When the assistant heard it, he also felt that it made sense, so he was relieved.
"But she has a severe fever now, and she needs to find a doctor."
"But city S is so noisy now, all those who show symptoms will be quarantined for observation..." the assistant looked at Song Wenxin, and then said in embarrassment.
"But Wen Xin is suffering from a high fever and needs a doctor's treatment, otherwise she will be in trouble if it takes too long!" Mi Lan said with a worried look on her face.
This sudden high fever, if dragged on, could easily lead to accidents.
It's entirely her responsibility to bring Wen Xin out to play this time, she doesn't want anything to happen to her... Not only will she feel bad, but Jiamu will hate her even more...
"Then we have to find someone to help... But, who to ask!"
The assistant suddenly brightened his eyes and said, "By the way, Mr. Zhou! He is the vice president of JS. He has a lot of contacts and power. Why don't you go ask him!"
"You mean Zhou Yiheng?" As soon as she heard Zhou Yiheng's name, Mi Lan's face suddenly became a little more troubled.
It is well known that Zhou Yiheng is a playboy... He has been chasing her for a while... This also makes Mi Lan not want to find him even more.
"He can certainly help us with this."
"..." Mi Lan suddenly felt a little helpless, she turned her head and glanced at the bed.
Song Wenxin was already burning a little bit confused...
"Okay, I'll call him!" Mi Lan finally made up her mind, nodded, then took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhou Yiheng's number.
"It's really surprising that you called~" As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Yiheng's joking voice came.
"Mr. Zhou, can you do me a favor?" Mi Lan begged.
"Although you are looking for my help, I am still very happy that you can call me! Tell me, what's the matter!" Zhou Yiheng said straightforwardly.
"I'm in S city now. A friend of mine has a fever, but it's not convenient to find a doctor... Can you help me find a reliable doctor?" Mi Lan looked at Song Wenxin, and then said.
"Okay, please send me the address, and I'll send someone there later!" Zhou Yiheng agreed without hesitation.
"Thank you!" Mi Lan was relieved to hear that he was willing to help.
"But... When you return to City A, can you do me a favor and have dinner with me?" Zhou Yiheng is indeed a playboy, and he never forgets to ask for this at such a time!
Although Mi Lan was reluctant to get too close to Zhou Yiheng, since he was willing to help her this time, she could only agree.
After all, Wen Xin's matters are more important now!
"good."
"Then I'll wait for you to come! Remember to send me the address, at most one hour, someone will fuck you!" Zhou Yiheng's tone was very confident.
"Thank you..." Mi Lan nodded, then hung up the phone.
After sending the address, she put down her phone, walked back to the bed, looked at Song Wenxin with concern, reached out and probed her head again.
It seems to be hotter than before...
"Sister Mi Lan, I'm so dizzy..." Song Wenxin opened his eyes weakly, and looked at Mi Lan.
"Go get me a towel, remember to dip it in water!" Mi Lan turned her head and ordered to the assistant.
The assistant nodded, and hurried to the bathroom to get towels.
Mi Lan folded the towel and put it on Song Wenxin's forehead.