After returning to the ancestral house, Ling Anxun didn't know if it was because of the tiring days of this day, she suddenly felt extremely tired. So, for the first time, Ling Anxun did not directly enter the studio to continue to complete Wei Yuheng's dress, but returned to his room, and after seeing the bed, he fell asleep.

I slept from dawn to dark, and I didn't even go to the restaurant for dinner. The servants of the Ling family's ancestral mansion wanted to check it out, but they were afraid of disturbing the young lady's rest, so they could only call Han Yuyan, who had just come back from running errands outside, to see if something was wrong with Ling Anxun. After Han Yuyan heard the servant's description, she trotted all the way to Ling Anxun's room. I saw Ling Anxun lying on the bed at this time, breathing fairly evenly, but his voice was slightly low.

"Anxun, Anxun." Han Yuyan called Ling Anxun a few times, but the other party did not respond. Intuition told Han Yuyan that Ling Anxun's current state was too abnormal. Immediately, Han Yuyan reached out and tried Ling Anxun's forehead temperature. It doesn't matter if you don't try it, if you try it, you will be startled, Ling Anxun's forehead is warm and hot, and she has a fever. Han Yuyan immediately summoned the servants waiting outside the door to take care of Ling Anxun, and she quickly called the Ling family's family doctor.

Soon, the family doctor rushed to the Ling family's ancestral home in the Ling family's special car. After a detailed examination by the doctor, Ling Anxun was confirmed to have the flu and needed to be isolated immediately and given infusion therapy. Han Yuyan also had to be quarantined because she had close contact with Ling Anxun. Because Han Yuyan was worried about Ling Anxun's safety, the doctor divided Ling Anxun's room in two so that Han Yuyan could isolate with Ling Anxun.

The entire Ling family's ancestral house suddenly became busy, and it had to be disinfected up and down. Ling Anxun's room quickly turned into a standard isolation ward, filled the room with all kinds of medical equipment, and medical staff wore protective suits to watch over her.

Just as Han Yuyan was staring at the medical staff while remotely directing the servants to disinfect, Ling Tingzhen's call went directly to her mobile phone.

Han Yuyan quickly connected the phone, only to hear the voice inside ask coldly, "MU raised the alarm an hour ago, saying that An Xun's physical indications were abnormal. ”

Han Yuyan immediately replied, "Yes, the family doctor has already confirmed that An Xun has the flu, she fell into a coma because of fever, and now she has been isolated and started to treat with medication. ”

"How so? Didn't she stay in her ancestral home all the time? How could you get the flu in your ancestral home? Ling Tingzhen asked.

"She ......" Han Yuyan glanced at Ling Anxun, who was in a coma, and could only tell Ling Tingzhen about Ling Anxun's run to the center of Shengdu today, as well as the causes and consequences.

On the phone, Ling Tingzhen let out a long breath, and then asked, "How is An Xun's condition, what did the doctor say?" ”

"Although Ling Anxun's flu is ferocious, it has not mutated, and the doctor has also treated the case in time, so it should be able to recover soon. It's just ......" Han Yuyan wanted to speak and stopped.

"Just what?" Ling Tingzhen asked.

"It's just that the costume that Anxun is making now is going to be postponed." Han Yuyan thought about it for a while, and decided not to directly say that it was better to make a dress for Wei Yuheng, anyway, Ling Tingzhen also knew that Ling Anxun regarded the design of clothes as his life.

However, Ling Tingzhen said with anger, "It's for Wei Yuheng's kid's dress." ”

"Brother Ting Zhen already knows?" Han Yuyan was surprised, she didn't expect Ling Anxun to tell Ling Tingzhen about this.

Ling Tingzhen sighed and said, "I know that a few of your girlfriends have the biggest ideas, I don't care about it, and I don't know what you are going to cause trouble." ”

Han Yuyan stuck out her tongue, how could she forget, Ling Tingzhen has the highest authority of the "Heaven Viewing" system, what secrets in this world can be hidden from him, it is only a matter of time before he is discovered.

"Wei Yuheng, this stinky boy, let my sister work so hard, the next time we meet, I must let him suffer a little." Ling Tingzhen turned all his anger onto Wei Yuheng's body.

Han Yuyan couldn't help but stick out her tongue, Brother Ting Zhen's sister is in control, I'm afraid Wei Yuheng will not be happy. However, for the sake of Ling Anxun, she had to persuade and persuade peace, so Han Yuyan said, "Brother Ting Zhen, you know that even if it is not because of Wei Yuheng, as long as it is work, An Xun will forget to sleep and eat." ”

Ling Tingzhen sighed on the other end of the phone, he actually knew best what kind of person his sister was. As the future heir of the Ling family, he really shouldn't be so angry, but when it comes to his sister, he can't avoid being concerned. After a long time, Ling Tingzhen said, "Forget it, let An Xun have a good rest, and find someone to do it for you if you don't have time to do the dress." In short, Yuyan, you must take good care of An Xun, press her on the bed, and let her recover, you know? ”

"Well, don't worry, Brother Tingzhen, An Xun will recover soon." Han Yuyan said.

