[69 Book Bar - www.] Take a taxi to "Weilan 26c", register your identity information at the door, and carry the gifts, Jian Xun walks into the luxurious community.

The 28th floor of Unit B in Building 5, um, yes, that should be right here.

When she rang the doorbell, Jian Xun's heart beat as fast as a drum.

The door opened, and Ji Yifei's sickly and tired face was revealed behind the red painted door.

"Mr. Ji..." Her heart twitched slightly, and Jian Xun quickly spoke politely.

In my impression, he was always handsome and graceful, especially when he curved his mouth and smiled gracefully, he was so handsome that he was unparalleled. But at this moment, his face was haggard, with dark circles under his eyes, and his faintly rough and chapped lips...

Oh my God, how can a perfect boss seem to have suffered a huge sin? It's so heart-breaking.

"Why are you here?" Ji Yifei was stunned, and his voice was as loud as a bee.

These few words sounded as if they were coming from the deepest part of his body. His look and voice sounded exhausted.

Feeling increasingly sad, Jian Xun said, "I heard from Secretary Zhang that you were seriously ill, so I came here to take a look."

Only then did Ji Yifei react. He quickly took a few steps back and said, "Come on, let's talk after you come in."

Jian Xun went in and hesitated at the door, "Would you like to change your shoes?"

The bright grapefruit-colored wooden floor is of high quality at first glance, so don’t damage it if you step on it.

"No, no one is coming at home, so I didn't prepare slippers." The two stood facing each other, and Jian Xun smelled a strong medicinal smell, which seemed to be the smell of "Huoxiang Zhengqi Liquid".

"Come in and sit down, what can you drink?" He walked forward, and within a few steps Jian Xun heard a violent cough.

Looking up, he saw Ji Yifei's hunched body, and the smooth back lines under the wide T-shirt were trembling and undulating.

Is it so serious? Should I go to the hospital?

"No need, Mr. Ji, you rest, I'm not thirsty." He was so ill that it would be difficult to even walk. I came here today to visit him, not to trouble him.

His eyes glanced inadvertently, and Qingtong suddenly shrank in shock.

In the shoe cabinet, there is a pair of women's slippers neatly arranged.

Yeah, there’s an inside story!

Jian Xun quickly turned his eyes away and followed him to the living room.

It was as if I had unintentionally peeked into someone else's secret, my heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and I felt very uneasy.

Putting the gifts on the coffee table, Jian Xun sat down and tried his best to calm down, "Mr. Ji..."

Just as he was opening his mouth, he heard Ji Yifei covering his mouth and coughing violently. The tips of his hair hanging down from his eyebrows fell down and trembled with the rhythm of his coughing and wheezing.

"Mr. Ji, you'd better go to the hospital for a checkup." Jian Xun felt extremely uncomfortable and felt that his heart was tightening with his coughs.

He shook his head, calmed down for a while, then picked up the glass again and drank all the water in the glass.

Jian Xun's eyes fell on the medicines on the coffee table. They were in a mess and had everything.

"Mr. Ji, do you have a cold or something?"

After drinking the water, his throat was no longer so dry and itchy. Ji Yifei then said, "I'm sorry for making you look sick. It's nothing serious. You can go back to the company tomorrow. I'll let you worry more today."

Ji Yifei has always been dressed in a suit in front of Jian Xun, looking calm and reserved. At this time, he was wearing an undershirt and casual shorts. Although he was sick, his outfit also added a sense of elegance and beauty.

In ancient times, there was the saying "Xi Shi holds the heart", which means that a beautiful person, even if she has a sick face, is very good-looking and makes people feel distressed. If this word is applied to Ji Yifei, it can probably be a good talisman.

Shocked to realize that she was distracted by the beauty, Jian Xun cursed secretly. She smiled and said, "Everyone in the company is worried about you. If Secretary Zhang hadn't called you because he had an urgent document that he wanted you to sign, otherwise,

We didn't even know you were sick."

