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Ji Wan's income can be said to have increased dramatically compared to before. He only had a lot of money after being bitten a few times.In addition, Feng Jin did not make things difficult for him, so this job can be said to be easy and enjoyable.

Since Feng Jin had mentioned the biscuits he had received in a weird way, Ji Wan later specially baked biscuits and brought them to Feng Jin.

Although he thought Feng Jin wouldn't like this kind of dessert, he still learned to make it seriously.After putting it in a simple package, I handed it to Feng Jin when I went to give him some pheromone soothing.

Feng Jin turned over the report with a cold face: "I don't like to eat such sweet things."

"I specially made one with sugar and one without sugar. Try it?" Ji Wan pushed the biscuits again.

Feng Jin didn't answer and continued to flip through the report expressionlessly.

"Okay." Ji Wan sighed and was about to put away the biscuits, "Forget it, I won't force Mr. Feng to do it. I'll take the things down and give a share to the others."

However, before Ji Wan's hand could touch the biscuit, the biscuit was taken away by another person.

"Did I say I don't want it?" Feng Jin opened one of the desk drawers and put the biscuits in. "It's also necessary to add sugar occasionally."

Ji Wan smiled and said nothing. She took out the testing equipment and walked to the rest area.

Ji Wan consciously did not sit on Feng Jin's sofa. He stood and heard Feng Jin say: "Sit down. Every time you can't stand still, you still need me to hold you up."

"Huh?" Ji Wan looked at Feng Jin's sofa and returned what Feng Jin had said, "Isn't this your exclusive sofa? Only you can rest on it?"

Feng Jin: "..."

Feng Jin pretended to read the report very seriously without paying any attention to it. In fact, he didn't even know what was written in the report.

The more powerful an Alpha is, the more territorial it is.His exclusive sofa is naturally his territory, but now he feels that it is not impossible for Ji Wan to sit on it.

It’s hard for him to bite for too long if he’s always standing.

"Are you going to sit down?" Feng Jin asked with a dark face.

Ji Wan calmly sat down on the expensive sofa and said, "Thank you, Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng is very generous."

Feng Jin closed the report with satisfaction. The more he looked at Ji Wan sitting on his sofa, the more pleasing he felt.

Sure enough, for cooperation, it is better to sit down and have a good talk.

There were no pheromones on Ji Wan's body, so it didn't make people feel like they were being invaded. Instead, Ji Wan's hands propped up on the sofa were stained by residual pheromones. It was not strong, but light, but people couldn't help but notice it.

Feng Jin took his eyes away from Ji Wan's hand with difficulty, took a piece of Ji Wan's biscuit, and after eating it, he reservedly praised: "It's not bad, the sweetness is moderate."

Under normal circumstances, if someone else hears the gift he gave you being praised so much, they will definitely say, since you like it, I will make a few more for you.

But Feng Jin heard Ji Wan say: "As long as you like it, I will send you the recipe later, and you can ask the chef at home to follow it."

Feng Jin: "..."

Everything about the biscuits made by the home cook turned out to be bland.

*

Ji Wan was actually just joking. When he came to see Feng Jin again after some time, he still brought a few more packets of cookies.

Feng Jin took away the biscuits without politeness. When the transfer was completed, Ji Wan unexpectedly discovered that Feng Jin had transferred a large amount of extra money to him.

Is this considered cookie money to pay him?

I have to say that Feng Jin is really generous.

Ji Wan once again had an idea of ​​Feng Jin's wealth. He counted his savings and smiled.

Soon, he would be able to save enough money.

*

It was just an ordinary working day, and Ji Wan went to find Feng Jin as usual.

Feng Jin did not sit in the office chair and read the report as usual, but closed his eyes and held his forehead with one hand.

Ji Wan felt something was wrong and called out in a low voice: "Mr. Feng?"

"...Hmm." Feng Jin rubbed his brows, frowned and opened his eyes.

"I made cookies with a new flavor. Do you like it if you try it?" Ji Wan stepped forward and put the things she brought on the table.

"It's okay." Feng Jin replied directly in the affirmative, pointed to the rest area, and motioned for Ji Wan to stand up after passing by.

