Heaven was the witness.
His heart was pure beyond compare!
He had asked him to keep an eye on Zhao Siqing to protect her. How could he protect her if he didn't keep an eye on her?
Upon hearing Tang Qi's words, Huo Jingchen sneered, "you're thinking too much. You don't have a personality at all. "
After saying that, Huo Jingchen hung up the phone. Thinking about how Tang Qi had peeked into Zhao Siqing's room, he became very angry.
After thinking about it, Huo Jingchen dialed back again and said in a low and hoarse voice, "you'd better pray that you didn't see anything, or I'll make sure that you won't see the sun tomorrow. "
Then, without waiting for Tang Qi to speak, Huo Jingchen directly threw his phone on the desk.
Tang Qi listened to the busy tone on the phone and wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
The two-meter-thick curtains were blocking it, so what could he see?
He couldn't do this job anymore... ...
*
At seven o'clock in the evening, Huo Jingchen was studying Chen Shixiong's purpose with Shen Jingzhe and the others.
Tang Qi called again.
Tang Qi hesitated and said, "president, Doctor Zhao seems to have a fever. I saw someone come to deliver medicine. "
Huo Jingchen's brows gradually furrowed and he said in a low and hoarse voice, "got it. "
After hanging up the phone, Huo Jingchen handed over Chen Shixiong's matter to Song Huaijin and the others while he went straight to Yang Jingqiu's duplex villa.
Zhao Siqing's fever had caused her to be in a daze and she was not very conscious.
She only felt that the illness from a few days ago had subsided so quickly because she did not have a fever at all. This time, the relapse seemed to be very aggressive. Even after taking the medicine three times, the fever did not go down.
Huo Jingchen pried open the door lock and went straight to the second floor.
Yang Jingqiu was not there, which saved him a lot of trouble.
Huo Jingchen pushed the door open and went to Zhao Siqing's bedroom. He saw the woman on the bed curled up into a ball under the blanket.
Her hair was messy, her small face was burning red, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. She looked particularly uncomfortable.
Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened. She was fine yesterday, but why did her fever suddenly become so bad.
Zhao Siqing was in a daze. She only felt a large, cold hand on her forehead, which was indescribably comfortable.
Huo Jingchen checked the temperature of her forehead and frowned.
He got up and wanted to wet two cold towels for her first. However, as soon as he moved, a soft little hand came up and grabbed his hand tightly.
Huo Jingchen kissed her little face gently and said in a low voice, "good girl. "
Zhao Siqing frowned but did not move. Her whole body seemed to be on fire. It was cold and hot, and she felt weak for no reason.
Huo Jingchen forcefully pushed her hand away and stuffed the blanket back into her. He went to the bathroom to wet the towel and put it on her forehead. Then, he looked at the medicine on the bedside and forced her to drink some. Then, he carried a blanket and covered her with it.
After he was done, Huo Jingchen stayed by her side and gently patted her across the blanket.
Zhao Siqing did not sleep well this time. A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She frowned as if she was immersed in a nightmare.
She was dreaming again.
It was the same villa and the same man.
It was nine o'clock in the evening. The Sky was very dark, but the villa was brightly lit.
She Sat on the Sofa in the living room of the villa, her face Pale. She stared blankly in front of her without focus.
Not long after, the man in a black suit came back. Seeing that she was sitting there in a daze, he frowned and walked up to her. He said in a deep voice, "the maid said that you haven't eaten all day. "
She didn't say anything, as if she didn't hear anything. There was no reaction at all.
The man took off his coat and handed it to the maid. Sitting beside her, he took her hand and said gently, "what do you want to eat? I'll get someone to make it for you. "