Dressed as cannon fodder, I went crazy, and the villain pampered me until I was numb.

The female assistant was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect that she would ask this question.

But ten years of training had already made her facial expressions more relaxed, and she immediately showed a gentle and generous standard smile: "You are the only one, Miss Xia."

She nodded and greeted the person perfunctorily.

My head hurts a little, and I don't want to use my little brain energy on these things.

After the assistant and several hotel attendants left, Xia Kou fiddled with herself in the bathroom for a while, soaking herself in a comfortable hot bath to drive away the cold air in her body.

Unfortunately, before I finished taking a bath, I started sneezing loudly.

Ren, who almost fell asleep in the bathtub, was woken up by his own sneezing.

The nose began to become more and more stuffy, and the headache was not relieved by taking a bath.

She thought it was time for her to go to bed and get some good sleep.

Stepping out of the bathtub, he dried himself off in a daze, put on a nightgown and got into bed.

The moment he fell, the clear consciousness he had been trying to maintain disappeared.

Unfortunately, she didn't sleep peacefully for long before she was disturbed by the pain all over her body and was tossing and turning.

I had a severe headache and brain fever, there was also a dull pain in my kneecaps, and I also had back pain at this time.

She sat up vaguely, thinking that this would not work.

Not being able to sleep is not okay, death is okay, but not being able to sleep well is even worse than death.

In the blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the red wine placed on the dining table.

Without thinking, she took a goblet, filled it with a few glasses, and drank them down in one gulp.

The slender and smooth coldness gave her burning body a hint of sweetness. She poured a few more glasses, trying to soothe the burning dryness in her body with the refreshing aroma of the wine.

She drank more than half of the entire bottle of red wine. With the wine in her ears, a heavy sleepiness finally came over her in anticipation.

She threw off her slippers, ran to the bed with bare feet, and fell asleep.

Xia Kou didn't know how long she slept. She didn't wake up until her whole body was as hot as a furnace. Cold sweat broke out on her back. Her whole body was lying on the soft bed as if she was immersed in water, so sore that she couldn't use any strength.

There was no moon in France tonight, and there was no light in the dim bedroom. She groped for her phone on the pillow.

The dazzling light instantly hurt her eyes.

Not caring so much, she sent a message to Shang Qi.

I wanted to tell him that I seemed to have a fever.

Maybe he was a little dizzy, and his typing hand made three mistakes in the five words. In the end, he typed and deleted, but he didn't know whether he had sent it or not.

The last message someone in the meeting received was.

[Xia Kou: The seafood I ate made me angry]

Shang Qi: "?"

In the solemn and rigorous conference hall, he stood up the moment he raised his hand.

The stream of reports suddenly stopped. Everyone stopped the equipment in their hands and stood up after him. Their eyes followed him closely to the door of the conference hall.

Shang Qi turned his back and called the female assistant.

"The seafood you gave her was not clean?"

The person on the other side paused for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shang, but I didn't feed Miss Xia any seafood. Miss Xia didn't order any meals and kept sleeping in the room."

He was startled for a few times, and felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. "Go to her room and have a look. If you need anything, contact her anytime."

"Ok."

The assistant opposite was also stunned for a moment, hung up the phone and knocked on the door of the suite next door.

But after knocking for a long time, no one responded.

The assistant panicked and quickly asked the front desk for the access card to open the door.

The suite was extremely dark, with half of the lights not on.

The assistant thought she was sleeping, so she only used the faint light from her mobile phone screen to illuminate the way for fear of waking others, and didn't even dare to turn on the flashlight.

When passing by the restaurant, I accidentally kicked a goblet scattered on the ground.

She went to the bedroom and found a person lying on the bed wearing a white bathrobe. The white bathrobe almost blended into the white sheets. Only the black and shiny hair could identify the person's position.

"Miss Xia?" She called her softly, but no one responded.

I called several more times, but still couldn't hear any response.

She hurriedly knelt down beside the bed to check his breathing.

……

It’s okay, okay, I’m breathing, I’m not dead yet…

"Sister..." Xia Kou vaguely sensed someone coming next to her, and suddenly stretched out her hand to grab the person.

The female assistant was frightened out of her wits, but her excellent professionalism kept her from screaming.

"Miss Xia, it's me..." She wanted to help him up, but found that the hand holding her was very hot and her voice was hoarse.

The assistant immediately put his hand to her forehead.

It's hot, frighteningly hot.

Without thinking, she turned around and called Shang Qi.

In the conference hall, the meeting that was still going on in an orderly manner was stopped instantly.

The employees didn't know what happened. They saw the boss sitting at the head of the table answered the phone, stood up with a bang, dropped everything, strode out, and casually told everyone, "What's left?" Switch to video conferencing.”

Just like that, he quickly disappeared from the conference hall.

Xia Kou lay paralyzed on the bed, feeling like the world was spinning, as if she had been thrown into the sea and kept rising and falling, unable to find a point of attachment, and drifted with the tide for a long time.

Every muscle and bone in her body felt like being hammered with nails, and the pain made her unable to stand upright.

He didn't even let her breathe. No matter how hard she exhausted her nose, she couldn't breathe. In the end, she was so impatient that she opened her mouth wide and exhaled the hot gas in big mouthfuls.

She didn't know how long she had been in this state of mind, when she heard movement beside her. A cold hand reached out and she subconsciously wanted to grab it. The soft touch was very much like her sister's...

Woohoo, she misses her sister so much, she doesn’t know why...

Finally, she became unconscious again, and after a while, she heard a male voice again.

"Why do you have such a severe fever?"

Then there was a flurry of female voices.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shang, I didn't take good care of myself..."

"Call a doctor, quickly."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

There was no movement after that, only a whirling sound of something unknown.

Shang Qi looked at the woman slumped on the bed with her limbs spread out with solemn eyes, feeling like something was tugging at the bottom of her heart.

After the assistant left, he sat beside her bed and slowly lifted the unconscious woman into his arms. The scalding temperature made him think he was holding a stove.

Shang Qi had just arrived from the conference hall. The journey was dusty and his suit jacket was stained with the cold air of the night.

Feeling the coldness, Xia Kou subconsciously covered his body, working her hands and feet on him, muttering, "Huh, you are cold, so comfortable."

The sick smell of alcohol fever filled her neck and his breath filled her neck. He held the person in his arms tightly and let out a long sigh, "It's all my fault."

Hearing the familiar voice, she opened her eyes in confusion, hugged his neck and smiled at him: "You're here~~~"