Boss Alpha's Thousand-Layer Routine

The weekend ended and a new week ushered in, Wen Mi woke up early with a sore throat and difficulty speaking, dizzy.If the symptoms are not relieved the next day, he plans to go to the hospital to hang water.

After Wen Mi went to the company to make himself a cup of Chuanbei Pipa Gao Gao, he slumped on the chair listlessly and didn't want to move.

The employees arrived one after another, and when they saw Wen Mi like this, they wanted to come over to say hello. Wen Mi was not in the mood to lie down on the table for a rest before it was time, so that others would not come to disturb him.

Unexpectedly, Wen Mi fell asleep after lying down like this. When Ling Heshi came to work, he saw the only little Omega among the countless employees who were working hard with their backs upright.

Walking in front of Wen Mi, Ling He bent his index finger and tapped twice on the wooden table.

"Go to work." After Ling He finished speaking, he put the candy for Wen Mi on the table.

The little Omega responded vaguely, and raised his head slowly, revealing a face flushed from sleep.

"Sleep and deduct wages." Ling Heshi rushed to the meeting, made a joke, and left in a hurry.

Wen Mi felt tired and cold, and when he realized that it was Ling He who was speaking, the other party only left a back view of getting on the elevator.

Looking at the citrus candies on the table, Wen Mi opened one and contained one, and forced himself to work on the computer.

After some time, Wen Mi's cell phone rang, and it was his father.Wen Mi had an ominous premonition, but still went to the stairs to pick up the phone.

"How did you talk to your brother yesterday?"

"You were not allowed to move out at the beginning, but you wanted to move out. You couldn't take care of yourself. Why did you and your brother get angry?"

Wen Mi endured a sore throat in the face of his father's harsh lesson, and made an excuse.

"He didn't believe me first."

"Then you won't explain it to him well? How come your kid's temper is getting more and more weird after moving out. "

"Call your brother later to apologize. Dad is busy, so he hung up."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, the house that was about to be built in Wen Mi's heart collapsed in an instant. People are always more vulnerable than usual when they are sick. Cry well in the house, release your emotions, and it will pass.

In the end, Wen Mi didn't do anything, took a rest in the airless stairwell, and returned to his work station as if nothing had happened.

On the other side, Ling Heshi's meeting was halfway through, and he received a message from his little dad, saying that he would make braised octopus for the two of them at noon, and asked if they wanted to put chili.

Ling Heshi forwarded the message to Wen Mi, but there was no reply.

Listening to the manager's work report, Ling He unconsciously pressed his thumb on the space bar of the notebook, he felt something was wrong with Wen Mi.

"Take a rest for 10 minutes first." Interrupting the manager's report, Ling Heshi hurriedly walked, seeing that there was something urgent, the managers of various departments who were left behind looked at Assistant Zhou one after another.

Assistant Zhou glanced expressionlessly at Mr. Ling's computer screen full of empty spaces, and repeated what Ling Heshi had said.

When I returned to Ling He on the [-]th floor, I walked quickly to Wen Mi's vacant work station. There were only two candies left in the unpacked sugar bag on the table, and there were throat lozenges in the trash can besides a pile of sugar wrappers. corner of .

Ling He remembered seeing Wen Mi sneezing at University A on Saturday, and the little Omega must have a worsening cold.

Wen Mi ran out of hot water, took another cup and went back to his work station, when he saw Ling Heshi standing there.

"Boss Ling, is your meeting over?" There are other employees in Wenmi who are not as casual as they are in private.

Wen Mi's cheeks were flushed, her lips were bright red but dry and dehydrated, her moist and clear eyes were also lacklustre at this moment, and her whole body was full of depression.

Hearing the hoarse voice again, Ling Heshi's eyes froze.

"Did you have a fever?" Without any explanation, Ling He put his hand on Wen Mi's forehead, and the hot palm proved his guess.

"How do you take care of yourself? If you're like this and don't go to the hospital, you'd be a fool!" Ling Heshi didn't get angry at all, and his tone couldn't help but become stern.

Taking the cup away from Wen Mi's hand, Ling Heshi grabbed the little Omega's hand, turned around and walked to the elevator.

Every time Ling He held Wen Mi's hand, the temperature was not high, but this time the temperature of the little Omega's hand was higher than his own, which shows that he had a severe fever this time.

There were only the two of them in the elevator, and Ling Heshi's anger was even worse. He couldn't explain the reason, but felt the temperature of the hand he was holding flowed through the skin, along the blood to the heart, causing him a dull pain. .

Ling Heshi pulled Wen Mi into the car, but there was no movement beside him. While navigating, he coldly reminded: "Fasten your seat belt."

There was no response, Ling Heshi turned his head to look, his serious expression turned into panic in an instant, Wen Mi lowered his head and couldn't see his face, but a small piece of his thigh was wet.

Little Omega is crying?

How can someone cry silently, without even twitching their shoulders? Ling Heshi stared at Wen Mi in a daze, and after seeing another tear fell, he recovered his senses and frantically rummaged through the place where the candy was hidden, and finally found it. A pack of tissues.

"I'm sorry, I was too aggressive." Ling Heshi handed over a few pieces of paper, but Wen Mi didn't take it, but his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

Although Ling Heshi looks a little fierce and has a cold attitude towards Omega, he has never made anyone cry. There are very few Omega around him. Ling Heshi didn't know how to coax people at all.

"Don't cry, as long as you don't cry, you can ask for promotion and salary increase, even if I give you all this pile of candies." Seeing Wen Mi finally took the tissue, Ling Heshi gave himself a pep talk make persistent efforts.

"The picture I took for you yesterday, I can give you that pile of candy. You don't know how hard that candy is to buy. You have to order the citrus flavor yourself. I ordered those bags of candy on the 1st of last month. This is all one It took me many months to get those few bags, as long as you don’t cry, I’ll ask my aunt to bring them to you immediately.”

Wen Mi wiped his tears and blew his nose. It seems that no one has coaxed his younger brother since he was born. Being coaxed by Ling Heshi like this, Wen Mi suddenly felt even more wronged, and tears overflowed his eyes uncontrollably.

"It's not that I... didn't take good care of myself..." Wen Mi stammered while crying, "But I'm just sick... Is it my fault?"

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Ling Heshi leaned back uncontrollably, and then leaned in front of Wen Mi, patted him on the back lightly, "Blame me, it's all my fault."

"Stop taking pictures, I will still cry if you take pictures again..."

Ling Heshi remembered what he said when he patted and didn't cough, and silently changed it to Wen Mishun.

"Cry, you'll feel better after crying."

Wen Mi could faintly see a faint red mark on the side of the hand holding the tissue. Ling Heshi touched it with his hand with distressed eyes, and then took the little Omega into his arms.

As Wen Mi twitched while crying, her hair swept across Ling Heshi's chin from time to time. I wonder if the little Omega candy is too much. When Ling He is hugged together, he can always smell a faint citrus smell , exactly the same as the citrus smell left behind when it rained and sent Wenmi back last time.

When she was sniffing Ling He, she felt Wen Mi push her.

"What's wrong?" Alpha asked carefully and gently, afraid of making people cry again.

"My nose is ventilated, and you are blocking my breathing." Wen Mi, who had a stuffy nose all morning, finally blew his nose and cleared it.

"..." Don't be ignorant.