What should I do if I pretend to be a girl online to the president of the company?

Jing Mu jumped off the bed, and he barely walked on the ground after his leg was injured.

But at this moment, he was running so fast that the pain in his leg could hardly be felt.

Quickly rushing towards Aunt Mei who was packing up the dishes in the restaurant, without even having time to catch her breath, she hurriedly said: "Aunt Mei, Shengxing has fainted."

Aunt Mei was taken aback, put the forehead rag in her hand on the table, supported Jing Mu and said, "Mr. Jing, please don't worry, sit down first, I'll call the doctor."

How could Jingmu not be in a hurry.

Then a living person fainted in front of him, and there was still blood before he fainted. Could it be that he really knocked his head just now?

Isn't he fully responsible?Are you going to spend your whole life in bed after the epidemic?

The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became. The cold sweat on Jing Mu's back flowed down layer by layer along the direction of the spine.

The flow of cold sweat made Jingmu recover from the pain, and the plastered feet felt tearing, as if countless ants were gnawing on them.

Jing Mu collapsed on the sofa, and slowly began to adjust his breathing.

After hearing the news, Sebastian quickly pushed a wheelchair in the living room to the sofa, and said, "Ma'am, Dr. Lin has rushed over, do you want to go and see?"

Jing Mu listened, and immediately stood up with the armrest of the sofa, and got into the wheelchair with the help of Sebastian.

Then, he hurried back to the bedroom.

Sheng Sheng on the bed closed his eyes tightly, his brows were furrowed, as if he was in pain.

The man who was seeing the doctor in a suit turned around and pushed his glasses.

Jing Mu could only see a slit in his glasses, and asked Jing Mu solemnly: "When did he start having a fever? Did he have any other symptoms?"

Startled by the question, Jing Mu couldn't answer for a long time.

He was a little disappointed in himself, he was the one who had the most contact with Shengxing from morning till night, why couldn't he answer anything?

"Ah, I heard from Mr. Sheng that I have been coughing for the past two days and asked me to eat lightly." Aunt Mei replied thoughtfully.

Sebastian also added: "That's right, these few days, when Mr. Sheng was in the car, the air-conditioner told me to turn it up a bit."

Jing Mu had never felt so useless before, in the whole room, he was the one who had the most contact with Sheng Xing, but he didn't find that he had this symptom in the past few days.

He hated the feeling, that other people knew more about the prevailing than he felt.

Jing Mu thought about it in his mind, and finally said: "Well, I didn't know a few days ago, but the body temperature is so high, it should have started today."

"When he kissed me, the temperature of his lips was very high."

Jing Mu gave the evidence solemnly.

The people around looked at it, and Wu Meiyun even teased: "It seems that Mumu and Shengxing have a good relationship."

Jing Mu's face suddenly turned red, the red was faintly visible, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Well, just kiss the neck, that's all..."

No one paid attention to his explanation. Instead, the man in the suit asked, "Are there any other symptoms?"

Jing Mu felt guilty: "Just now, when I was taking a shower, I accidentally pulled him into the bathtub, and then he took a shower of cold water, and he was bleeding."

"It must have been a head bump?"

The doctor said: "No, I checked and there is no trauma."

"You take a shower together? Have you ever been together before?"

Jing Mu immediately replied: "Of course I didn't, and I didn't take a shower with him. He broke in suddenly, and I didn't even have time to put on my clothes..."

As soon as the words were finished, the doctor pushed the glasses, the lenses were slightly reflective, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I know what the reason is."

"It's just a cold caused by overwork. I prescribed medicine and it's fine when the fever subsides."

Aunt Mei suddenly sighed and said, "Mr. Sheng works too hard."

"I heard that during the period before returning to China, in order to be able to return to China as soon as possible, I have been dealing with work day and night."

The doctor pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "He's too impatient, he stayed up in country R for several nights, just to come back early to see Meijiao."

Listening to what he said, Jing Mu couldn't help but look at the doctor, a little puzzled.

He has lived in this house for a while, why has he never seen this person?

