sleepy tiger

Although Chi Juntao was very reluctant to break the intimate cuddling scene at this moment, when a gust of cold wind blew, he put his hands around Mu Xu's shoulders, shaking him awake: "Go, let's go back."

Mu Xu frowned, he felt cold, and slipped into Chi Juntao's arms, wrapping his arms around Chi Juntao's waist.Young Master Chi was pushed back, he rubbed his itchy nose, sighed, stood up with difficulty holding Mu Xu, and moved towards the residential building step by step.

It took 15 minutes for Chi Juntao to step on cold slippers and step into the unit door. He turned around, put Mu Xu's arm on his shoulders, and wobbled upstairs with him.

After finally walking to the fourth floor, Chi Juntao wiped off the sweat from his forehead. He felt his body go cold and hot, and shivered. He closed the anti-theft door with his backhand and sent Mu Xu to the bed in the master bedroom.He himself went into the bathroom to take a hot bath, and prayed that he would not catch a cold tomorrow.

At four o'clock in the morning, Mu Xu got up to go to the bathroom at night, stood in front of the sink and looked at his shadow in the mirror. He coughed twice while holding the sink, feeling his throat was dry and burning.He walked out of the bathroom, opened the door of the master bedroom, passed the door of Chi Juntao's bedroom and the living room, and walked towards the kitchen.

On the coffee table in the living room were pots, plates, dishes and two glasses, as well as wine bottles lying crookedly on the floor.Mu Xu frowned, thinking about what happened last night, why these things were spread out in the living room and no one cleaned them up. He stood in the living room for a long time, but he couldn't remember any information about last night.

Forget it tomorrow, Mu Xu, who didn't have enough brain cells at night, thought lazily.He walked into the kitchen, poured a glass of boiled water, drank it, and returned to the master bedroom, got into the quilt and continued to sleep.

Mu Xu didn't notice that his mobile phone was not placed next to the pillow as usual.

At 09:30 in the morning, Kan Mengran knocked on the door of Mu Xu's office as promised: "President Mu."

"Dong dong."

"President Mu...?" Kan Mengran pushed open the door, the office was empty, and neither Mu Xu nor Chi Juntao were there.

President Mu, who works hard and never fails to get to work on time, is actually late?Kan Mengran's first reaction was that there was a traffic jam on the road, so she called Yang Bing: "Brother Yang, is President Mu with you?"

"No, I'm downstairs from Mr. Mu." Yang Bing said, "He couldn't get through the phone, and no one answered when he knocked on the door."

"Knock knock again." Kan Mengran said, "He didn't tell me yesterday that there is a special situation today."

"Okay." Yang Bing hung up the phone and went upstairs to knock on the door again. He knocked so hard this time that the door panel vibrated along with the entire wall.

Mu Xu vaguely heard a knock on the door, he sat up, his temples were aching, subconsciously he touched the phone next to the pillow, but found nothing.Mu Xu suddenly woke up. He looked at the bright sky outside the window, quickly stood up and ran to the entrance with small steps. Sure enough, someone knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Yang Bing saw Mu Xu's tired face, and said, "...Mr. Mu, it's 09:30."

"It's 09:30?!" Mu Xu's voice was hoarse, he leaned against the wall and coughed again and again, he sniffed, "Sorry, I slept through, let's go after I wash my face."

Yang Bing looked at Mu Xu's face and said with concern: "Are you sick?"

"I'm fine." Mu Xu said, "You sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll be right over." He walked to the door of Chi Juntao's bedroom, pushed the door in, and saw the formerly vigorous Young Master Chi pitifully under the quilt , eyes closed, blue under eyes, pale cheeks, peeling lips.

Mu Xu froze, bent over and squeezed Chi Juntao's face: "Juntao, Juntao."

"Don't make noise..." Chi Juntao lifted the quilt to cover his head, "It's uncomfortable."

Mu Xu tore off the quilt and touched Chi Juntao's forehead with his palm. The temperature was hot. Mu Xu said, "You have a fever, follow me to the hospital."

"I'm not going." Chi Juntao tilted his body and fell into Mu Xu's arms, "My feet are weak."

Mu Xu's nose was stuffy, and his voice was muffled. He said, "I'm going to the hospital to get cold medicine."

Chi Juntao opened his eyes and asked feebly, "Are you sick?"

"Sore throat and runny nose." Mu Xu said, "What did we do yesterday?"

"You're drunk and crazy." Chi Juntao helped Mu Xu get off the bed, looking exhausted, "I have to dance, but I can't hold it back. After dancing, lie on the ground and look at the moon. I'm going to be killed." You are so fussy."

