Zhou Qi'an came out of the bathroom, and the water droplets in his hair were still falling. Zhou Qi'an wiped his hair with one hand, and the other hand was still vigorously pressing the temple position. I felt that my head hurt and dizzy, I was really sleepy, so I wiped my hair indiscriminately and decided to go to sleep.

Zhou Qi'an went to bed, turned off the light, and fell asleep after a while.

When the lights are turned off in the bedroom, there is an open-air window directly above the bed through the glass. When Song Zhe was releasing the water, he had already pressed the button to open the dust cover, and the moonlight was shining on Zhou Qi'an's bed through the glass skylight.

Zhou Qi'an's whole person was bathed in the moonlight, his brows were tightly locked, and his fingers stayed on his temples, looking very uncomfortable. The pillow was soaked with a large piece of undried hair.

Outside the window, the stars twinkle and the night view is charming. In the deep blue sky, the stars are like diamonds, pouring out ten thousand points of silver ash. The moonlight was as clean as a piece of white jade, a piece of crystal clear white jade, inlaid in the boundless night sky. That's beautiful.

The day was dawning, and the earth was hazy, like a light veil of silver-gray. At this time, Wan Lai was afraid of silence, and suddenly a seagull crowed, breaking the silence.

At the eastern water and sky poles, it is dyed with an orange-red patch, which will be orange for a while, and then dark and light gray. In this light gray, a semicircular light red wheel light slowly baked, and half of the bright red and bright red sun suddenly emerged from the bone, rising higher and higher, and jumping out of the water in a blink of an eye, so a round of red and big sun rested steadily on the surface of the sea.

The seagulls chirped crisply, as if calling friends, and kept flying around this red sun.

Song Zhe slept until he woke up naturally, this is his biological clock, six o'clock in the morning, morning jogging time.

Song Zhe ran back to Zhou Qi'an's other villa as fast as he could, changed into sportswear, and ran towards the coastline, where there were many people jogging in the morning.

Song Zhe ran all the way, searching for Zhou Qi'an's figure all the way, but Zhou Qi'an was not seen from beginning to end. The young master wouldn't have slept all night last night, so today is so early, finish the morning run. Song Zhe thought about this possibility, then slowed down and jogged back to the villa, took a shower, finished breakfast, changed into a suit, put on a tie, and went to the villa where Zhou Qi'an lived with the driver.

As soon as Song Zhe entered the door, he habitually looked for Zhou Qi'an, usually at this time he finished breakfast, reading the newspaper or working with a notebook.

Song Zhe walked into the dining room, the breakfast on the table was unchanged, Song Zhe was very surprised, and called the nanny: "Where is the young master?

"The young master hasn't gotten up yet, I was about to clean his room just now, but the door was locked, and the young master's shoes have been here. The nanny pointed to the shoe rack, meaning that Zhou Qi'an had no possibility of going out.

Song Zhe looked at the direction pointed by the nanny, indeed. Could it be that he came back too late last night and was too tired, so the young master wanted to sleep lazily today? But the young master didn't say anything last night, but he didn't say that he went to work today? So should I wake him up? If I do, I disturbed the young master's dream, and he has never slept lazy, or should I wait and see?

Song Zhe was beating drums in his heart, walking back and forth in the living room, but he decided to wait and see, sitting on the sofa and waiting.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, Song Zhe's mobile phone rang, Song Zhe looked at the caller ID "Master", Song Zhe stood up and stopped his waist: "Master." ”

"Young master, haven't come to work yet?" Zhou Feng was already in the company, and he didn't see Zhou Qi'an after coming to the company, so he made this call.

"That's right, master, the young master came back too late last night, and rested too late, so I'm still very tired. Song Zhe explained.

"You mean he hasn't gotten out of bed yet, and he's not exercising, and it's not his first time on a business trip. You tell him to give him a day off today. After Zhou Feng hung up the phone, he thought about it and called Fang Yue again: "You wait a while and let Wang Ma make some nourishing soup, and arrange for someone to send it to Qi'an, and you won't come to the company after a few days of business trips, it's not like that." ”

"Ouch, the child is on a business trip for a few days, and the jet lag is also a day, he is rare for one day a year, what kind of temper do you have. I'll send the tonic soup by myself later, and I haven't seen Qi'an for a long time, so I just happened to see him. Fang Yue blamed Zhou Fengdao.

"Whatever you want, hang up. Zhou Feng didn't care about himself.

"Alright, you're busy, bye-bye-bye. Fang Yue hung up the phone, the dead duck had a hard mouth, it was obviously related to Qi'an, and he had to act like a villain, he really didn't know what he was thinking. Fang Yue shook her head helplessly and walked to the kitchen.

After Song Zhe's mobile phone was closed, there was no sound of Zhou Qi'an getting up on the second floor, Song Zhe thought about it, the young master never sleeps lazy, what's wrong today?

Song Zhe worriedly went up to the second floor and knocked on Zhou Qi'an's bedroom door: "Young master, young master." ”

There was no movement in the bedroom, and Song Zhe increased his efforts to knock on the door: "Young master, are you awake?"

It was still quiet, Song Zhe moved the lock, the door was locked, and he knocked on it with more force, but he still didn't hear any movement in the room.

Song Zhe frowned: "Not good!" hurriedly walked downstairs to find the backup key.

Song Zhe took the key and opened Zhou Qi'an's bedroom door, pushed the door in, Zhou Qi'an lay quietly on the bed, the sun shone in through the skylight, sprinkled on Zhou Qi'an, like a sleeping beauty.

"Young master, young master?" Song Zhe pressed the button of the skylight dust cover and the button of the floor-to-ceiling curtain.

Zhou Qi'an lay motionless on the bed, Song Zhe felt bad and stepped to the bed, leaned over, and reached out to touch Zhou Qi'an's forehead: "Wow, it's so hot." ”

Zhou Qi'an's whole face was hot and red because of the fever, and Song Zhe shouted nervously: "Aunt Zhang, hurry up, the young master is sick, you first put a hot towel on the young master's forehead, I'll call the doctor, hurry up." ”

Song Zhe gave an order, and several servants divided the labor one after another, changing the water and making porridge.

The private doctor rushed to the riverside villa at the fastest speed, and the doctor gave Zhou Qi'an a thermometer, and it had a fever of 41 degrees, and he had a high fever all night, and now his consciousness was in a coma.

The doctor injected Zhou Qi'an with a fever-reducing injection into the muscle, prescribed medicine, and asked Song Zhe to arrange for someone to continue to cool Zhou Qi'an physically, and it was best to cool down the whole body.

The forehead change towel nanny can still do, of course, only Song Zhe can do this kind of thing like the whole body cooling, Song Zhe doesn't dare to let others do it, if Zhou Qi'an knows that Song Zhe takes advantage of his coma and arranges for others to get close to his body, Song Zhe will die a miserable death.