Bai Qimeng was woken up by a knock on the door.

When she opened her eyes, the sun outside the window had already set, and it was half dark, so frightened that she quickly got up from the bed, and almost fell backwards because she didn't hold her body.

When I took out my phone, it was already seven o'clock in the evening!

And there are several missed calls on the phone, all from Yan Weiming!

Bai Qimeng hurriedly called back the phone without thinking about it, and reacted that someone was knocking on the door again, and stood up and walked out again.

"Hey! Where are you?! As soon as the phone was answered, Yan Weiming's anxious voice came.

"I'm in a hotel room, I just fell asleep, what's wrong?" Her voice was very low, and her throat hurt with every word, no doubt because she had a fever.

"I've called you so many times and you haven't answered once! Do you know how worried I am! I also specifically contacted Chi Sen and asked him to send the crew to see you! ”

Yan Weiming's anger is not ordinarily high, he usually has a low voice, and his voice has risen several degrees at the moment, and his anger is about to come through the phone.

"I accidentally fell asleep, I'm sorry." Bai Qimeng said, walked into the living room and opened the door of the room.

Sure enough, there were crew members standing outside the door, looking anxious.

Bai Qimeng first thanked him, and then apologized before sending the staff away.

Yan Weiming on the other end of the phone sighed deeply, looking at the blocked lane outside the car window, his brows furrowed.

"I'm still stuck in traffic here, I'll let Zhou Lin and the driver take you to the hospital first." Yan Weiming said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll go." Bai Qimeng's voice couldn't hear the joy of reunion at all, but was a little aggrieved.

I thought that the meeting between the two people should be warm and full of joy, but I didn't expect it to become like this. And Yan Weiming was still angry with her, and he didn't have a word of comfort.

Bai Qimeng hung up the phone, endured the discomfort of her body in frustration, took the suitcase out of the room, and took the elevator out of the hotel.

As soon as he walked out of the hotel, someone walked up to him.

"Bai Qimeng, I was sent by Mr. Yan Weiming to pick you up." The middle-aged man said, leaning sideways.

Bai Qimeng looked behind the man, and saw Zhou Lin, who was sitting in the co-pilot, obediently getting into the car.

The car drove to a private hospital in the city center, and for safety, Bai Qimeng and Zhou Lin both put on masks and entered the hospital.

Zhou Lin is worthy of being the secretary who has worked beside Yan Weiming for many years, and he helped Bai Qimeng lead the way all the way.

After waiting for the doctor's diagnosis, he followed Bai Qimeng into the ward and waited for the nurse to hang water for Bai Qimeng, and then hurriedly ran to buy dinner for Bai Qimeng, and couldn't find anything wrong at all.

Bai Qimeng was speechless all the way, and her eyes were wandering all the time.

The wards are single rooms and are fully equipped without any discomfort.

But she was very uncomfortable in her heart, unspeakably uncomfortable.

If only Yan Weiming were here, if only he cared more about himself just now.

Bai Qimeng sat on the hospital bed, her hand with the needle throbbing faintly because of her sudden shrinkage into a ball.

Bai Qimeng had to obediently stay still, but her eyes turned red uncontrollably.

When did she start to become so vulnerable?

It was just a fever, but she felt like a child who was sick for the first time, feeling sad and empty because she was alone in a hospital room.

She lowered her head, and her eyes were filled with tears at some point, drop by drop, slowly falling down.

"Click!"

Suddenly, the door to the ward was quickly pushed open! 21