This time, Feng Jin rarely said any nonsense. After Ji Wan sat down, he pressed Ji Wan's shoulder and bit it.

The palms covering his shoulders were burning, and through the thin layer of clothing, Ji Wan could feel Feng Jin's abnormally high body temperature.

Ji Wan quietly let Feng Jin bite, while reaching out to touch Feng Jin's hand on his shoulder.

The moment their skin touched each other, Ji Wan was shocked by Feng Jin's body temperature.

The temperature was so high, Feng Jin must have had a fever!

Feng Jin was stunned for a few seconds, his whole hand became stiff, and he subconsciously grabbed Ji Wan's shoulders.

He didn't shake off Ji Wan's hand, but asked in a deep voice, "Why are you touching me?"

Ji Wan didn't expect Feng Jin's focus to be so strange, so he said helplessly: "I want to check your body temperature. Mr. Feng, you have a fever, didn't you even notice it?"

Feng Jin snorted and let go: "It's a small problem."

Ji Wan frowned in disapproval: "You need to rest."

Feng Jin: "Rest? I still have a lot of work to do."

Although Ji Wan didn't know exactly how busy Feng Jin was, he could imagine that in such a high position as Feng Jin, there must be countless things to deal with.

Ji Wan compromised: "Okay, have you taken your medicine?"

"Take medicine?" Feng Jin sneered disdainfully, "Only the weak need to take medicine. For such a minor illness, just drink a few glasses of water."

Ji Wan's frown deepened.

He knew he shouldn't meddle in other people's business, but due to his professional ethics as a doctor, he really couldn't stand others treating his body like this.

Ji Wan said seriously: "Did you know that fever can make people stupid?"

"Doctor Ji, you are so worried. I have done this many times and nothing happened." Feng Jin pulled Ji Wan's collar up to cover the bite mark, "Okay, you can leave first. "

Ji Wan had a guess.

Feng Jin was either influenced by his family, while Da Zhi A had serious thoughts and felt that if the alpha was in trouble, he should take care of it by himself. There was no need to take medicine for minor illnesses.

Either the accumulation of pheromones caused Feng Jin too much pain before, but he had a fever and was confused to look more relaxed, so Feng Jin was subconsciously unwilling to take medicine.

No matter what the reason is, it is wrong not to take medicine when the body temperature is already so high.

After knowing Feng Jin for such a period of time, Ji Wan also knew that Feng Jin was sometimes quite stubborn and difficult to convince. If he wanted to get Feng Jin to take medicine, it would be best to find another way.

He shook his head and stood up: "Then I'll leave first, Mr. Feng. I actually made some candies and drinks that I want you to try. Are you interested?"

Feng Jin snorted: "Okay, I'll help you try how it tastes."

"Then I'll go back and get it for you as soon as possible. Are you still here this afternoon?" Ji Wan asked again.

Feng Jin lowered his head and glanced at his watch. After a long silence, he said, "I will be reading documents and having meetings in the office all afternoon today."

Ji Wan felt relieved, said goodbye to Feng Jin and left.

As soon as Ji Wan left, Feng Jin immediately called his secretary and asked him to cancel the schedule originally scheduled for this afternoon.

"This..." The secretary was also surprised when he received this sudden notice, "There is a very important business banquet this afternoon. Do you really want to cancel it?"

No wonder he was surprised, Feng Jin always arranged his working time as accurately as a robot.Unless there is a sudden more important work, the previous schedule will never be canceled suddenly.

There are no other more important tasks intervening at the moment. Why does Mr. Feng suddenly want to postpone and cancel the trip? Is it because of personal reasons?

There will be a day when Mr. Feng cancels work arrangements due to personal reasons?Who is the person who can make him do this?

Feng Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with canceling the original itinerary at all. He just felt that one couldn't break one's word. Since he had promised Ji Wan before, he had to keep his word.

He turned his chair around, opened the biscuits given by Ji Wan, picked up a pack of delicious ones and ate them, and also gave Ji Wan another amount of money.

Originally, he didn't really like eating this kind of food, but Ji Wan's skills were so good that even the flavors he didn't like tasted delicious.

really not bad.

