In the morning, Zhong Yan felt a little weak all over, lying on the bed only feeling dizzy.

Ye Qingqing got up very early, went to the kitchen, fried an egg, made two toasts, and added half a cup of milk. This arrangement was a perfect breakfast.

"Zhong Yan, get up and eat." She looked at her masterpiece in front of her in a happy mood. It was almost a while since she hadn't cooked breakfast herself, and she was spoiled like a lazy pig by Gu Beilin.

When I first started cooking, it was still a little jerky, but then I became more and more familiar with it.

"Zhong Yan?"

There was no reply to her call, so she took off her apron and put it on a chair beside her.

After going to Zhong Yan's room, she saw that Zhong Yan hadn't gotten up yet and was breathing very heavily. Ye Qingqing was a little worried, so she moved closer to her.

"Zhong Yan has woken up." Ye Qingqing said helplessly with the gentleness of a little girl.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yan is also a person who can stay in bed.

Zhong Yan sat up from the bed, feeling very heavy, as if she had caught a cold.

"Qingqing, I seem to have caught a cold. My head hurts and I can't breathe. Do you have a thermometer at home? I want to test my temperature." Zhong Yan crawled out of the bed, and then said a little confused.

Everything here is so confused, Zhong Yan is looking at Ye Qingqing, her face is flushed, the originally energetic person is now sluggish.

Opening the medical box, there were some cold medicines and a thermometer inside. Ye Qingqing handed the thermometer to Zhong Yan to take her temperature. After 10 minutes, it was obvious that Zhong Yan had a fever.

"I have to buy medicine for you." Ye Qingqing was about to go out when the phone on the table rang.

It was Wang Qinghan who called. After he got angry that time, the crew still made bad rumors about the scandal, but after Ye Qingqing didn't come today, the director was a little nervous, and quietly asked him if he was making Ye Qingqing angry. Stop shooting?
"Why didn't you come to the filming today? Are you still angry because of what happened that day? The director was quite frightened and thought you wouldn't come." Wang Qinghan said lightly.

In fact, he was also a little worried about Ye Qingqing. He still regarded her as a good friend, and the relationship between the two of them would not be defeated just because of gossip.

The two are still good friends.

"It's like this. Zhong Yan is sick today. I'm not cooking for her, so please tell the director that I'm going to ask for leave today." Ye Qingqing said anxiously.

She put the thermometer in the medicine box slightly, she didn't expect that she didn't go today, and the director was so panicked, I'm really sorry.

And Wang Qinghan was very nervous when she heard the word "sickness" from her. He didn't expect that it was because Zhong Yan was sick that she didn't go to the crew.

"Are you at home now? I'll finish filming in a while, wait a moment and I'll go see you." Wang Qinghan hurriedly said, now that Gu Beilin is not here, Ye Qingqing must be in a big trouble.

Ye Qingqing originally didn't want to trouble Wang Qinghan, but she couldn't stand Zhong Yan's fever by herself. She was the one who was taken care of before, but now, the situation is not so optimistic.

"Okay." After careful consideration, she still agreed to Wang Qinghan's concern.

"Zhong Yan, Qinghan is coming soon, do you want to tidy up?"

Zhong Yan was dizzy at this moment, she was weak now, when she heard that Wang Qinghan was coming, she sat up suddenly from the bed.

She wants to present the best side to Wang Qinghan. The current Wang Qinghan is her spiritual pillar. Her heart that has been calm for many years has a slight ripple at this moment, that is, the moment she saw Wang Qinghan.

"No, I have to get up and put on some makeup." Zhong Yan hadn't been tempted for a long time, she struggled to get out of bed, and after walking a few steps, she was crooked and about to fall down.

Ye Qingqing had no choice but to help her wash her face, makeup was impossible.

"If you put on makeup now, you will definitely let Wang Qinghan know what you're thinking. Isn't that just self-inflicted?" Ye Qingqing knew Zhong Yan's thoughts, so she patiently enlightened her.

"alright."

Zhong Yan who was on the bed fell into a drowsy sleep again, and half an hour had passed when she woke up, and there was no one in the room.Because Wang Qinghan came, Ye Qingqing went out and opened the door for him. As soon as he came in, he brought a lot of ingredients, including a pot of chicken soup.

She rushed here, her face full of anxiety, and he said: "I brought you a lot of things, I don't know what medicine to bring for a cold, and I forgot to go to the pharmacy."

At this time, Ye Qingqing thought in the room, if Zhong Yan knew that Wang Qinghan cared about her so much, she would be very happy.

It's a pity that someone is lying on the bed and can't move.

The room was still warm, Zhong Yan got out of bed tremblingly, whispering Gu Ye Qingqing's name.

"Look at you, what are you doing down here, Mr. Wang brought you chicken soup, you go to sleep for a while, I will wake you up later." Ye Qingqing helped her into the house.

When Zhong Yan saw Wang Qinghan, her already red face became even more rosy, like a red sunset.

Ye Qingqing was feeding water and feeding, tossing all afternoon, Wang Qinghan went out to buy medicine after looking at the thermometer.

After all, she couldn't leave, so he had to go buy medicine.Because the doctor said that you can't drink chicken soup when you have a fever, and their family has only some instant noodles except for the old godmother. In desperation, Wang Qinghan had to cook instant noodles for the two of them.

The image of a full-fledged family man.

When Ye Qingqing was resting, Wang Qinghan was always taking care of Zhong Yan.

"Your hands are so cold." Zhong Yan vaguely felt a hand as warm as ice, and couldn't help rubbing it.

Wang Qinghan, who was tucking her in the quilt, paused for a moment, then quietly watched her sleeping, blushing slightly.

This is also why he rarely has close contact with women other than acting. He is a clean freak, but seeing her sleeping, he is not so conflicted in his heart.

"I'm going back."

Wang Qinghan didn't leave until midnight.

Ye Qingqing, who had been busy all day, called Gu Beilin at night. She didn't want to call at first, but she couldn't bear the miss, and after half an hour, she dialed the familiar number.

"Hello." The deep and familiar voice came to her ears, and Ye Qingqing's exhausted heart was well relieved, and it was her husband who could soothe her tiredness.

"What are you doing now?" Ye Qingqing asked softly.

She could hear the noise on Gu Beilin's side, as if on the street, the loud drumbeats came from the earphones.

"I'm busy now, you take care of yourself over there, I'll hang up first." Gu Beilin hung up the phone hastily.

Ye Qingqing also knew that he was very busy these days, so after saying a few words, after hanging up the phone, Ye Qingqing was a little disappointed.

Zhong Yan fell asleep after taking the medicine, Ye Qingqing was a little worried, so she stayed by her bedside.

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