The doctor squinted his eyes and smiled, as if he had seen through what he was thinking.

"My name is Lin Subaru. I'm Shengxing's personal doctor and a good friend of his in college. I returned to China later than Shengxing. You probably haven't met me."

Lin Subaru's words were neither too fast nor too slow, and Jing Mu looked at the other person's face, always feeling that the other person seemed to be not simple.

"Hi, my name is Jingmu."

"I know."

"Mr. Jing, I will leave the responsibility of feeding the medicine to you. If it were you, he should be obedient." Lin Subaru handed the medicine to Jingmu.

Jingmu took it.

Then he watched everyone back out.

Aunt May and Sebastian ran fast, as if afraid of being caught by something.

Jing Mu turned his head, looked at Sheng Sheng on the bed, and stretched out his hand to press the quilt for him.

Afterwards, he turned his head to pour a glass of warm water, and asked Sheng Xing softly, "Xing Xing, can you get up and take your medicine?"

One second, two seconds...

Nothing happens.

Jing Mu slid the wheelchair closer, he put the water glass on the bedside table, tried to push Sheng Xing, and said in a warm voice, "Get up and take your medicine.

But Shengxing turned over, his hoarse voice became deeper, every word seemed to be tempting.

"Don't eat."

But these two words broke the magic power of temptation, and directly made Jingmu feel blocked.

He tried to persuade him again patiently, with a gentle voice, as if he was coaxing a child much younger than himself.

"It won't be better if you don't take medicine? Don't you want to participate in the recording of the show two days later?"

But obviously, coercion and temptation have no effect.

Shengxing's turned body did not come back, and what Jingmu saw was only his back, which seemed to be written with two large characters --- don't eat.

Jing Mu sighed, and said again: "I finally know why everyone runs so fast."

"It turns out that some people are as naive as children, and it is very troublesome to take medicine."

As soon as the words fell, the man beside the bed suddenly moved.

He closed his eyes tightly, frowned, sat up slowly, and finally leaned against the head of the bed.

Seeing this, Jing Mu immediately reached out and handed him the water glass on the bedside table, and stuffed the pills into his palm.

"Eat it."

Simple two word commands are executed very quickly.

Shengxing swallowed the medicine without saying a word, as if there was nothing abnormal at all.

After pressing the quilt for Sheng Xing who was sleeping, Jing Mu climbed onto the bed.

Originally, he planned to go to the living room to make a living tonight, but because he thought about what if there was no one to take care of him in the middle of the night?

Since Wu Meiyun has been sleeping with Shengxing here for the past few days, it is not difficult to sleep an extra night.

Just climbed into bed, the quilt was not tightly covered.

Jing Mu heard a thunder outside the window, and he immediately got under the quilt.

Just as he stuffed his head into the quilt, he felt a hand from Shengxing pull him into his arms fiercely.

Jing Mu could hear the beating of Sheng Xing's heart, and he didn't know if it was more rapid because of the fever.

The slightly high body temperature seems to be able to burn Jingmu's skin through the cloth.

Jing Mu was hugged in his arms, the surrounding thunder seemed to disappear in an instant, and all he could hear was the rapid breathing of the people behind him.

He didn't speak, and he didn't want to interrupt the current scene, but he was more attached to it in his heart.

He is nostalgic for this warm embrace.

Jing Mu felt that something was wrong with him, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Finally, he took out his phone and opened the Rainbow App.

Sent a message to 1.

0: Hello, 1.

0: Tell me, if A works so hard to meet B as soon as possible, what kind of feelings should A have for B?

0: Also, if B is a little shaken by A's behavior, what kind of emotion would that be?

After sending it for a while, Jingmu didn't get a reply, and finally put the phone aside, and slowly fell asleep.

The rising sun brought warm light, and the light gathered into rays, which slowly dispersed from the far sky, turned into molecules invisible to the naked eye, and finally fell into the puddle in the yard.

The eaves outside the window are still ticking, it is the rain that has not dried up last night.

