without thinking, ye xiangnan put his hand on her forehead, and then his face turned a little ugly.
Damn it, she had a fever.
looking at her helplessly, su mu also looked back at him as if he was unconscious.
didn't she feel uncomfortable with such a high fever?
At least, he could see that her eyes were covered with a layer of mist and she looked quite silly.
" what alcohol tolerance? " he mumbled and then carried her up. he wanted to let her go back to the lounge, but su mu was unwilling and struggled.
Ye xiangnan had no choice but to place her on a set of sofas in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
he then went to press an internal line."Secretary li, get a doctor here."
Secretary li was a little surprised. Who was sick?
what did president ye do?
Ye xiangnan hung up the phone, took a cup, and poured a cup of hot water for su mu.
"have a little," he said as he placed it in her hand.
