The simile disease is really coming.

After returning to the imperial capital from the island, it had been seven or eight days since I had been waiting for itchy in my throat, but there was no other symptoms. However, on this day, all the symptoms that were suppressed by the drugs broke out all at once.

Luo Ru wanted to give Mingyu some soup to him early in the morning, but unexpectedly, after ringing the doorbell for a long time, no one responded. Luo Ru felt something was wrong, so she quickly took out the backup key and opened the door. After searching in the door for a while, she soon found Ming Xiaoyu in the bedroom who was already dizzy and unable to wake up.

This is really a sick and wilted mushroom!

Ming Xiaoyu's cheeks were a little sick pink on both sides, but her face was very pale, making the red look even more abnormal. With the sound of coughing from time to time, his eyes were tightly closed, but even in his dream, his brows were very uncomfortable, his eyes were trembling constantly, and his eyelashes were shaking slightly.

When Luo Ru saw this, she immediately understood: the cold is forwarding the fever!

He quickly took the thermometer and started measuring it. Luo Ru was surprised to find that Ming Xiaoyu's body temperature was not as high as he imagined, but was only 37.8° - this temperature that could only be considered a low fever.

After Luo Ru tossed for a while, Mingyu woke up. His throat was very hoarse. After learning about his body temperature, Mingyu said in a hoarse voice: "Sister Luo, I cough cough... My body is okay now and I don't need to be sent to the hospital. Can you buy me some fever patches and apply them a little?"

Any model (especially a famous model) is a very complicated matter every time he goes to the hospital. No matter how well he discusses with the hospital, except for some reporters who will move with the wind, the news will inevitably leak out, let the whole world know: it turns out that xxx is sick!

Mingyu didn't want to announce his illness at this time. First, he didn't want to get involved with the reporters. Second, this disease is indeed not a serious illness, but the reaction was a little bit fierce. I guess as long as he survives today, his condition will be much better.

Luo Ru also understood the meaning of Mingyu, so she went downstairs to buy a lot of medicines, fever-reducing stickers for Mingyu, and some millet, red beans and other things, intending to cook them for Mingyu.

Everyone knows that Luo Ru is a woman with very high efficiency and strong ability. This has nothing to do with experience. She is just very suitable for the industry of being a broker and can do a good job. However, being able to become an excellent broker does not mean that she can become an excellent doctor!

It’s not that Luo Ru is unaware of it. You just touched your conscience and said, did we have this thing like fever-reducing stickers when we were young? I haven’t even used the author (?)!!!

So when applying the fever-reducing patch, Luo Ru still studied it carefully for a long time. After finally putting it on, it was stuck in a crooked manner. After moving it a few more times, it was just right on Mingyu's hot forehead.

Fortunately, Mingyu fell asleep temporarily at this time, otherwise if he saw Luo Ru's clumsy appearance, he would definitely be surprised and exclaimed: "Sister Luo, it turns out that you don't know anything about it either?"

Luo Ru silently helped Mingyu pull the quilt up. Of course she knew that she should not catch a cold when she was hot and had to cover her sweat. Just as she was tidying up the quilt and planning to get up and go to the kitchen to work, she suddenly heard Mingyu's cell phone buzzing and shaking.

The phone was placed flat on the bedside table, and the moment it was turned on was silent, and only a buzzing sound echoed in the room. Luo Ru immediately picked up the phone and stopped the noisy sound so that Ming Xi could rest for a while, but when she saw the name of the person flickering on the phone, Luo Ru was suddenly shocked.

Luo Ru did not answer the phone, but after a while, the phone called again.

Another call failed, and the other party actually called again for the third time!

After hesitating for a while, Luo Ru finally walked into the living room with her mobile phone. Since Mingyu's mobile phone had a password lock, Luo Ru could not send a text message to the other party. She could only wait for the fourth time when the other party called over, and she decisively answered the phone.

Before the other party could speak, Luo Ru said respectfully: "Mr. Xi, I am not Mingyu, I am his assistant. Mingyu's body is a little uncomfortable today. If you have anything to tell me. When he wakes up, I can tell him for you."

Xi Ze just spoke a "simile" and was suddenly interrupted by Luo Ru's series of words. Junting's brows frowned slightly, Xi Ze pursed his thin lips and asked, "I feel a little uncomfortable, what's wrong?"

Luo Ru was about to keep her model secret, but she suddenly realized that Ming Xiaoyu had mentioned countless times that his relationship with Xi Ze was very good, but that was a friendship that was not available!

After thinking about it, Luo Ru replied honestly: "Ming Si is a little fever."

In just twenty minutes, Xi Ze appeared in the apartment.