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Ji Wan actually didn't make any candies or drinks. He was going to buy Feng Jin antipyretics.

In view of Feng Jin's attitude of resisting taking medicine, Ji Wan could only buy the children's version of sweet anti-pyretic sugar pills and anti-fever sugar water, and then coaxed Feng Jin into making it and made Feng Jin take it.

After all, even child-like medicine is better than taking nothing at all.

Ji Wan quickly bought what he wanted. He threw away the original packaging, put the anti-fever water into a beautiful new bottle, and carefully wrapped the anti-fever sugar pills. In this way, it was completely transformed.

Ji Wan returned to Feng Jin's office and was relieved to see that Feng Jin was still waiting for him inside.

Ji Wan raised a smile and handed over the thing in his hand: "Try it and see if you like it? This is my first time doing this. I have no experience. Can Mr. Feng give me feedback after eating it? ?”

The expression on Feng Jin's face was serious, but his hands honestly opened the package and did as Ji Wan said.

After Feng Jin finished eating, he stopped and expressed his opinion briefly and concisely: "It's okay, but it's too sweet."

"Well, I won't put so much sugar next time." Ji Wan pretended to be relieved, "Fortunately, I didn't do too much this time, otherwise it would have been wasted."

"Yeah." Feng Jin lowered his head to look at the report. When Ji Wan was saying goodbye and about to leave, he suddenly asked, "Is there anything else?"

Ji Wan was stunned. Is Feng Jin addicted to eating?

This is a children’s version of anti-fever sugar pills, and it doesn’t matter if an adult takes one more pill.So Ji Wan took out the last fever-reducing sugar pill and handed it to Feng Jin.

"No more, this is the last one." Ji Wan said, "I won't disturb your work, Mr. Feng, so I'll go back first."

Feng Jin didn't stop him. After Ji Wan left, he looked at the last sugar pill and opened the package. He wanted to eat it but hesitated. Finally, he put it in his hand and continued to read the financial report.

After some time, there was a knock on the door. It was the secretary who wanted to come in to make a report.When Feng Jin let people in, he placed the sugar pill in a more obvious position for some unknown reason.

The secretary made the report meticulously. While waiting for Feng Jin's instructions, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the sugar pill placed in the most obvious position of Feng Jin, and he couldn't help but make a confused sound: "Huh?"

Feng Jin pretended to be casual and asked: "What?"

The secretary's expression was a little dull: "This is..."

"It was given to me by someone I know. I think it tastes pretty good. I can research it and put it into production." Feng Jin said seriously.

The secretary was a straight-faced man with a family, and his child was just five years old. Looking at the sugar pill on the table, he felt like he had seen it before somewhere.

After pondering for a long time, I finally had a flash of inspiration and blurted out the answer: "Oh, this shape is exactly the same as the antipyretic medicine my son takes!"

After finishing speaking, the elite secretary came back to his senses and quickly added: "I didn't mean you took children's fever-reducing medicine. What I meant was, what a coincidence, Mr. Feng, your friend gave it to you." The thing looks very similar to the shape of the sugar pill, what a fate."

Feng Jin: "...get out."

The secretary left quickly without stopping, and Feng Jin was the only person in the huge office.

Although Feng Jin had a fever, he did not become a fool. By connecting several things together, he easily got the truth.

According to Feng Jin's usual temperament, if someone dares to lie to him, the end will definitely not be good.But now he looked at the antipyretic medicine that Ji Wan had specially sent and repackaged, and he felt strangely unable to get angry.

So Ji Wan made an extra trip because she found that he had a fever, so she went to buy him medicine.

Feng Jin rationally felt that he should be angry. Ji Wan deliberately violated his wishes even though she knew that he would not take medicine.But emotionally, no matter how he made excuses, Feng Jin couldn't get angry.

Feng Jin was deep in thought when he heard his cell phone ring. Someone sent him a new message.

Feudal opened it impatiently and looked at it, then changed his expression instantly.

The person who sent him the message was none other than Ji Wan.

The message Ji Wan sent was simple: [Mr. Feng, are you feeling better? 】

Feng Jin's eyebrows revealed a smile that he didn't even notice.

