Has Bai Yueguang lost his horse today?

"Wait, I'll be right there." Jian Jihuai said quickly.

Jian Jihuai didn't hang up the phone, Zhou Chengran listened to the rustling voice from the other end of the phone.

My heart suddenly settled down.

Zhou Shengran wanted to support himself to stand up from the ground, but his body was very soft, and finally he could only prop his head on the bed weakly.

There seemed to be a layer of paste in his head. It seemed that only a while, and it seemed that after a long time, he heard the sound of the door being opened.

In addition, he also heard Jian Jihuai's voice, but the voice was suddenly near and far away, a little unreal.

"Ran Ran!"

As soon as Jian Jihuai entered the door, he saw Zhou Shengran sitting on the ground with his head leaning on the edge of the bed, wearing only thin pajamas.

He strode over, squatting down to help him up.

As soon as he met Zhou Shengran, Jian Jihuai's expression changed.

Zhou Shengran's body temperature was very high, his whole body was hot, his fair skin exposed to the air became faintly reddish, and the air he exhaled from his nose felt a little hot.

He directly put his hand under Zhou Shengran's bangs to his forehead.

Also very hot.

Feeling something cold sticking to his hot forehead, Zhou Chengran felt a little better, he opened his eyes with difficulty, there was a layer of water vapor in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Brother Jian..."

His eyes were blurred, but he still knew from the faint fragrance of grass and trees that it was Jian Jihuai who had arrived.

While yelling, he adjusted his position and rubbed against Jian Jihuai's hand, trying to make the ice cold stick more.

"Why don't you pay attention to keeping warm when you have a fever?" Because of his illness, Zhou Shengran's voice softened a lot. It was the first time Jian Jihuai saw such a fragile and helpless Zhou Shengran, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He withdrew his hand, quickly helped Zhou Chengran up and sat on the bed, then pulled Zhou Chengran's coat, and said anxiously, "Put on your clothes, I'll take you to the hospital."

Sensing that Jian Jihuai was helping him to dress, Zhou Chengran resisted a little: "I won't wear it, it's hot."

"Put on the clothes, I'll take you to the hospital for treatment, good boy." Jian Jihuai felt Zhou Shengran's resistance, so she could only coax him in a low voice, while helping him put on the clothes like helping a child.

Although Zhou Shengran resisted psychologically, he didn't have the strength to resist at all, so he could only passively ask Jian Jihuai to help him put on the sweater and coat.

The dizziness became more and more severe, and his head began to swell, Zhou Chengran closed his eyes again, but still frowned: "Brother Jian, I'm thirsty."

"You wait." Jian Jihuai quickly explained, got up and took a glass of water back, fed Zhou Shengran and drank it, then went to the bathroom to moisten the towel with cold water, then folded back, lifted Zhou Shengran's bangs, and gently pasted the towel on his forehead.

Sure enough, Zhou Shengran stopped making trouble.

After drinking the water, Zhou Shengran's head was a little cleared up by the cold feeling from his forehead. He opened his eyes again and saw Jian Jihuai's undisguised eager concern.

What is the cause of this concern?

Is it because you regard him as your younger brother, or because you like him?

Jian Jihuai was his love at first sight, the first person he fell in love with, he didn't know what to do to make Jian Jihuai fall in love with him, he could only keep guessing the thoughts behind every action of Jian Jihuai.

But even if Jian Jihuai was close at hand, he still couldn't guess what Jian Jihuai was thinking.

I had a terrible headache, like something had exploded inside my head.

He didn't want to guess anymore. It was exhausting and painful to guess what a person was thinking.

Pushing away Jian Jihuai's hand holding the towel, he grasped Jian Jihuai's neckline with all his strength, Zhou Shengran put his face in front of Jian Jihuai, and said intermittently: "Brother Jian, the reason you treat me well is because you really treat me like a little girl. Children to take care of, or because of other things?"

He forced himself to open his eyes, looking directly into Jian Jihuai's eyes: "I don't want you to treat me like a child..."

After finishing speaking, the pain in Zhou Chengran's head suddenly broke out, he couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

The hot breath hit the face, and Jian Jihuai's eyes trembled slightly.

Seeing Zhou Shengran lying powerlessly in his arms, he collected himself, picked him up directly, and walked out the door.

The hotel's underground car park.

Xu Yixin had already driven the car over, and Jian Jihuai carried Zhou Shengran into the back seat: "Go to the nearest hospital, drive faster."

"Yeah." Xu Yixin agreed, and couldn't help yawning at the same time.

"It happened suddenly, please get up in the middle of the night." Jian Jihuai sighed and said.

At this point in time, the crew members were resting, and he couldn't find a car, so he could only call Xu Yixin to borrow a car.

"It's okay. As assistants, we have to deal with all kinds of emergencies at any time. The schedule is even more chaotic than your artists. I'm used to it." Xu Yixin said.

The car started slowly and soon got on the road.

Jian Jihuai helped Zhou Shengran adjust his sitting posture, but found Zhou Shengran curled up.

A patient with a fever would feel hot and cold, so Jian Jihuai helped Zhou Shengran zip up his clothes, carefully wrapped a scarf around him, and let him lean on his shoulders.

There were no cars on the road in the middle of the night, so Xu Yixin drove the car all the way to the hospital smoothly.

The doctor on the night shift took his temperature.

40.5 degrees, you must use a bottle.

Jian Jihuai directly helped Zhou Shengran go through the hospitalization procedures.

Until seeing Zhou Shengran lying on the bed and hanging up the water, Jian Jihuai's pounding heart finally calmed down gradually.