Ling Tingzhen let out a "hmm" and continued, "Then so be it, I still have things to deal with here, and you will have to worry about the affairs of the ancestral house." ”

"Okay." After Han Yuyan finished speaking, Ling Tingzhen hung up the phone. Han Yuyan looked at Ling Anxun on the hospital bed, and always felt that the Ling family, which seemed to be calm at the moment, was surging in the dark tide.

As the family doctor judged, Ling Anxun's flu was quickly brought under control. After two infusions, her body temperature dropped and consciousness returned, but she was still very tired. After another day of treatment, Ling Anxun finally regained some of his spirits and was finally able to eat normally. However, just like what Ling Tingzhen and Han Yuyan said on the phone before, Ling Anxun really won't lie in bed to recuperate. Even if Han Yuyan, the medical staff, and the servants watched closely, she always had a way to sneak out of the room and run to the studio next to her.

In the end, Han Yuyan had no choice but to move the studio into Ling Anxun's bedroom, and supervised her not to work more than six hours a day, and for every hour of work, she had to rest for ten minutes. In this way, Ling Anxun finally stayed on the bed honestly, but his hands were still sewing and cutting.

However, due to illness slowing down the progress, the original plan was to send the dress to Wei Yuheng's mansion three days in advance, but I am afraid that it will not be completed until the day of the dinner. However, compared to the construction period, there is another thing that Ling Anxun is very worried about, that is, she has not yet thought of the accessories to match the dress. A brooch plus a pair of cufflinks should not be too gorgeous, but it should decorate the noble temperament of the dress and give people a low-key and luxurious feeling.

At this time, Mu Haoyu, who went to country A to participate in the artificial intelligence conference, returned to the Ling family's ancestral home. As soon as Mu Haoyu entered the door, he heard that Ling Anxun was sick, so he did not go back to his room, but went straight to Ling Anxun's room to visit. As a result, Ling Anxun did not rest in her own room, but kept busy in her studio. At this time, Ling Anxun had basically recovered except for some cold symptoms, so Han Yuyan also lifted her "grounding order" so that she could return to work in the studio.

Seeing Ling Anxun's serious work, Mu Haoyu couldn't help but applaud him. As soon as Ling Anxun looked up, he saw Mu Haoyu leaning against the door frame of the studio, hurriedly put down the work he was doing, jumped into his arms, and asked, "Brother Haoyu, you are finally back, how was it, how was this trip to Country A?" ”

Mu Haoyu was said like this, and said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense, what are you playing, I was in a meeting, I went to a serious meeting, you know?" ”

"Serious meeting? It's going to tan so much, and you don't look at it, the skin is two shades darker. Ling Anxun said, took out the color card he was carrying from his pocket, and gestured it on Mu Haoyu's face.

"Well, that's because there is an artificial sunbathing place near the hotel where we stayed, so I tried it with my colleague who went with me." Mu Haoyu held his head high, deliberately not letting Ling Anxun see that his eyes were rolling rapidly at this moment.

"You said you went to tan?" Ling Anxun couldn't believe his ears, although Mu Haoyu was a gentleman by nature, he was not a person who paid great attention to appearance, and the handsome shapes on the covers of those scientific magazines were all created by his team. And Mu Haoyu's essence is a standard technical otaku, how could such a person suddenly pay attention to his appearance?

"It's not Zhaolan's dead girl, I always say that I look like a little white face, I'll tan a little bit and show her my manhood." Ling Anxun couldn't help laughing, he really didn't expect that Brother Haoyu would care about Zhaolan's evaluation of himself one day. It seems that Zhaolan is not a single arrow, maybe, this good thing for the family from childhood to adulthood is approaching.

Mu Haoyu saw that Ling Anxun was no longer asking, and hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "By the way, I heard from the servant that you weren't sick?" Why don't you have a good rest in your room, but come to work in this studio? ”

"For it, of course." Ling Anxun pointed to the dress on the mannequin and said.

"Wow, Anxun, I didn't expect you to make this kind of men's dress, can you help me customize a set in the future." Mu Haoyu walked up to the dummy and admired it, "This design, this technology, An Xun, your skills are refined again." ”

Mu Haoyu's beautiful words did not make Ling Anxun happy, but in exchange for a sigh from her.

"What's wrong? Am I wrong? That's a good job. Mu Haoyu looked at the dress carefully, and there was no problem with his appreciation ability.

"You're right, it's just such a good work, and I can't find the right accessories, I'm really worried." Ling Anxun picked up her laptop. She had searched through her database and the information on the Internet, but nothing seemed suitable to her.

"Is it brooches and cufflinks?" Mu Haoyu looked at the pictures and asked.

"Yes, none of this is appropriate, either too graceful and luxurious, or too gaudy, and it does not match this dress and the temperament of its owner at all." Ling Anxun looked at the dress and said, as if Wei Yuheng was wearing a dress in front of him, and he couldn't help but lose his mind for a while. But she was not dismayed at the thought of the lack of such an ornament on her dress. As a designer, Ling Anxun has always strived for perfection in his work.

Suddenly, Mu Haoyu said next to her, "An Xun, do you think this set is appropriate?" ”