The slag of quick time travel is difficult to attack

An Rui's mind was like a mess, and he didn't know where he was.Faintly feeling the warmth on the lips, the dry throat is extremely eager for water, and the mouth reflexively moves close to the water source, swallowing the water that the other party has entered.

After a few seconds, his pupils focused, and he saw clearly that the man standing straight up was He Zihuan.

He Zihuan smiled at him, lifted the man who was frowning and glanced around to the head of the bed, put a soft pillow on his back, and carefully avoided the needle.

An Rui felt a dull pain in his head, his memory came back, and he knew that he had fallen ill.He drank another glass of water that He Zihuan fed to his mouth, and asked hoarsely, "What time is it?"

He Zihuan blamed him for not taking good care of himself, "It's nine o'clock in the evening on December 12th, and you have been in a coma for a day and a night with a high fever."

An Rui's brows became tighter, and he had slept for so long.There was only He Zihuan in the room, "Why are you here? Where are Zhou Ping and Len?"

He Zihuan skipped the first question and said, "They have taken care of you for a long time, and they just went to rest. Tell me if you need anything, and I will stay with you."

An Rui saw his darkened eye circles and protruding beard stubble, has this person been by his side all the time?

He Zihuan wiped off the hot sweat on An Rui's cheeks with a warm towel, and said with concern: "The doctor said that there is no serious problem, but you still have a low-grade fever and you need to recuperate. Is there any discomfort?"

An Rui stared at He Zihuan with dark eyes, pursed his lips and remained silent.He Zihuan looked at him frankly, with nothing but concern and distress in his eyes.

After a while, An Rui lowered his eyes and shook his head. He has long been used to illness and pain, and has always been alone.There is no need to rely on anyone, and there is no one to rely on.

Suddenly, An Rui froze, his face turned ugly, "You go out first."

"what happened?"

An Rui's face became redder, and he said with a more serious tone, "Get out!"

He Zihuan blinked, chuckled as if suddenly realizing, took off the medicine bag and handed it to An Rui.

An Rui took the medicine bag reflexively, and for no reason, just as he was about to speak, He Zihuan suddenly hugged him horizontally, so startled that he immediately wrapped his arms around the other's neck.

"what are you doing!"

He Zihuan calmly carried An Rui into the bathroom, "You drank so much water, it's normal to want to go to the toilet, just tell me."

"Put me down!"

An Rui, who was exposed, was extremely ashamed and struggled to get off the ground, but was hugged tightly by He Zihuan until he was next to the toilet.

An Rui's face was flushed red, he didn't know whether it was because of fever or anger.Maybe it's because of his illness, he couldn't maintain the arrogant and desolate personality of the past, so he glared at He Zihuan angrily, but he looked a little cute instead.

"go out!"

He Zihuan took the medicine bag from his hand and held it up, and turned around with a smile, "I don't want to look at it, just help you get the medicine bag, go ahead."

An Rui clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, but finally compromised due to inconvenience, and pulled down his pants with his back to He Zihuan.

After half a sound, the sound of water ended.He Zihuan turned around without changing his face, as if he didn't hear or know anything.An Rui's face was dark and ugly. If the other party said a word at this time, he would definitely silence him.

After washing his hands, He Zihuan ignored Anrui's struggle and carried him back to the bed again. Before Anrui let him go, He Zihuan voluntarily left the room and called a group of private doctors into the room.

The doctor gave An Rui a comprehensive examination, and when He Zihuan returned to his room with the dinner plate, he had finished taking the medicine.Zhou Pinghou was on the sidelines, and Len was reporting to work.

Seeing this, He Zihuan's dissatisfaction flashed away, and then he walked to the bed with a smile, "You haven't eaten all day and night, I made porridge and side dishes, eat some."

An Rui's nose moved unconsciously, and he swallowed because of the bewitching aroma. He really missed He Zihuan's cooking.

He nodded to Len, Len understood, put down a stack of documents and computers, and exited the room with Zhou Ping.

