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As soon as the press conference was over, Zuo Qian immediately returned to the workshop.

In the scene that happened just now, he wasn't sure if Jiang Nan saw anything unusual.But for him, it was really embarrassing.

As for you.It's just that the cooperation at work is over, and it's not like you won't see each other in private, so there's nothing to cry about.

The more Zuo Qian thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his cheeks felt hot and uncomfortable as if they were about to burn.He pulled off the walkie-talkie angrily, and lay down on the table with his arms folded.

I don't know how long it has passed, just when Zuo Qian was feeling confused, he suddenly felt the back of a hand lightly pressed against his face.Startled, he raised his head quickly.

Pang Zhe looked at him worriedly and asked, "Zuo Qian, do you have a fever? Why is your face so hot when I touch it?"

"Is there?" Zuo Qian touched his face weakly, "I don't feel it. I just feel dizzy and a little cold all over."

Pang Zhe frowned, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and said, "Fuck, you definitely have a fever. Okay, don't lie here. Pack up your things quickly, and I'll ask the driver to take you back to the hotel .Do you have your medicine with you?"

"I brought it, I prepared all kinds of things before coming here." Zuo Qian looked at him dumbly, without any intention of getting up.

"Why are you still standing there, pack your things quickly. Don't be stupid." Pang Zhe put down the walkie-talkie and helped him pack his backpack. When he was about to call the driver, he started Asked: "Why don't you ask the driver to take you to the hospital for an injection. Is that okay?"

"No, absolutely not." Zuo Qian refused straight away.

"Okay, okay, don't go if you don't go." Pang Zhe was helpless, "Then tell me when you get to the room. I will go back to you after all these VIPs are withdrawn. By the way, you put the room in your house. Give me a card."

Zuo Qian took out a spare room card from his backpack and handed it to him.After Pang Zhe finished calling the driver, he instructed again: "Pang Pang, I will leave the booth to you. If Xu Wei wants to call me for anything, you can help me first. Don't talk to me. He said I had a fever, and I was afraid he would tell Jiang Nan again."

"Hey, don't worry about others right now." Pang Zhe clicked his tongue twice: "Li Ran has arranged more than a dozen media interviews for Director Jiang, and he is busy right now. Besides, isn't he tonight? Do you still want to attend the media appreciation dinner? So don't worry, he doesn't care about you. Let's go, I'll take you out."

"Well, then wait until I have a look at him before leaving." Zuo Qian picked up his bag, "Just take a sneak peek to prevent him from finding me."

When Zuo Qian and Pang Zhe came out from the backstage, Jiang Nan was still being interviewed by a certain TV media on the central round platform.A lot of people gathered around the round platform to watch.Several girls among them were taking pictures of him with their mobile phones.

Looking at this scene, Zuo Qian felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.He didn't know if his nerves were weakened by the fever, but he felt that he was very hypocritical today.

"Okay, let's go." He patted Pang Zhe on the shoulder, turned and left the booth.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Jiangnan accepted all the interviews.After the last group of media left, he leaned tiredly on the sofa and rubbed his temples.

"Director Jiang, the driver is already waiting at the entrance of the exhibition hall." Li Ran looked at his watch, "You need to go back to the hotel to change your clothes now, and then we will go to Sky One to attend the media appreciation dinner."

"I know." Jiang Nan said with his eyes closed, "You let me rest for 5 minutes."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you outside the door." Li Ran said as he opened the door and walked out.

After he went out, Jiang Nan immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zuo Qian.

For some reason, he always felt something was wrong in his heart.

It has been more than five hours since the end of the press conference, during which time he never saw Zuo Qian.Even when he was interviewed on the round stage in the morning, he only saw members of his team, and he did not appear at the booth.

Zuo Qian didn't answer the phone until it was cut off automatically.Jiang Nan became more and more uneasy.He held his mobile phone and thought for a while, then sent a WeChat message to Zuo Qian, then got up and walked out of the VIP room.

It was almost seven o'clock when Pang Zhe returned to the hotel.

As soon as he opened the door of Zuo Qian's room, he heard the phone ringing in the room.So he quickly followed the sound and ran over.When he picked up the phone from the bedside table, the phone had been automatically disconnected.The screen shows ten missed calls.

Pang Zhe frowned and looked down at Zuo Qian.

He didn't even change his suit, and lay on the bed in a mess covered with a quilt, motionless.I don't know if I fell asleep or passed out.A pile of medicines and half a glass of mineral water were placed in a mess on the bedside table.Pang Zhe bent down and touched his forehead, it was still hot.He sighed, and just as he was about to put down the phone, the phone rang again.

Pang Zhe saw that the call was signed by "Master Director".He guessed it should be Jiangnan, so he quickly picked it up.

