She was so tired from playing for two days on the weekend that Ling Wei fell asleep after returning home and slept until the next morning.

Today she was finally not late and arrived at the company 10 minutes early.

But Jian Sichen was unusually late.

And he looked listless, his face was very pale, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his eyes were black and blue, just like the scholar in the movie who was sucked by a female ghost.

Ling Wei was frightened by his appearance and couldn't help but asked with concern: "Mr. Jian, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jian Sichen was about to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a breath came to him, and he couldn't help but tilt his head and cough.

No matter how stupid Ling Wei is, she still understands.

"Are you sick?"

After being blown by the cold wind on the top of the mountain for so long and sleeping on the ground all night, my body must have been overwhelmed and caught a cold.

Jian Sichen half-clenched his fist, covered his mouth, shook his head and said, "I, I'm fine!"

After that, he walked to the office.

Ling Wei grabbed him: "You are so sick and you still say you are fine! Look at your face..."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera and pointed it at Jian Sichen.

Soon, a bloodless, almost transparent face appeared on the camera.

Jian Sichen was also frightened by his appearance.

You didn't look this pale when you went out this morning. Why do you look so ugly now?

Ling Wei took his hand and walked to the elevator: "No, you look like this, you must see a doctor! Let's go, I will take you there! Isn't there a hospital near our company! I guess there are no accounts online at this time, I I'll line up your registration later, and you'll wait for me next to it."

"No need! There are medicines in my office, just take two pills."

Jian Sichen took out his hand, turned around and entered the office.

Ling Wei was worried about him and chased after him.

Then he saw Jian Sichen sitting behind the desk. He took out a white medicine bottle from the first drawer on the left, poured a green capsule out, raised his head and was about to throw it into his mouth and swallow it dry.

Ling Wei was so frightened by him that she almost left her body. She pressed his hand that was about to throw the medicine and grabbed the medicine bottle with the other hand. When she saw the name of the medicine, she almost vomited blood.

"My Mr. Jian, this is anti-inflammatory medicine, not cold medicine! You have a cold now. Even if you swallow the whole bottle, your illness will not be cured."

"Is it an anti-inflammatory?"

Jian Sichen glanced at the name of the medicine in surprise.

It seems to be an anti-inflammatory drug.

Last time, he had stomach problems due to long-term irregular eating. At that time, Zimo also wanted to take him to the hospital, but he didn't go and just asked him to go to the drugstore to buy some medicine.

Fortunately, his condition is not serious.

After taking the medicine, his stomach problem was cured.

Then he put the medicine in the drawer.

Ling Wei was speechless: "Isn't your mother Professor Jian? Can you make such a low-level mistake?"

Jian Sichen blushed in embarrassment and said with a guilty conscience: "She is a cardiologist and professor, not a cold doctor! Besides, she is a doctor, do I have to understand?"

In fact, he understood it when he was a child.

At that time, it was just him, his sister and his mother who were living abroad.

When my mother was busy, she had no time to care about them.

He raised his sister single-handedly.

When his sister first fell ill, it was his mother who bought her medicine. As time went by, he gradually learned to follow suit.

It's just that since Xue'er left, he has been living in a haze, and he doesn't worry too much about these things.

In addition, he was in good health and rarely got sick. As time went by, he even forgot about it.

Ling Wei was almost mad at him and put the medicine bottle heavily on the table: "It's not that you don't know, you just don't take care of your body! Can you take medicine randomly? Do you know that taking the wrong medicine can cause serious consequences? dead person's."

Jian Sichen smiled weakly: "It's not that exaggerated."

Seeing how little he cared about her, Ling Wei pulled him up from his seat and forced him out, regardless of his status as a superior or subordinate.

"No matter what, you have to see a doctor! Come on, follow me to the hospital."

Jian Sichen was dragged outside by Ling Wei, and happened to meet Lin Zimo who came in to deliver documents.

Lin Zimo also saw that something was wrong with Jian Sichen's face and asked quickly: "Mr. Jian, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Sichen shook his head. Before he could speak, he couldn't take a breath and started coughing violently again.

Ling Wei said: "Mr. Jian is sick. I will take him to the hospital first! If there are important documents, please send them to my email and I will hand them over to the president."

Lin Zimo nodded: "Then I'll trouble Secretary Ling! You go to Lincoln Hospital, and I'll call the director there and ask him to arrange a doctor for you."

Jian Sichen felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"No need! It's just a common cold. There's no need to bother the dean! We can just find a doctor ourselves! This is a waste of medical resources and unfair to other patients."

Ling Wei: "...?? Mr. Jian is right. It's just a cold. There's no need to alert the dean."

Seeing their persistence, Lin Zimo had to give up.

"Okay, if anything happens, call me anytime."

Ling Wei nodded, even though Jian Sichen was reluctant, he was finally pulled into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, Ling Wei put her palm on Jian Sichen's forehead and checked her temperature.

"Oh my god, your forehead is so hot! It's so hot, and you still say it's okay."

Jian Sichen leaned weakly on the elevator. At this time, he felt that his body was soft, as if he were stepping on cotton. He was top-heavy and his whole body was light.

He had never felt so vulnerable.

I usually work day and night and my health is quite good.

When I went out to play, I actually got sick.

There was no warning at all.

Ling Wei knew that adults would feel uncomfortable if they had a fever. She was afraid that he would fall, so she supported his arm considerately: "If you feel weak, you can try to lean on me. I will support you."

Jian Sichen didn't want to take advantage of others, so he held onto the elevator wall with one hand to steady himself.

However, it was okay to have someone to support him in the elevator. Once he got off the elevator, he couldn't hold on anymore and couldn't walk steadily. He almost fell to the ground several times.

Ling Wei spent a lot of effort to hold him back without making him look embarrassed.

"Okay, just lean on me! I'm holding you up. If you fall, it will be embarrassing."

Jian Sichen had no choice but to rely on Ling Wei.

Her body was very soft, and the faint girly fragrance seemed to flow into her nostrils.

Jian Sichen was already so ill that he was in a daze, but he still couldn't help but have random thoughts in his mind. He was so soft when he leaned against her, and it must be even softer in his arms.

However, this thought only flashed through my mind and quickly disappeared.

Ling Wei let him lean on her shoulder, holding his arm with one hand and his waist with the other, and walked outside with difficulty.

As everyone knows, this scene exploded among the employees again.

At the same time, it also reached Shen Zhexing.

When he saw their intimate photos, his eyes were so red that they seemed to bleed, and he became more determined to get rid of Jian Sichen.

The slightest hesitation in my heart also disappeared at this moment. I just wished I could kill Jian Sichen quickly so that he could completely disappear from Shen Luoxue's world.

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