It's just ten minutes later, and Mingyi's high fever has worsened.

He shuddered under the quilt and shivered, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and the hot breath from his mouth and nose was scorching.

An Qin unpacked the fever reducer, unscrewed the bottle, and was about to pour the medicine into the measuring cup when the door of the house was pushed open from the outside.

"Is it you?" An Qin asked vigilantly.

"No, I'm Ziyu."

The person who entered the room answered and came to the guest room.

The medicine bottle in An Qin's hand shook and got up.

As soon as Ming heard the voice of the strange man, his brows tightened, and he unconsciously pulled the quilt away and hid himself in it.

An Qin rushed out of the room before Che Ziyu and closed the door.

"Why are you here?" An Qin tried to squeeze out a smile to hide her panic.

"I'm worried, so come and see." An Qin held the medicine bottle in his hand, and when he came out, he didn't forget to close the door, there were other people in the house.

As Che Ziyu spoke, he glanced at the closed door behind An Qin. "You're not sick, that's Xiaoya?"

"......" An Qin wanted to nod and fool around. But if he knew that Xiaoya was sick, Che Ziyu would definitely have to come into the house to visit, and it would be difficult to fulfill this lie.

She shook her head.

"That's?"

"Actually, it's me, I got a cold last night, I just took my temperature, I have a little fever, and I want to drink some medicine to suppress it before it gets serious." As An Qin spoke, he poured some potion into the measuring cup and drank it.

"Really, I just asked you if you were sick." Che Ziyu sighed. "The more you don't want people, the easier it is to worry them."

An Qin smiled embarrassedly.

"Since you're not feeling well, let's go to bed and lie down." Che Ziyu stepped forward to open the door for her.

"No, I'd like to sit down for a while." An Qin hurriedly grabbed Che Ziyu. "Mr. Che, I haven't seen you for a long time, where are you?"

"Oh, I was sent on a business trip to the United States." Che Ziyu is busy with work abroad, and he will think about her in his spare time, he came to find her as soon as he returned to Pengcheng yesterday, but unfortunately she was working overtime, and later he had to leave because of work.

If she hadn't run away in a hurry, he would have dragged her to a nearby café.

"No wonder," An Qin took Che Ziyu to the living room and invited him to sit. "Do you drink or water?"

"Really, you still call me when you're sick? You sit and rest, and I'll do it myself. Che Ziyu got up and sat the girl on the sofa and went to the water dispenser to pour water by himself.

As he poured the water, he saw through the glass wall that there were two set meals on the table.

"Is Shinoya back too?" He poured two glasses of warm water and handed one of them to An Qin.

"Xiaoya won't come back at noon on weekdays." An Qin took the water glass.

Sure enough, there were other people in the room, in the guest room.

But An Qin didn't want him to know.

Who could it be?

An Qin was cautious, which made Che Ziyu very concerned.

An Qin clenched the water cup in his hand, and prayed in his heart that Che Ziyu would leave quickly: Mingyi was burning more and more, so he had to take medicine quickly.

"How's Mama's surgery?" Che Ziyu had no intention of leaving, An Qin was sick, where could he rest assured, and wanted to stay with her.

"The operation was successful, and I have been discharged from the hospital and returned to the countryside to recuperate. Thanks to your donation, things go much smoother. Thank you! An Qin said gratefully.

"I'm glad to be able to help, we're friends, so you're welcome!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.