"It's a small problem. I'm just a little dizzy. After taking the medicine and taking a nap, it'll be fine." He waved his hands in disbelief, but before the sound left his mouth, he coughed again.

She couldn't help but frowned deeply. When he stopped, Jian Xun hurriedly touched his forehead with her little hand. This touch made her eyes widen in fear, "Mr. Ji, you have a high fever. No, you can't stay at home.

Must go to hospital."

How can you take medicine? It will burn you to death later.

He smiled weakly and stepped back. At this moment, his phone rang. Ji Yifei picked it up and took a look. Jian Xun could clearly see his frown, and his expression, which was relaxed just now, suddenly became tense.

Who called?

Curious about the person on the other end of the phone, Jian Xun was confused and watched him get up and walk to the balcony.

After they left, she looked around the house.

The decoration style is simple yet high-quality, just like his people, clean and bright.

The coffee table is made of bright white marble, with beautiful texture, soft and clear silk-carved lines, and a strong artistic style.

"Can you please stop being ridiculous? I have to work and am very busy!"

While admiring it, I faintly heard the man's urgent voice.

Jian Xun looked up and saw Ji Yifei on the balcony, holding one hand on the railing and talking loudly to the person on the other end. He didn't know who he was talking to. His usually gentle and elegant facial expression was magnified. It seemed that the other person was someone who could make him

Excited person.

"When will you calm down your temper? ... Yes, after so many years, I have had enough! ..."

It's terrible. Except for the time when Sister Zhou made a mistake, this is the second time Jian Xun has seen him lose his temper. At this time, he was still sick, but his momentum was still not weak.

Intuitively, Jian Xun thought it was a woman on the other end.

After a while he walked back to the living room, his face even darker than before.

"Sorry." He smiled warmly again. Maybe because of his illness, his smile was not as bright as in his memory.

"Mr. Ji, you have to go to the hospital. The temperature on your forehead is really scary. You can't stay at home." Jian Xun was worried about him.

"No, I don't like going to the hospital." He still shook his head, sat down, and leaned his tall body on the soft sofa.

"Who likes to go to the hospital? You don't have to go because you are sick! Let's go, Mr. Ji, I'll accompany you." Seeing that he couldn't move, Jian Xun became anxious.

"I'm dizzy and can't drive." He closed his eyes, his whole mind felt dizzy and he just wanted to sleep.

"We can take a taxi."

Jian Xun was still persuading. He suddenly opened his slightly cloudy eyes and stood up weakly, "I'll lie down on the bed for a while. You can sit wherever you like."

As if he really didn't have the strength to hold on any longer, he patted his forehead and dragged his steps back to the bedroom.

Jian Xunmo...

What's the point of her sitting here alone?

She couldn't help him, but she didn't feel comfortable leaving him alone. Jian Xun weighed his options and had no choice but to stay and take care of him.

He picked up the medicines and looked at them. Some of them were for fever and some for colds. It was estimated that his body was in this condition. Jian Xun ran to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Fortunately, there were ice cubes in the freezer. Give him some ice.

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Gently, Jian Xun pushed open the door of his bedroom. Ji Yifei was lying on the bed, vaguely hearing his heavy breathing.

The air conditioner was on, but I felt it was not conducive to heat dissipation. After taking off her high heels and tweezing her hands and feet, Jian Xun came to the bedside and pressed the remote control to turn off the air conditioner.

The room was spacious and clean, with only a wardrobe and bed. The curtains were blue, and the sun was shining through the gaps in the curtains. Jian Xun walked over and closed the curtains, and the room was instantly bright.

Ding ding ding, his cell phone on the bedside rang.

Jian Xun looked back and saw the man on the bed frowning and turning over unsteadily.

Worried about waking him up, Jian Xun rushed over quickly, picked up the phone and ran out of the room.

Konka.
Chapter completed!