"Hi, hello." Pang Zhe tiptoed to the bathroom with his mouth half covered.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing!" Jiang Nan said angrily on the phone: "Do you know how many times I called you!"

"I'm sorry, Director Jiang. I'm not Zuo Qian, I'm Pang Zhe." Pang Zhe whispered.

"You?" There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then Jiang Nan asked: "You are Pang Zhe? Where is Zuo Qian? Isn't this his mobile phone?"

"It's his, it's his." Pang Zhe said hesitantly, "but he's a bit uncomfortable now..."

"You ask him to answer the phone for me!" Jiang Nan interrupted him roughly.

Pang Zhe clicked his tongue, thinking that this matter cannot be hidden.So he confessed honestly: "Director Jiang, don't be angry. Zuo Qian has a fever and is falling asleep on the bed now. I'll ask him to call you after he wakes up, okay?"

"He has a fever?!" Jiang Nan was startled, and asked eagerly: "Then have you gone to the hospital? Where are you now? Tell me the place, and I will go there right away."

"No, no, no, we're not in the hospital." Pang Zhe said quickly, "Zuo Qian fainted from the needle and couldn't go to the hospital. I'm in his room now. Director Jiang, don't worry, he's already asleep. What's the matter?" I'll take care of him."

After Pang Zhe finished speaking, the other end of the phone fell silent again.After a while, Jiang Nan asked: "Pang Zhe, I want to ask you to do me a favor, can you?"

Upon hearing this, Pang Zhe quickly responded, "Director Jiang, you are too polite. Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"Well. I'm attending the media appreciation banquet on Sky One. It will take about an hour before I can go back to the hotel. After I go back, I will check out and go to your place. If it is soon, I will arrive at around 09:30. Before I go, I will tell you Tell me in advance, please go to the hotel entrance to meet me when the time comes, I don't want others to see it."

"No problem. Leave it to me." Pang Zhe agreed.

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Nan sighed, "Then I'll go in and get busy, please take care of him first."

"It's easy to talk about," Pang Zhe said, "I'll wait for your call."

After nine o'clock in the evening, when Jiangnan took a taxi to the Sheraton Hotel, Pang Zhe was already waiting at the door.After he put on the mask and got out of the car, Pang Zhe came over and whispered, "Director Jiang, don't worry. Our team just went out for dinner."

Jiang Nan nodded, and after Pang Zhe helped him take out his luggage from the trunk, the two went to the elevator room together.

After walking into the elevator, Jiang Nan suddenly asked: "Pang Zhe, I was too anxious and forgot to ask you just now. Did you already know about Zuo Qian and me?"

"Uh...yes." Pang Zhe smiled embarrassedly, "Zuo Qian and I are iron magnets. He usually tells me anything."

"That's it." Jiang Nan nodded thoughtfully, and asked again: "When did Zuo Qian have a fever?"

"It should be around noon. After the press conference, I searched for him at the booth but couldn't find him. Then I went to the workshop and found him lying on the table with his head in his arms. His face looked very uncomfortable. Okay. I wonder if he has a fever." Pang Zhe frowned and said, "I guess his cold has not been completely cured. It's just that he had been tense before the press conference, so he didn't have an attack. Now that the press conference has ended smoothly, He also felt relieved, maybe he just started to burn again."

"It should be... Then is he still asleep?" Jiang Nan asked again.

"Yeah. He has been asleep. But I just took his temperature. The fever has subsided a little." When Pang Zhe spoke, the elevator had already arrived at Zuo Qian's floor.He stepped out of the elevator, swiped open the second door on the left and said, "Director Jiang, please come in."

As soon as Jiang Nan entered the room, he saw Zuo Qian lying on the bed.He quickly dropped the suitcase and ran over.

Zuo Qian lay on the pillow with his head tilted, his face was flushed red.His eyes were closed tightly, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked haggard and pitiful.

Jiang Nan was very distressed.He sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed his hands together, and touched Zuo Qian's forehead.

"Hey, it's still burning." Jiang Nan clicked his tongue, "Why don't we go to the hospital like this."

"I also persuaded him to go to the hospital at noon, but he refused." Pang Zhe asked tentatively, "Should we send him there now?"

"Forget it. He's already asleep. I'm afraid I'll freeze him if I mess with him." Jiang Nan stood up and said while taking off his coat, "Pang Zhe, please go to the front desk and ask if the hotel has an infirmary." .If you have any, get me some rubbing alcohol and a cotton swab."

"Okay, I'll go right away." After Pang Zhe finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

After he left, Jiang Nan sat back beside the bed.Carefully touching Zuo Qian's face, he murmured: "Poor little boy, it must be very uncomfortable."

Zuo Qian frowned and hummed softly.

Looking at his dry and pale lips due to lack of water, Jiang Nan couldn't help feeling his forehead heat up, and leaned over to kiss him.

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