, Qianning is two years older than him, but in the workplace, as Qianning's direct boss, he naturally respects him.

Qian Ning noticed Jiang Zhican's glance at her, stuck out her tongue, and saw that he didn't pursue the mistake of her misspeech just now, so she showed him a cute smile again. In fact, the two have only known each other for a few days, and they are still in a stage of understanding and exploring each other's temperament. Of course, Qianning, who is more troubled by this, is a subordinate, and an employee who cannot get to know his boss closely is not a good employee, which is one of the workplace principles that Qianning has always adhered to.

The words that were a little reckless just now can also be seen as a small temptation of Qianning's temperament to his boss Jiang Zhican. So far, the situation is good. This makes Qianning feel good, and a boss who gets airsick on a long-haul plane probably has a lot of weaknesses, right?

She pursed her lips and smiled, her face reflected by the flat mirror was serious and a little cunning, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly found that Jiang Zhican had gotten up and left, and the flight attendant lady was standing beside him, leading him to the hatch.

"Wait for me!" She unbuckled her seat belt and hurriedly jumped up and chased after her.

The white ambulance stopped quietly at the exit, and Jiang Zhican, who was approaching, suddenly made a mistake and stopped.

"What's wrong, Minister Nim?" Qianning asked curiously.

"Nothing." Jiang Zhican shook his head, stared at the ambulance in front of him, and hesitated for a moment to get closer again.

The ambulance whizzed away after the two men got into the car, and the staff of TheTaeTiSeo set off for the hotel first. Jiang Zhican was asked to lie on the push bed, and the white doctor in a white coat examined him, and then hung up a drip. He did get airsick, and from the various symptoms of his body, there was nothing to fault with the flight attendant's judgment and response.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant water in the ambulance. Qianning was communicating with the doctor, and the voices of the two were not loud, faintly like the tinkling sound of stones falling on the pond on a summer afternoon, and the commotion of ear drums. The carriages are brightly lit on both sides, and the white inner walls are spotless.

Jiang Zhican closed his eyes and turned his head slightly, what he smelled in his nose, what he heard in his ears, and what he saw in front of his eyes all made him feel a kind of suffocating vertigo. It's a little cold where the drips hang on the back of your hands. He silently counted the numbers, waiting for the ambulance to reach the destination, and the blurred picture in his mind was like a drifting bottle constantly pushed to the shore by the tide, as time passed, getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer, as if there would be a bang explosion at the moment the bottle mouth opened.

He bit his slightly trembling lip, and there was stubborn anger in the center of his eyebrows, as if he wanted to widen his eyes to see the tragedy happen again. Luckily, the ambulance stopped early and arrived at a nearby private hospital. Jiang Zhican accidentally fell when he got out of the car, and the needle came out with a touch of blood, he snorted, took a light breath of cold air, and covered the back of his bloody hand. The doctor held him up in amazement, wondering why his symptoms had suddenly worsened.

"Maybe it's motion sickness again." He told a bad joke, but unfortunately no one cheered.

The doctor took him to the emergency room seriously, Qianning followed a little nervously, I don't understand how a motion sickness suddenly became so serious, is it possible, they really have to stay in the hospital for two days as the doctor said? It's okay to work, but isn't the LA Hallyu Festival KCON, which she was looking forward to before she came? She also swore frankly with her friends that she would send the photos back, ah really, you can't leave your sick boss and sneak away to go to the concert, right? But with the convenience of work, not only can I meet idol stars in the background from a quiet distance, but maybe I can also mix a few photos and sign a great opportunity, so I just gave up, I was really unwilling!

Qian Ning sat beside the hospital bed, thinking distressedly while propping her head on, while looking at Jiang Zhican, who was asleep with his eyes closed. Minister Nim, this time I call you from the bottom of my heart, please hurry up and get better, you have to make a bright debut before the concert the night after tomorrow, and take me to the backstage of the celebration to sweep the star idols!

Jiang Zhican probably didn't hear Qianning's inner monologue, so he slept until the next night, and it didn't get better. During this period, several groups of doctors came to the judgment that sufficient rest and recuperation were sufficient, and artificial drug intervention did not help much.

Qianning no longer holds out hope at this point, tomorrow night is the celebration, looking at Kang Zhichan's state, probably when the LA part of TheTaeTiSeo is filmed, maybe it won't be completely better, and he will have to continue to follow up and recuperate after returning to South Korea. From yesterday afternoon to this evening, in just over a day, Jiang Zhican's complexion on the hospital bed has deteriorated, and now at a glance, he feels haggard and weak, and he judges in his heart that most of this person is in poor health and is in an unhealthy state.

Qian Ning, who witnessed this process, was a little worried, and her thoughts about the celebration unconsciously faded. The ward escort in the past day has changed from strange to familiar, and it was as fast as a rocket for Qianning. Probably taking care of people is the natural motherhood of any woman.

Qianning, who felt a little tired, got up and stretched, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and went down from the twelfth floor, the night scene of the small half of LA was like a picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of her, the skyscraper with shining lights was like a sharp sword straight into the sky, the winding highway was like a long dragon of traffic, like a ribbon of light, and the LA International Airport, which was not far away, was brightly lit, and from time to time there were huge planes in the sky, like a retrograde meteor crossing the sky.

It's so beautiful, she thought, standing on the twelfth floor and looking down on the strange and magnificent land, what it brought her was an unprecedented impact and experience. Just tracing back to its roots, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Jiang Zhican on the hospital bed, remembering the strange video call last night and the transition from the ground floor ward to the upper ward brought after that, as well as the visits of several obviously different doctors before and after.

She once again had a strong curiosity and doubt about her boss, who was already too young—perhaps, the second generation of chaebols? Or perhaps, the kind that ran away from home? Oh my God, it can't be a big conglomerate like Samsung and Hyundai, even the United States is so powerful!

She couldn't help but cover her face, feeling as if she had hit a big luck, she originally thought that her president was attractive enough, although it was too high for her, a look was enough to silence her, but it was also enough to make the deer in her heart jump. And now, there is still a boy with a good temperament and good looks who seems to have a very good family background, and more importantly, the two work together, she has an advantage in age, and the other party's identity is superior, and if she neutralizes it, there is not much estrangement, as if - there is something to do? Anyway, I've been single for a long time······

"Qianning xi."

A weak call came from behind her, interrupting Miss Qianning's self-delusion.

"Oh, I'm here, you're awake Minister Nim!" Qianning turned around and smiled like a flower.

"Well, it's not the first time you've woken up, what's wrong with you, it seems to be more surprising than the first time?"

"Hey~ what! I've always been concerned about Minister Nim's physical condition! Qianning pouted, her eyes under the flat mirror were as bright as the moon, staring at Jiang Zhican, revealing a hunting-like light.