"Sister Yun, it's so hot."
Zhou Jin'an had been soaking in the bathtub for half an hour, and when he got out, his body was icy cold, but his face was burning red.
Qiao En was surprised, reaching out to touch his forehead.
Indeed, he had a high fever.
"You put on your clothes first, I'll take you to the hospital."
She helped him get dressed.
But Zhou Jin'an was not cooperating at all, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."
His body kept leaning backward.
It took Qiao En the strength of nine bulls and two tigers to get the clothes on him.
She called Cheng Lu, who was on his way back to Rong City.
"Director Zhou has a fever? How did he suddenly get sick?"
Cheng Lu asked in surprise.
But Qiao En didn't say anything. Zhou Jin'an, who was now dressed, felt nothing but cold and refused to come out from under the blankets no matter what.
Qiao En had no choice but to wait for Cheng Lu to arrive.
One hour later, Cheng Lu arrived.