Every leaf of the bushes in the yard is covered with dewdrops, and the dewdrops falling along the shape of the leaves opened a friendly music exchange meeting with the rainwater from the eaves.

Jing Mu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly got out of the bed.

He rubbed his eyes, accepting the first ray of light he felt in the morning.

After waking up, he immediately started looking for the helper who would allow him to sleep well on a thunderstorm night.

Jing Mu was astonished as his eyes swept across the bed beside him.

What about the prevailing people?

up so early?Don't you still have a fever?Is the fever gone?Or was he sent to the hospital because his condition worsened?

Jing Mu's heart trembled, and he immediately got out of bed, took his mobile phone, got into a wheelchair and went to the living room to find someone.

Hurrying into the corridor, he bumped his head into a hard object.

Jing Mu was in pain, and before he could open his eyes, he heard Sheng Xing's voice: "What's the matter, so anxious?"

He looked up, and saw Sheng Xing, who was in good spirits, standing in front of him alive.

Jing Mu's eyes suddenly felt a little sour, but no tears welled up, and he was speechless for a while.

Finally said: "I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm just afraid that if you get sick, it will delay our variety show recording."

Shengxing nodded and smiled, as if he had seen through but not said anything.

After a while, Shengxing picked up a leather notebook and walked to the study.

Jing Mu watched, his pupils shrank, and he stopped immediately: "You can't work. Doctor Lin said yesterday that you have a fever because you are too tired."

Shengxing paused, closed the leather notebook tightly, held it in his hand like a baby, then covered it with his body, and replied with a smile: "It's not work, it will be soon."

Looking at Shengxing's easy-going smile and the hands hidden behind his back, Jing Mu felt very suspicious.

He was decisive: "You must be lying to me."

"Otherwise why would you hide your hands behind your back? Must have taken a computer or an iPad or something?"

Sheng Sheng's body paused slightly, as if he had been guessed right.

Jing Mu suddenly felt that he was a bit lucky, and the nonsense was actually hit,

"Absolutely not, even if I tried my best today, I couldn't let you enter the study."

Jing Mu didn't wake up too much, and the words he said didn't go through his brain thinking, like a child's anger, and even his tone was a little vague.

Upon hearing this, Shengxing put down the notebook in his hand, smiled and approached Jingmu: "Then what method do you want to use?"

Jing Mu watched Sheng Xing slowly approaching, with a faint smile on his mouth, and suddenly felt a little anxious in the atmosphere.

Jing Mu gave Sheng Xing a slight push, and the other party's gaze was still on his face.

He was a little flustered, could it be that there was gum left on his eyes?

Shengxing is getting closer and closer, the lips are only a few centimeters away from Jingmu, Jingmu subconsciously wants to close his eyes, but he hears the man whispering in his ear.

"The phone is about to drop."

Jing immediately looked down, and the phone was indeed crumbling by his lap.

He picked up his phone and saw that on the lock screen, 1 had already replied to his message.

The time is four forty.

1 up so early?

Jing Mu opened the message box suspiciously.

1: I think A may like B? B should have a good impression of A.

Jing Mu's fingertips trembled slightly, a little unbelievable.

0: Are you right?Is there any way to confirm it?

After sending, put away the phone.

Jing Mu found that Sheng Xing standing in front of him had disappeared.

No need to guess, Shengxing must have gone to the study.

Jing Mu immediately headed towards the study.

study.

After finally getting rid of the prevalence of Jingmu, he let out a sigh of relief, and carefully put the leather notebook in his hand into the desk drawer.

Finally, suspiciously, he locked the drawer.

This thing cannot be discovered by Jingmu.

The author has something to say: nine thousand tomorrow.

I went to visit my aunt who was in a car accident today, so there are fewer.

I have been writing about thunderstorms for the past two days, and there have been heavy thunderstorms here for two consecutive days, which scared me to death. It seems that Mumu inherited it from his mother.

So what exactly is Mr. Sheng hiding? Hahahaha~ Why don’t everyone want to take care of him?

Thank you Erha from the White Cat family, and a mine from the humanoid catnip gentleman, I love you~