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4:30 p.m.

There was still a period of time before the end of work, and Song Xi'er stared at the computer screen, and the more she looked, the blurred her vision became, and it became more and more difficult to concentrate on reading the words and numbers on the form.

She closed her eyes and tried to breathe, but then she realized that her breathing was a little heavy, and a feeling of dizziness hit her, and she leaned back.

I got up and went to the pantry, ready to pour a glass of water to drink, but every step was extremely heavy.

Li Xueyuan had just come out of the pantry, and when he saw that Song Xi'er was a little wrong, he walked over quickly, "Xi'er, are you okay?" ”

Song Xi'er shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy." Maybe I drank alcohol last night and didn't have a good rest. ”

Li Xueyuan frowned and looked at her, "You look a little pale!" Are you sick? ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and touched Song Xi'er's forehead, and let out a low voice, "It's so hot!" Xi'er, you have a fever! ”

She pulled Song Xi'er to the pantry and poured a glass of warm water, "You drink a glass of water first, I'll help you ask for leave and take you to the hospital." ”

"No-" Song Xi'er stretched out her hand to hold Li Xueyuan's hand, but her hands were weak, and her voice was a little small.

Before she finished speaking, Li Xueyuan hurriedly ran out of the pantry, and after nearly ten minutes, she turned back, "Xi'er, go, I'll accompany you to the hospital." ”

Song Xi'er looked at the time, "But I haven't gotten off work yet." ”

"What are you waiting for to get off work, I see that you have a high fever now, and you must hurry to the hospital." Li Xueyuan helped her and walked out.

Song Xi'er's reaction was a little sluggish, and the temperature of the fever was a little high, and she only felt a little chill all over her body.

She used to be in good health, but since she was seriously injured and later recovered, her body is a little weaker than before.

This kind of sick situation is still quite new to her.

With the help of Li Xueyuan, the two got into a taxi and went to the hospital.

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Office of the President.

"Today's matter in the design department, you ask people to find out who is behind the ghost." Shi Jingchen stared at the document and spoke.

"Okay, Mr. Shi." Zhang Jun answered, waiting for the president to sign the document and give it to him.

This morning's leak of the design draft caused a lot of uproar, although it was finally resolved, but such a thing happened that Shishi Group could not tolerate.

"Is there anything else going on?" Zhang Jun packed up his papers, prepared to leave, and asked again.

Shi Jingchen raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Jun, "You go and inform Song Xi'er and go home together at night." ”

"Oh, okay!" Zhang Jun agreed.

couldn't help but sneak a glance at the president, Mr. Shi is now Song Xi'er in his heart, right?

When will he be like Xi'er and always taken seriously?

Forget it, don't overthink it.

Out of the office, he went directly to the design department, but instead of finding Song Xi'er's person, he heard that she was sick and went to the hospital.

Zhang Jun thought that Shi would definitely want to know which hospital it was, so he called Li Xueyuan.

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Song Xi'er saw the doctor and determined that it was a fever, and the doctor prescribed medicine for her.

Li Xueyuan helped her pay the bill, and she sat on a chair in the corridor to rest.

The fever made her groggy, and she took medicine again, and her body was very weak, so she leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes and rested, but she fell asleep.

When Li Xueyuan came back, what she saw was this scene, she shook Song Xi'er's arm softly, "Xi'er, wake up, you can't sleep here, you'll catch a cold." ”

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