Luo Ru's surprise had already been exhausted from the sentence "I'll be there soon" on Xi Ze's phone. Therefore, when she saw Xi Ze really coming with her own eyes, Luo Ru was not only a calm surprise, but also a strange sense of naturalness.

But what Luo Ru really didn't expect was that when Xi Ze just entered the door, he went straight to the bedroom without looking back!

This accuracy rate is much faster than that of Luo Ru, as if he knew from the very beginning that all the structures in the simile family had come countless times.

"Why are these two people so well-related..."

A trace of doubt flashed through Luo Ru's heart. The sixth sense of being a woman made her seem to have captured something, but it was soon forgotten behind her mind.

Luo Ru really never expected that the consequences of answering this call were not only attracted by Xi Ze, but also drove herself out of the door!

After sitting at the head of Mingyu's bed and asking Luo Ru a few questions, Xi Ze whispered: "I remember you seem to have a lot of work to be busy these days?" After a pause, Xi Ze added: "With Zhao Rui, during the holiday of Mingyu, aren't you going to be busy with the film and television advertisements of "Nedland"?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Ru suddenly opened her eyes wide and her heart trembled heavily.

It is natural for Xi Ze to know their itinerary. However, Xi Ze wanted to know their itinerary, but it was very strange.

Luo Ru believes that although she has the best grades among the latest batch of trained agents, she will definitely not be able to get Xi Ze's attention. And if Zhao Rui is recognized by Xi Ze, she would not have been unlucky for so many years. Then the only possibility is...

The people Xi Ze is concerned about have always been similes.

It seemed that he felt that the fever-reducing patch was quite bad. Xi Ze gently tore off the white fever-reducing patch on the boy's forehead, and then gently changed into a new one. His movements were accurate and fast, compared with Luo Ru's previous trepidation and tiptoe, he was simply a veteran in the hospital!

Xi Ze lowered his eyes and looked at the boy on the bed and asked, "How could you take care of the patients?"

Luo Ru was slightly stunned, then she realized that she was talking to herself. She nodded awkwardly: "I rarely get sick since I was a child."

"This is a training. When you have time to find Chen Xiang, he will contact the training department's people and re-exercise." He carefully helped the boy pick up the quilt horn, Xi Ze said calmly: "You are his assistant. You must have some basic medical methods, otherwise if he suffers some minor injuries or catches a cold in another place, you will not be able to take on your own responsibilities."

If every assistant has to become a backup doctor, then this requirement is really too high!

But Luo Ru did not have any objection. She usually liked to do her best, so she nodded solemnly and agreed to Xi Ze's suggestion.

It always feels strange when staying in this bedroom. Luo Ru swallowed and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Xi, I'll go to the kitchen to cook some millet porridge first, otherwise..."

"You go back to the company first."

Luo Ru was stunned and heard Xi Ze say calmly: "Although you are his assistant, after all, he is sick now and is not very clear about his mind. The lonely man and widow are living in the same room, which has the impact...well, it's very bad."

Luo Ru: “……………………………………………………”

Why does she think it seems even more inappropriate for you here!!!

Although she was depressed, Luo Ru finally left Mingyu's home. It was not because of the inexplicable "orphan, man, widow, and woman", but because she found that Xi Ze really did a good job of taking care of the patients than herself.

After trying to tell Xi Ze everything he wanted to tell Xi Ze, Luo Ru left first. What she didn't know was that after she left, with the "click" sound of closing the door, Xi Ze returned to the bedroom again and sat slowly by the boy's bed.

The young man on the bed had a blushing cheek, his lips were sickly white, his eyes were tightly closed, but the pupils under his eyelids were trembling constantly. The slender eye feathers kept trembling under the torture of the illness. Even with the fever-reducing patch, his forehead was wet with sweat.

Xi Ze reached out and pulled the sweat-wet hair aside. In an instant, the boy's plump and white forehead was exposed.

At this time, the simile no longer had the momentum of the past. He converged all the shocking momentum into his body. Only the simple beauty of sickness kept stimulating Xi Ze, making him feel a little trembling in his heart.

His muse, no matter what it looks like, made him feel very beautiful.

Even if he is already sick, he can be so beautiful that he can be so pitiful that he resolutely left behind a lot of work and came here.

The man's slender and thin fingers slowly slid from the boy's narrow eyes, and along the curve of his beautiful face, it fell to the corner of his lips. Looking at the lips slightly dry due to the pain, Xi Ze frowned with some pain, and then gently stroked the tender lips with his fingertips.

His movements are very gentle, but when touched in the most delicate place, it is destined to make people feel very sensitive.
Chapter completed!