Song Mengsheng was struggling for breakfast, and when he saw the handsome figure of the wind god, he raised his head and smiled: "Good morning." ”

"You wake up so early?" Lu Bai's dark eyes stared at the unusually ruddy cheeks, and his tone was lukewarm.

Song Mengsheng turned around and pointed to the clock in the living room: "It's not early, I'm going to go to work after eating." ”

"It's not like your character." Lu Baishen sat elegantly and elegantly opposite Song Mengsheng, picked up the knife and fork, and gently cut the steak.

Song Mengsheng coughed twice, picked up the milk and took two sips: "People always change, you eat slowly, I'm going to change my clothes and get ready for work, there are still many things to deal with in the company, I don't want to miss the appointment." ”

Lu Baishen ate silently.

After Song Mengsheng left, he leaned back in the chair behind him and picked up his mobile phone with a look.

typed a few lines directly with an overly good-looking one and sent them to Xiao Sheng's mobile phone.

Not long after, Song Mengsheng, who was changing clothes in the cloakroom, suddenly received a call from Xia Qiqi.

"What are you up to? Let me tell you, the appointment between you and Manager Wang was postponed by him to the afternoon. ”

Song Mengsheng listened, stood on tiptoe, reached out to take the clothes on it, maybe the action was too hard, his body shook, and his eyes were full of stars: "Oh, but I was about to make an appointment with the Lu Group in the afternoon." ”

Xia Qiqi asked worriedly, "Do you have a cold?" I don't quite hear your voice right. ”

Song Mengsheng turned around and sat on the chair, closing his eyes to relieve the discomfort of his body slightly: "It's nothing, it's just that I accidentally froze yesterday." ”

"Then you're up so early? Hurry up and rest at home, if it doesn't work, I'll help you push it all off. Xia Qiqi's tone was serious.

Song Mengsheng held the chair with one hand and stood up strongly: "No! Can't push it off! I've finally won everyone's trust now, and it's not good to suddenly break my promise. ”

"Then why don't you rest at home for half a day? Anyway, your main work is in the afternoon. Xia Qiqi resolutely disagreed with Song Mengsheng coming to work.

Song Mengsheng had no choice but to respond, got up and walked back towards the bedroom: "Then let's do it, I'll rest for half a day first, and you can call me if there's anything." ”

"Don't worry, you can rest quickly." Xia Qiqi hung up the phone.

Song Mengsheng looked at half of the clothes that had been changed, changed back into home clothes, and then fell on the sofa.

After a while, Lu Baishen came out of the restaurant, saw a crack in Song Mengsheng's room, and gently pushed the door and walked in.

found that Song Mengsheng was lying on the bed and asleep, pursed her thin lips lightly, and then went to work and left.

……

Near noon, Song Mengsheng slowly woke up.

After a simple lunch, I rushed to the company with antipyretic medicine.

Manager Wang, who had made an appointment before, soon came over, and found that Song Mengsheng was sick and went to work with a cold, fever, and couldn't help but sigh again and again: "I really didn't expect that Mr. Song, the person in charge of Sun Goddess Studio, would have such a big change, and it was really hard to insist on going to work while sick." ”

Song Mengsheng invited Manager Wang into the office, turned on the computer, held the paper design manuscript, and said softly: "It's not hard at all, the customer is the most important." ”

"With a leader like you who keeps his promise and works tirelessly to lead the team, I believe that Sun Goddess Studio will develop better and better." Manager Wang smiled and sat aside.

Coupled with Song Mengsheng, a group of people quickly devoted themselves to a focused work state.

When Song Mengsheng got up to introduce the work content to everyone, the whole person was a little top-heavy, and she was a little confused from time to time, but she still held on to the wall and spoke with her mental head.

"It's important to have a sense of design, not just the style, but also the color matching to meet the customer's requirements. I don't think you handled this little detail perfectly, and it could have been done better......"

In the middle, Song Mengsheng sat on the chair a little uncomfortable, coughing constantly.

Some employees were distressed and brought a glass of warm water.

"Thank you."

Song Mengsheng just took a quick sip, and then continued with the content of the meeting.

After a series of busy work, Manager Wang applauded Song Mengsheng with great admiration: "Mr. Song leads by example, he is really very powerful, I believe that your works will definitely impress me." But Mr. Song must pay attention to his body. ”

"As long as you're satisfied, it's worth it, nothing else." Song Mengsheng personally sent the customer away.

The rest is the matter of the Lu Group.

When Song Mengsheng went to contact the Lu Group, the Lu Group thought about looking at the finished design later.

But Song Mengsheng insisted on sending the finished design over there in person.

"This is our original promise to Lu's Group, and we will definitely do it. I can put the finished design in your warehouse or conference room first, and then check it when your leaders have time. ”

The person in charge of the other party was silent for a moment, but finally agreed: "Then come here." ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you." After Song Mengsheng passed the phone, he felt that the whole person was still a little uncomfortable, so he simply killed a large cup of espresso, and then took a taxi to the Lu Group.