"..." Mu Xu's expression was blank, he shut down for a moment, and asked, "Did I take a shower before going to bed?"

"You want to wash, but I didn't let you." Chi Juntao looked at Mu Xu with dead eyes, "I'm afraid you'll drown in the bathtub."

"Did you take a shower?" Mu Xu asked.

"Of course I did." Chi Juntao said, "I took a hot bath before going to sleep." He felt that the air he exhaled was full of sparks, "dizzy and tired."

Mu Xu frowned, and pulled Chi Juntao up, "Let's go to the hospital."

"Aren't you going to work?" Chi Juntao asked, "I'll go by myself, and I'll get you a box of cold medicine."

"I'm not as heartless as you think." Mu Xu said, "I can work in a hospital."

Chi Juntao pursed his lips and felt a little more at ease. He leaned on Mu Xu's shoulder as if he had no bones, and said lazily, "Then let's go."

Kan Mengran finally waited for Mu Xu: "Mengran."

"Mr. Mu." Kan Mengran heard Mu Xu's hoarse voice on the phone and asked, "Are you sick?"

"I caught a cold last night, and I had a bit of a cold." Mu Xu said, "I will push the morning one to the afternoon, and Brother Yang will go to the company at noon to bring me the computer."

"Do you want me to visit you in the afternoon?" Kan Mengran asked.

"No need." Mu Xu said, "I'll stay with Chi Juntao in the hospital, so we don't infect you."

"Master Chi is also sick?" Kan Mengran asked.

"He has a fever." Mu Xu said, "I'll take him to the hospital for an injection and get some medicine along the way."

"Don't get an injection!" The background sound was Chi Juntao's protest.

As a qualified secretary, Kan Mengran knew what to ask and what not to ask. She said, "Okay, can I hold the meeting with Yinsheng in the morning from 08:30 p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m.?"

"07:30 to nine o'clock." Mu Xu said, "Thank you." He put away his phone and looked at Chi Juntao, "Are you afraid of injections?"

Chi Juntao closed his mouth, turned his head and looked out the car window.

Mu Xu asked again with interest: "Are you dizzy from injections, or do you not like injections?"

"Who would like injections?" Chi Juntao said fiercely.

Mu Xu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Oh—Master Chi is afraid of injections."

"I'm not afraid." Chi Juntao retorted, he muttered in a low voice, "I'm just scared."

"Isn't that still scary?" The corners of Mu Xu's lips rose slightly, "If you fail the interview, I'll write on the big-character poster [Chi Shao, who is afraid of injections, failed the Joaquin legal interview], and post it at the door of the government building."

Chi Juntao was already feeling uncomfortable, and his head was buzzing with anger from Mu Xu's words. He suspected that the purpose of Mu Xu coming to the hospital with him was not to accompany him, but to see him die.

Before Chi Juntao died of anger, the car arrived at the hospital.Yang Bing drove back to the company to pick up the computer, and Mu Xu walked into the outpatient hall with the top-heavy Chi Juntao, queuing up for registration, waiting at the door of the department to be called, to see a doctor, and to pay for medicine. Sitting on the sofa and waiting for the nurse to hang the bottle for Chi Juntao.

"Wait for me for a while, I'll get the computer." Mu Xu stood up, "I'll be back in 10 minutes, don't run around."

Chi Juntao nodded: "Yeah." The sick Young Master Chi was very clingy, and he said, "Come back before I get the injection."

Mu Xu smiled suddenly: "Okay." He bent down and touched Chi Juntao's forehead, it was still hot, he turned and left quickly.

About seven or eight minutes later, Mu Xu ran upstairs with his laptop in his arms. He patted the bulging toffee in his pocket, walked up to Chi Juntao and sat down: "Is it almost time for you?"

Chi Juntao stretched his neck and looked at the nurse walking back and forth not far away, shrinking his shoulders: "Hurry up."

"Two bottles of medicine are needed." Mu Xu said, "If the fever subsides tomorrow, there is no need to take medicine."

The two were chatting, and the nurse stood by the sofa holding a glass bottle: "Which one of you will get an injection?"

"He." Mu Xu pointed to Chi Juntao.

Chi Juntao consciously stretched out his left hand and covered his eyes with his right hand.

The nurse was amused by Chi Juntao's childish behavior, she wiped the back of Chi Juntao's hand with a cotton swab, and found the blue blood vessel to inject the needle.

Mu Xu took out a toffee, opened the package, and stuffed it into Chi Juntao's mouth.

Chi Juntao took a bite of the strange thing without knowing why, and the rich milky and sweet taste overflowed in his mouth.He peeked at Mu Xu's profile through his fingers, and chewed on the toffee, which was extremely sweet.