In the office, the doctor from the hospital was administering an IV drip for him.
Yet Jiang Xu was still working.
The recent collaboration with the Mei Family was nearing its final stage, so there was an especially large amount of work to be handled.
Even with his head feeling heavy and his throat as if he had swallowed razor blades, he continued to fight on the front line.
After the doctor finished with Jiang Xu, he cautioned, "Mr. Jiang, the flu is quite serious lately. You've got the flu, and it's important to rest more to recover quickly."
Jiang Xu nodded, his voice hoarse, "Thank you, doctor."
Jiang Xu pressed the button on his desk phone to call his secretary in to escort the doctor out.
He had only been working for a few minutes when An Nuonuo called.
Jiang Xu took a sip of monk fruit water to soothe his throat before answering, "What's up, my treasure? Shouldn't you be filming at this time?"
