Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

At the same time, Sui Xing called, "Mr. Qin, President Ji has checked out and is going to the airport. I checked and the flight back to South City is at 11:30 pm."

If this call had been made half an hour earlier.

Qin Heng's mind went blank. He didn't even have time to hang up the phone. He rushed into the elevator, grabbed a hotel security guard and sent him to the airport.

He knew he couldn't blame Sui Xing.

If God wanted to play a joke on him, no one could stop it.

It's already half past ten.

It takes nearly half an hour to get to the airport from here, which is about the time when ticket checking stops.

Fortunately, there were not many cars on this road during this period of time.

The original time of more than half an hour was shortened to twenty-eight minutes.

Qin Heng ran towards the terminal while dialing Ouyang Fan's number.

He had called Ji Qing countless times on the way.

Without exception, no one answered.

The moment Ouyang Fan answered the call, Qin Heng heard a reminder on the radio that flights to South City would soon stop checking tickets.

"Hello, Doctor Qin?"

Qin Heng was now in the crowded airport, and said in a dry and low voice: "Give her the phone."

"Doctor Qin..."

"Give her the phone!"

Ouyang Fan said with a stiff face: "Doctor Qin, President Ji won't answer your call. We are about to board the plane now and need to turn off our phones. I will..."

"Let her answer the phone." Qin Heng said the same thing.

Ouyang Fan: "Doctor Qin, please don't embarrass me."

"If you don't want me to embarrass you, just ask her to answer the phone. If you give her the phone, you'll be doing me a big favor."

He heard Ouyang Fanxiao say, "Boss Ji."

"Hang up." Ji Qing's voice came.

Ticket checking for flights to South City has been stopped.

When I heard what was being said on the radio, I heard a busy tone and a WeChat message came in on my phone.

It was a photo sent by Ji Qing.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he was lighting candles and he and Zhou Zhou were sitting around a cake.

Zhou Zhou showed a bright smile in the photo.

Apart from this photo, Ji Qing didn't say a single extra word.

Qin Heng quickly typed a line of words: Are you going to sentence me to death based on just a photo? The day before yesterday was Zhou Yan's birthday.

However, when he clicked send, a red exclamation mark appeared in front of the message.

……

Qin Heng paid a high price, called a Didi, and took the highway back to South City overnight.

It was already 3:30 in the morning when we returned to South City.

Sui Xing told him that Ji Qing did not return to Bi Hai Mansion nor to Hao Ting Yipin.

Instead, he went to another private residence.

Qin Heng had never been to that place. He had heard Ji Qing mention it before. It was a single-family villa she bought when she was about to graduate from college, but she hardly lived there after graduation.

Qin Heng chased after him. The lights were on in the villa and a blurry figure could be vaguely seen through the window of the upstairs room.

"The number you have dial can not be reached."

Qin Heng didn't give up and hit him again.

The result is still the same.

The walls of the villa are not high, and the people who live here are either rich or noble, so no one would dare to cause trouble here. Moreover, because every family living here has bodyguards, no one would dare to target these people.

But Ji Qing doesn't usually live here, so there are no bodyguards inside or outside the villa.

"Mr. Qin, I'll climb over the wall and open the door for you." Sui Xing said as he was about to start.

Qin Heng grabbed him and said, "I can do it myself."

She was already in a bad mood, and if she saw Sui Xing trespassing, she would lose her temper again.

Although he would rather she lost her temper at him than use cold violence like this.

But I still can't bear to see him angry.

The wall was not high, so Qin Heng didn't feel any discomfort when he climbed over the top and jumped down.

The moment he landed, he felt a shaking in his head and a little dizzy.

He couldn't care less at this moment. He jumped to the ground and strode towards the main house of the villa.

Ji Qing was on the second floor. After he entered the house, he went straight to the second floor.

When he pushed open the door, he saw Ouyang Fan sitting on the sofa.

Ouyang Fan shuddered with fear, "Qin, Doctor Qin?"

"What about her?"

"Who?" Ouyang Fan pretended to be dumb.

Qin Heng, who was always good-tempered, stepped forward and grabbed Ouyang Fan by the collar, "Let me ask you, where is she?"

Ouyang Fan's handsome face turned red with fright, "Boss Ji, Boss Ji is not here."

I don’t know if it’s because of the lighting, but Qin Heng’s handsome face looks a little pale.

He suddenly let go, "She deliberately asked you to come here and drive the car directly into the underground garage to confuse my sight."

"She doesn't want to see me."

……

When Qin Heng came out, Sui Xing hurriedly chased after him. When he got close to Qin Heng, he saw sweat on his forehead.

Such a cold day...

Sui Xing’s eyes widened and he touched Qin Heng’s forehead.

"Mr. Qin, you have a fever!"

Looking at the clothes he was wearing, they were considered thin in the middle of the night in the South City, let alone in the northern city of Yanjing.

Sui Xing immediately took off his coat and put it on Qin Heng's shoulders, then dragged him into the car and returned to the Bi Hai Mansion.

Qin Heng's fever reached 39 degrees at one point.

Sui Xing was busy feeding him medicine and wiping his sweat, but Qin Heng refused to let any woman get close to him, so the nanny couldn't help even if she wanted to.

Only Sui Xing knew that Qin Heng was unwilling to let women get close to him.

He refused to let any woman other than Ji Qing get close to him.

After Qin Heng took antipyretics, his fever subsided a little in the evening, but it still remained between 37.8 and 38.5 degrees.

When he was delirious with fever, he felt someone beside him.

Cover him with a blanket, pat his back gently, and say softly...

Say what?

Qin Heng tried hard to hear clearly, but his ears were buzzing and he could neither hear nor see who was around him.

The more he tried to open his eyes, the more his head hurt.

It seemed as if there was a huge net binding him in front of him.

He wanted to see the person in front of him clearly, and he wanted to hear clearly what the other person said in his ear.

The intense pain seemed to tear him apart.

The man touched his forehead with his, sighed, and said something else.

who is it?

Who is it?

Qin Heng was desperate to know the answer and hear the voice like a madman.

--wood.

——Qin Mutou!

Qin Heng let out a hoarse growl from his throat, suddenly opened his eyes, turned over, and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.