There were only two people left in the room again.He Zihuan sat next to An Rui, wrapped his arms around his waist under the puzzled expression of the other party, and with a little force, An Rui was embraced by the man in his arms, leaning against his strong and broad chest.

He Zihuan took the dinner plate and put it on the bed, picked up the porridge bowl with his left hand, scooped up a spoonful of shredded matsutake chicken porridge with his right hand and brought it to An Rui's mouth after blowing it cool.

The two were close to each other, as close as lovers, the man's cherishing and pampering gesture made An Rui's breathing disorder.He pursed his thin lips tightly, staring at the porridge in front of him and refused to speak.

He Zihuan took advantage of the opportunity to kiss his forehead, and said with a light smile, "Try it, it's specially made for you to nourish your body."

An Rui's heart skipped a beat, his blue eyes flickered unclearly, and he opened his mouth to swallow the chicken porridge.Soft and sweet, light and appetizing, it instantly made Anrui feel hungry.

He Zihuan kissed his ear, "Is it delicious?"

An Rui didn't say a word, and He Zihuan didn't care, he blew cold chicken porridge and fed it into his mouth.Served with sweet and sour fried yam, it nourishes and appetizes the stomach, and wiped out all the gold masters who were hungry and had stomach problems.

After the meal, He Zihuan leaned up to kiss him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "In the future, Mr. An should take me with you when he is on a business trip, so as not to suffer from stomach problems again. Or I will be a chef, your personal chef, and I will cook it for you in the future." Rice, okay?"

An Rui only thought that he was tucking himself secretly, avoiding the man's lips, but he was held even tighter.He Zihuan changed the subject, filled with pity in his helplessness, "Eat well, take care of yourself, and don't get sick again.

"I will be worried, I will be very distressed."

An Rui froze, his chest was sore.The man's body temperature surrounded her tightly, and it was clear that he had a higher fever, but An Rui was attached to He Zihuan's temperature, and unconsciously retracted into the man's arms.

Maybe it's because of the weakness in the illness, but there is still a voice in my heart whispering: It's fake, he lied to you.But An Rui didn't listen this time, and indulged himself in the temporary illusion.

Just like eight years ago, he thought that there was someone who really cared about him, loved him, and would hold him in his arms for the rest of his life.

He Zihuan leaned lightly on An Rui's shoulder, rubbing his lips behind his ears and the side of his neck.The two of them stuck together tightly, the previous coldness and precautions faded away, and the atmosphere was rarely warm and peaceful.

The fever made Anrui mentally weak, and he fell asleep after a while. He Zihuan whispered softly, "Sleep, you need to rest."

The word "rest" was like a switch that made Anrui wake up in an instant. He braced himself up and looked at the table, "Give me the documents and computer." As the president of the Asia Pacific region, there is no time or qualification for rest.Including other industries under An's name, there is already a pile of jobs in just one day.

He Zihuan was unmoved, "Don't worry, everything is working fine, I'll let Len take care of it later." His expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "The doctor said you have to rest well, otherwise the illness will prolong and never recover. With Len taking care of you, you should sleep well, and we will talk about big things tomorrow."

An Rui refused to listen, and pulled back the quilt to get out of bed, but was held tightly by He Zihuan, unable to move.

"open!"

He Zihuan was unusually tough, confronting An Rui with a deadpan face.

An Rui's face darkened, and he sneered coldly, "Do you think I'm the same as you, a rich second generation who can reach out. Do you know how much I paid to get to where I am today?"

An Rui has always been arrogant and cunning, never showing weakness in front of others, but at this moment he complained, "Mr. An never wants useless people. If you have no value in existence, you will be abandoned immediately." He paused and ticked one Sneered, "It doesn't matter if your surname is An or not."

The man smiled bitterly, He Zihuan hugged him tightly, his voice was as gentle as water and affectionate as the sea, "I know, you are different from me, you are really outstanding, and you work hard."

"Sorry, I just feel sorry for you for working too hard, and I hope you will be happier."