"Xiao Jian, everyone has already been delivered, and the hanging bottle has been hung up. How about I call Xiao Cen and ask him to come and take care of it?" Xu Yixin asked.

During this period of time, Xu Yixin and Cen Xu got acquainted, and the two even made friends with each other to play black games.

Jian Jihuai: "Send him a message and ask him to come over tomorrow morning. I will open a hospital bed for you, and you can sleep there."

Xu Yixin: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Jian Jihuai shook his head: "I have to take care of him, you just sleep first."

Xu Yixin was puzzled: "Hey, but don't you still have work tomorrow?"

Jian Jihuai: "The leading actors are all sick and hospitalized. This scene cannot be filmed for the time being. It is estimated that they will be on vacation for a few days."

Seeing Jian Jihuai's insistence, Xu Yixin went to the next bed and lay down.

Before going to bed, a thought flashed through his mind.

My boss treats Xiao Zhou very well.

After Xu Yixin went to sleep, the ward became completely quiet.

Just now he was full of worries about Zhou Shengran, and Jian Jihuai didn't have the heart to think about other things. Now that he relaxed a little, he noticed details that he hadn't thought of before.

Zhou Shengran's assistant hasn't moved much so far, probably because he doesn't know anything about this matter.

So when Zhou Shengran found out that something was wrong, his first reaction was to call him?

And what Zhou Shengran said before he passed out - "I don't want you to treat me like a child."

Did what Zhou Shengran said mean what he thought?

He seemed to occupy a large proportion in Zhou Shengran's heart.

Jian Jihuai was lost in thought.

While in a daze, he suddenly heard a low sob.

Thinking that something happened to Zhou Shengran, Jian Jihuai walked over with some anxiety.

Zhou Chengran seemed to be having a nightmare, his whole body was trembling slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "Brother Jian...Brother Jian...don't leave, okay..."

His voice was slightly crying. Jian Jihuai checked the quilt, put his hand under the quilt, held Zhou Chengran's hand that had no needle inserted, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, I won't go."

Zhou Chengran in the dream seemed to have heard his words, and gradually calmed down.

The hanging bottle has played a little role, Zhou Chengran's body temperature has dropped a little, but his hands are still hotter than normal body temperature.

Jian Jihuai held Zhou Shengran's hand with one hand, and remembered what the doctor said just now.

"If you don't find out in time, if you come later, you may be burned as a fool. If you don't find out, you may die."

Repeatedly chewing the doctor's words, Jian Jihuai felt palpitations for no reason.

When he was sleeping, his phone would always turn on the Do Not Disturb mode, but tonight he didn't turn it on because Zhou Chengran was at risk of getting sick.

Fortunately, he didn't open - if Zhou Shengran couldn't contact him, would he be afraid and sad?

Jian Jihuai unconsciously closed his palms. After realizing that the hand he was holding was struggling a little, he came back to his senses and loosened his grip, but he did not let go.

Seeing that Zhou Shengran's situation began to stabilize, Jian Jihuai took out his mobile phone, with cold eyes, and sent a few messages to Zheng Xian and He Jue.

He would never let Li Heng go easily.

Zhou Shengran had another dream.

He dreamed of the scene where he and Jian Jihuai met for the first time.

A very ordinary time after school, an ordinary evening, an ordinary meeting on the road.

From a long distance, he noticed Jian Jihuai.

At that time, Jian Jihuai was only in her senior year, and she had already won two best actor trophies, and she was considered one of the best legends in the whole school.

Many people have seen Jian Jihuai, but they don't dare to see him.

Because the light on Jian Jihuai's body was too bright, even if he stood there and did nothing, they were inexplicably afraid to look directly at him.

Zhou Chengran was not afraid, his gaze kept on Jian Jihuai's face.

The real person Jian Jihuai looks better than the photos, and is more vivid. Zhou Chengran watched from a distance, and suddenly his heart moved.

He confirmed at that moment that Jian Jihuai was his favorite type, no matter in appearance or personality.

Seeing that the distance between Jian Jihuai and Jian Jihuai was getting closer and closer, he somehow looked away guiltily and stared straight ahead.When he was about to pass by, he heard Jian Jihuai call his name in a low voice.

The scene changed abruptly, and it turned into Jian Jihuai lying in his arms, with blood all over his head and white lips.

Jian Jihuai raised his blood-stained hand, and gently stroked his face, his pupils were dilated: "However, it seems that Brother Jian has to take a lot of steps first, and I can't go down with you anymore..."

Huge grief hit like a wave, overwhelming Zhou Chengran. Looking at the person in his arms, his tears rolled down uncontrollably: "Brother Jian! Don't leave, okay..."

Just when he was a little panicked, the scene switched again.

He lay on his back on the bed, Jian Jihuai put his hand on his head, and interlocked his fingers: "Why are you crying, kid?"

While teasing and laughing, Jian Jihuai leaned down and kissed his lips gently.

The scene was switched too abruptly, subconsciously felt something was wrong, Zhou Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the white ceiling in front of him, he didn't realize it.

"Are you awake? Do you feel better?" Jian Jihuai's voice rang in his ears.

Zhou Shengran subconsciously wanted to pinch his fingertips to check if he was still in a dream, but he felt a warm and real touch from his hand.

Zhou Shengran turned his head away.

Sitting by the bed, Jian Jihuai smiled, raised his other hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes: "Don't cry, it's just a nightmare."

The author has something to say: Zhou Shengran: Hurry up!Tease me!