In the Lu Group, Lu Baishen was holding a meeting of senior leaders and did not see Song Mengsheng.

But when the meeting ended, he looked at the design products sent by the secretariat, and asked indifferently, "What about her?" ”

The little secretary of the secretariat department replied respectfully: "Mr. Song left his things here and left, saying that he could communicate by phone at any time if he had any questions." ”

Lu Baishen's indifferent expression changed slightly: "Then how does her state look?" ”

"It's like a bad cold...... Hey, Mr. Lu, aren't you husband and wife? Don't you know......" The little secretary asked cautiously.

"Just ask." Lu Baishen was also stunned by this question, paused in his footsteps, and immediately turned around and returned to his office.

I thought about making a call to the housekeeper, but after thinking about it, I still threw my phone aside.

……

Song Mengsheng returned to the studio, and as soon as she entered the hall, many colleagues surrounded her in the middle.

"Mr. Song, have you taken any medicine? This is the cold medicine I bought before and it works very well. ”

"Mr. Song, this is the navel orange I bought, I left one for you, I heard that eating fruit to supplement vitamin C when you have a cold can enhance immunity."

"Mr. Song, this is the air conditioner quilt I bought in the winter before, do you want to sleep in the office for a while first?"

"Mr. Song......

Song Mengsheng looked at the colleagues in front of him, and for a while the second monk was confused: "What are you doing here?" Why is it so good to me all of a sudden? ”

"Hey, this isn't to see Premier Song working sick, we are a little distressed! Don't try too hard! We're also going the extra mile to help lighten the load! ”

Everyone immediately explained out loud.

When Song Mengsheng heard this, he hurriedly turned his back, raised his hand and wiped his reddened eyes: "I really didn't expect you to care about me......"

"We didn't expect you to be so good now...... No, don't get me wrong, we're not sarcastic, we're just trying to say that you're better than before......" The colleagues hurriedly handed over tissues.

Song Mengsheng turned around movingly, reached out and grabbed a female colleague and hugged him hard: "Thank you for your recognition of me!" Don't worry, I'm not pretentious at all! You can hold on! ”

As he spoke, his body shook slightly.

Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly helped her to rest.

Unexpectedly, this plot, the tragic experience originally set, was easily turned into a good side by himself.

Song Mengsheng feels that she is very successful!

Even if the body is very uncomfortable, the mood is extraordinarily good!

With the joy of this success, Song Mengsheng endured a burst of dizziness and stayed up until he got home from work.

Working sick and overworked.

She was too lazy to go to dinner, so she simply lay down in the bedroom, intending to get a good night's sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw patches of Venus in front of me, accompanied by violent tinnitus.

She secretly said in her heart that it was not good!

I raised my hand and touched my forehead, and found that the temperature was a little hot.

"Sister-in-law!"

Song Mengsheng shook his head slightly, wanting to see more clearly, but his brain was groggy and his vision was extremely blurry.

Xu was because the shouting was too quiet, and Sister-in-law Wang didn't hear it outside.

Song Mengsheng suddenly vomited again.

She thought it was just a side effect of a bad cold, and she didn't take it too seriously at first, and continued to lie in bed to relieve it.

But at this time, a splitting headache came up again.

She suddenly realized that the cold and fever might be getting worse, and quickly reached out and touched the side of the bed indiscriminately, trying to find the villa call line and continue to call for help.

But he stretched out his hand and grabbed the air, and his weak body fell under the bed with a thud.

Just as Sister-in-law Wang was about to knock on the door and come in to get a change of clothes, she heard the movement in the room, pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing this scene, Sister-in-law Wang was also so frightened that her face changed greatly, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground: "Young grandma, what's wrong with you!" Come on, call an ambulance! ”

The whole villa was in chaos in an instant.

When Song Mengsheng woke up again, he was already in the hospital.

Looking at the white ceiling, Song Mengsheng struggled to sit up, and found that there was an infusion on the back of his hand.

Seeing this, the housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward: "Young grandma, don't move!" Is there anything you're uncomfortable with right now? I'll call the doctor right away! ”

"No, I'm a little thirsty." Song Mengsheng had no choice but to lie down obediently, but found that the quilt on her body was tightly wrapped around her, which made her sweat all over her body, which was very uncomfortable.

The butler immediately beckoned the servant to get busy: "Wait a minute, I'll bring you water." ”

"There's no hurry." Song Mengsheng slowly raised his hand and lifted the corner of the quilt on his body, wanting to ventilate and cool down.

When the housekeeper saw it, he immediately covered the quilt: "The doctor said that you need to recuperate, let you break out in a cold sweat, and the cold will get better faster." ”

Song Mengsheng frowned a little helplessly: "Okay then." ”

She endured the headache and heat, and secretly looked around the ward out of the corner of her eye.

In this ward, there was only this bed where she was lying.

There is also a TV and sofa in front of it, and there seems to be a small living room outside, which should be a VIP ward.

But where is Lu Baishen?

After she fell out of bed and fainted, did he send her over?