An Rui choked, his pupils dilated, his eye sockets suddenly turned sour, and he hurriedly closed his eyes to suppress his emotions.

Everyone only cares about how high he climbs, but no one cares about how tired he is or whether he wants to climb.

After a while, An Rui pushed the man away, his expression no longer disturbed.Seeing his resolute attitude, He Zihuan sighed and took the documents and computer to the bedside.But he didn't pass it to An Rui, but opened the quick browse by himself.

An Rui frowned, the man's expression was completely different from the previous fierce and sincere, before he could stop, He Zihuan had already opened his mouth in a deep voice, clearly organized and focused.

"The market share of CA's Chinese subsidiary has increased by 5% this year, and the return on investment is 148%, an increase of 18% month-on-month. Next year's investment plan will focus on online TV series and video platforms, and apply for US$11 billion in UN funding support."

He Zihuan thought for a moment and said: "CA itself has enough funds to return. I think [-] million is enough. Should I go back and redo the investment plan?" Nothing but acting?"

An Rui pursed his lips and said nothing, He Zihuan smiled and said, "Can't I know how to cook?"

He slowed down his tone and persuaded: "You lie down and rest, just tell me after listening, and I will give you a reply."

Anrui was really weak, so he could only nod his head and said, "The investment amount is too high."

After hearing this, He Zihuan scribbled in circles, and quickly opened the next copy.

"Singapore's UN subsidiary has a yield of 26% this year, down 3% month-on-month. The main factor is that Universal Entertainment has squeezed its market share. However, according to the analysis report, the return on investment is not satisfactory, and the management should be investigated and adjusted."

"Okay, let Len conduct a personnel investigation."

"Vogue's sales fell by 7% this year, but the decline rate slowed down by 2% year-on-year. The decline in print media sales is the inevitable result of the development of online media. Vogue has done a good job in marketing this year, and the adjusted plan can be used until next year."

"it is good."

......

Each of He Zihuan's reports was concise and clear, and before Anrui spoke, he had already put forward precise analysis and solutions, so that Anrui hardly had to use his brain.Coupled with the gentle and deep voice of the man, like a lullaby, An Rui, who was extremely tired after 10 minutes, finally couldn't support the eyelids that had been fighting all the time, tilted his head and closed his eyes.

He Zihuan quickly supported the opponent's head with his eyes and hands, carefully laid him down on the pillow, and covered him with the quilt.

An Rui frowned, He Zihuan patted him on the back, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Hey, go to sleep, go to sleep, it's okay..."

An Rui gradually fell into a deep sleep, and He Zihuan turned off the headlight, leaving only a desk lamp.While guarding An Rui by the bed, while reviewing the remaining documents, he tried to help the other party to reduce the burden.

In the middle of the night, Anrui suddenly started kicking off the quilt, wrinkling his face and moving non-stop.He Zihuan hurriedly wrapped him in a quilt. He was sweating, and the fever should subside after the exposure. If he catches a cold again, his body temperature will rise again.

An Rui was very restless, so He Zihuan had no choice but to go to bed and wrap him in his arms, covering him tightly with the quilt while coaxing him, "It's all right, baby, go to sleep, it's not hot anymore, go to sleep..."

An Rui took off the cold and hard shell, squeezed into the man's arms childishly, rubbed his flushed cheek against He Zihuan's chest and murmured "hot", and it took a long time before he was coaxed to fall asleep again.

He Zihuan stayed with him for a day and two nights, equally exhausted, holding the small heater in his arms and closing his eyes.

When An Rui woke up the next day, he was in good spirits, sweating, as if he looked brand new.

A pair of big hands around his waist hugged him in his arms, An Rui blinked, and raised his head to meet He Zihuan's handsome and steady sleeping face.

Except for the first night, they have never slept together in the same bed, and even after loving An Rui, they would not let He Zihuan sleep in their own room.

An Rui stared at He Zihuan with dark eyes, for a long time, leaned back on the man's chest, closed his eyes, and snuggled into his arms.

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