Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Madam has already entered the emergency room.

"Mr. Huo is looking for you."

Cheng Zhi sighed, holding the paintbrush with his right hand, and answered the phone with his left hand.

"I agreed to let Yan Fusheng see you, not to let you rush to work for him."

Huo Linyuan obviously already knew what she had done in the past two days from the servant or private security.

"No, when there is inspiration, it will feel better, like going down the river, with high efficiency, and the progress will be much faster than usual..." Cheng Zhi explained.

Then he realized that he didn't need to explain to him.

Moreover, he interfered too much.

"This is my job, why does Uncle Yan ask you to agree when he sees me?"

When it comes to work, she directly stated that she wanted to leave Tianyun.

Huo Linyuan was silent for a moment, not surprised, his reaction was flat.

"You can do whatever you want, but only if you are in good health."

He said such a thing, it was really funny.

Cheng Zhi had half a minute and didn't know how to answer.

Wasn't her physical and mental health ruined by him?

At this time, Huo Linyuan said again: "Pay attention to rest, take advantage of this month to take good care of your health, and you will go abroad next month."

His tone is still cold, but he has obviously softened his attitude, and the meaning of persuasion is stronger.

Cheng Zhi looked down at the sketch that had been revised almost, but didn't reply immediately.

His practical concern gave her gentleness the upper hand.

She is not good or bad.

Even if you can't accept him as a person, you can't treat him indifferently out of sincere good intentions.

"Understood, I don't have all the painting tools here. I'm just finishing the line draft at most. I won't be tired. Don't make a big deal out of it."

She wasn't sure if he had scolded the servant, anyway, seeing the servant's expression when he came over, she was always a little trembling.

"Well. How's your temperature today?" Huo Linyuan asked.

He seemed to be tired, or he talked too much when he was busy, and now his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke in a low voice.

Listening to the phone makes people's ears feel itchy.

"You should have asked someone else."

Cheng Zhi turned on the speakerphone, and stopped holding the phone. The "rustling" sound of the pen tip rubbing against the drawing paper was inadvertently transmitted to the opposite side along with the words.

"Talk to me a few more words, and I will feel better and not be so tired." Huo Linyuan said.

He was so blunt that it made Cheng Zhi's pen stop.

To be honest, the current Huo Linyuan is like a real person in front of her.

When sad, the eye circles will be red, there will be his weakness and fatigue, and occasionally he will be childish.

It is more real than when they first met together, more flesh and blood.

"I didn't go back at the agreed time, why don't you ask?" There was another hoarse voice on the other end of the phone.

Make up your mind to get her to talk more.

Cheng Zhi finally stopped writing and answered his question word by word.

"The body temperature was okay last night. It was a little hot at noon. Now it has stabilized, less than 38 degrees."

"It's still not good." Huo Linyuan said.

He seemed very upset, and his tone was indifferent. He heard the sound, and he was lighting a cigarette.

Cheng Zhi frowned and stopped talking.

"There will be dinner later, only this one."

After a pause, Huo Linyuan asked: "If I don't go back, why didn't I ask a single question?"

"I'll be more comfortable if you don't come back." Cheng Zhi was as straightforward as him.

There was a low chuckle from over there, casually, but it could be heard that she really minded what she said.

"Then let me ask you, I'm not here, what are you going to do tomorrow?" Huo Linyuan asked.

Cheng Zhi sat cross-legged, slowly raised her head, and leaned on the sofa.

she does not know.