This was the first time Ji Wan sent him information unrelated to the contract.

Feng Jin replied: [No. 】

After Ji Wan over there revised it, he sent a long paragraph: [Drink more water, don’t adjust the air conditioner temperature too low, and keep a light diet. According to your symptoms, if you want to buy medicine, the following comparisons Okay, please remember:…………]

Feng Jin raised his eyebrows. When he needed medicine, a dedicated family doctor would naturally come to see him, so he didn't have to worry about it himself.

But... Ji Wan seemed to have a particularly good temper when he was sick.

Feng Jin thought for a while and continued to reply: [I'm dizzy and have a headache. I didn't bite you very much today, and the pheromones are also uncomfortable. 】

Ji Wan was silent for a while and asked Feng Jin when he would come home from get off work.

Feng Jin thought for a while and replied cautiously: "I usually work until [-] o'clock in the evening." 】

Soon, he received a reply from Ji Wan: [I will come find you after work at five o'clock. 】

Feng Jin agreed reservedly, and after finishing the conversation, he looked at the document. He couldn't read anything, and the time passed by like a year, which showed that it was really difficult to be sick.

Feng Jin finally waited until 05:30 and finally found someone.

Ji Wan frowned, her face was serious, and she was holding a bag with several medicines in her hand.

Ji Wan did not mention taking medicine right away, but asked Feng Jin to take a sip first to alleviate the accumulation of hormones.

Feng Jin was naturally very happy and followed Ji Wan to the rest area.

The two sat down on the sofa, seemingly worried that he would faint because of discomfort. Ji Wan took the initiative to get closer this time, allowing Feng Jin to lean against him without having to exert any force himself.

Feng Jin leaned against Ji Wan, feeling faintly excited.

... Relying on his status as a patient, he will be tolerated no matter what he does. As a doctor, Ji Wan has extraordinary patience with his patients.

So, if he takes advantage of this moment to do something that is impossible to do normally, will Ji Wan tolerate it?

Feng Jin couldn't really think of anything else to do, and the hand on Ji Wan's shoulder was touched again.

Ji Wan breathed a sigh of relief: "Your temperature has gone down."

Just retreat, so that he doesn't have to persuade Feng Jin to take medicine.

Feng Jin immediately replied: "Yeah, but I'm still dizzy."

"It's normal. You'll be fine after a little sleep. Have you finished your work?"

"I'm done with today's work. Let's take a look at some other information." Feng Jin said weakly.

"Don't look at it, Mr. Feng. Your health is the most important thing. You can't make enough money." Ji Wan said, "What's more, you already have a lot of money."

Feng Jin pinched his nose: "Okay, I'll sleep here for a while, you go first."

His fever was gone, and there was no need for Ji Wan to stay with him in the first place.

Ji Wan got up and was about to leave when he heard Feng Jin say: "Can you wait here for 10 minutes and see if there is any message on my phone? If so, wake me up. If not, you can leave."

Although Ji Wan didn't understand why Feng Jin was worried about missing a call and had to mute his phone, he still nodded in agreement.

As time passed, Feng Jin deliberately lifted the blanket several times while pretending to be half asleep, only to be covered again.Someone carefully tucked the corners of his quilt into place to prevent him from catching the cold.

As an alpha who has always been taught to take good care of others, Feng Jin has never been taken care of like this in his memory.For a moment, it seemed that what those hands were adjusting was not a quilt, but something inexplicable.

Feng Jinfang calmed his breathing and pretended to be asleep. He felt his forehead being covered by a hand while Ji Wan checked his temperature.

This contact was so gentle that Feng Jin even felt reluctant to leave when Ji Wan's hand left.

I don't know how much time passed, but Feng Jin was really sleepy. Half asleep and half awake, he heard the footsteps of Ji Wan getting up and leaving, so he opened his eyes a little and took a peek.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on Ji Wan's jade-like face, stretching her eyelashes into a long silhouette, as beautiful as a dream.

The floors here are very high, and no one makes a sound around. Everything should be quiet and suitable for sleeping, but something breaks the silence.

That was his pounding heartbeat.