Tang Jue pursed his lips and looked at her solemnly, as if he had something to say, but in the end he said nothing. He just stood up, knocked on the headboard with his finger, then silently closed the door and went out.
After the door was closed and his footsteps disappeared, Qiqi got up from the bed, holding the quilt, and swallowed the medicine with water.
After a long time, she didn't hear Tang Jue's footsteps. She thought he must have left.
—
midnight.
Qiqi felt more and more uncomfortable the longer she slept in bed. She just felt that the heat was a little unbearable, but the sweat was stuck in her body and could not come out.
She lifted the quilt and felt very cold all over.
She seemed to be thrown into a refrigerator one moment and then thrown into a hot fire and roasted the next.
"Qiqi?"
"Qiqi. Wake up!"
The voice in her ear was still so pleasant. She struggled to open her eyelids, and the man's handsome face appeared in her eyes. She felt a little dizzy, "You didn't leave?"
"It seems that he hasn't completely fainted." At least I can recognize him.
Qiqi exhaled, her throat was dry and a little painful.
Tang Jue picked her up and carried her sideways. She leaned softly on his chest, feeling that his whole body was burning hot.
In a daze, she subconsciously touched his chest twice. Tang Jue took a deep breath, and a misty mist appeared in her beautiful eyes, "Qiqi, don't touch me randomly. If you get into trouble, I will make you responsible..."
"Your body is so hot..." Qiqi didn't listen to his words at all. She moved her hand from his chest to his neck, frowning slightly, "I was infected by you. If you hadn't come today, I might have recovered..."
Tang Jue smiled bitterly, and as he carried her out, he spoke softly to her, "You are so weak, and you got so sick just from a kiss from me?"
"… Was that just a casual kiss?"
Tang Jue didn't reply to her. He just looked deeply at the little woman who was curled up in his arms with her arms around his neck.
She looked so sick, it was heartbreaking. Her face was red, like a little girl.
He couldn't help but think of her when she was 16...
perhaps…
Now, only when I am unconscious like this can I speak to him in a soft and tender voice like I used to.
———
Tang Jue carried her out of the house. Fortunately, it was summer and the night was not cold. Qiqi was wearing pajamas and was held by him, which was fine.
But the evening breeze blew over her, and she sobered up a little. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are we going?"
"Take you to see a doctor."
Qiqi said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. Tang Jue carried her to the car, took the coat from the back seat and put it on her.
He drove all the way to Tangmen. It was already very late at night, and she could vaguely hear him talking on the phone with someone, but she couldn't hear what he was saying clearly. Finally, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
———
When Qiqi woke up again, it was already dawn.
She blinked and saw the ceiling, then she realized that Tang Jue had brought her back to the Tang Sect. She looked up at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already past 10 o'clock, past the working hours.
She reached for her cell phone to make a call, but Tang Jue didn't bring her cell phone with her when she came last night.
Her whole body was still sore and she had no strength at all, but she still forced herself to sit up.
"Miss Qi, are you awake?"
At this moment, the servant pushed the door open.
“… Yeah.” She nodded.
"The young master told you to rest for a while. He will come over as soon as he sees you."
Qiqi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is he still not well?"
"Young Master?" The servant said as he poured her some water and took some medicine. "The young master passed out when he brought you back yesterday. While he was unconscious, the young master gave him an injection and he is much better now. However, he wanted another injection this morning to consolidate his condition, but the young master got angry again and refused."
Qiqi took the medicine from the servant and said nothing. She vaguely remembered that he had a high fever last night, and he had driven for such a long time, even an iron man might not be able to bear it.
However, when someone like him becomes willful, no one can do anything about him.
Qiqi thought about what happened last night. She almost...
She pursed her lips, took the medicine, and didn't want to think about it anymore.
"I have to hurry to work, so I won't wait for Master Tang." Qiqi put down the cup, lifted the quilt, and stood up. Only then did she realize that she was still wearing yesterday's pajamas. In this case, she had to hurry back to change clothes. After all this time, she couldn't think of going to the magazine office in the morning.
She has a headache.
"Your condition is not stable yet, you will definitely need an injection today." At this moment, Tang Song came in, "Ask for leave from the company, you still have a few bottles of medicine to be injected in the morning."
"I don't have a fever now."
"Yes. However, if it is not stabilized, the virus will recur and the fever may come back in the afternoon."
Having a fever is really uncomfortable. Although Qiqi didn't want to get an injection, she was even more unhappy to be tortured like this.
She had no choice but to use the phone in the room to call the editor-in-chief and ask for a temporary leave.
"Wash yourself up and go downstairs for breakfast. After breakfast, take your temperature again and do a vital sign test."
"sorry to bother you."
"It's just a piece of cake." Tang Song finished his instructions and was about to leave. Before leaving, he turned around and said, "Oh, there's one more thing..."
"Um?"
"My brother, can you give me some advice?"
When he was mentioned, Qiqi was silent for a moment and lowered her eyes, "I'm not familiar with him, so..."
“…” Tang Song understood what she said and fell silent.
How strange!
Tang Jue's charm, which had always been invincible, was completely gone this time. He had shown so much attentiveness, but he only got a reply of "I don't know him well".
Tang and Song both began to sympathize with him.
"Although you think you are not familiar with him, this is the first time I see him treat a girl like this." Tang Song said, "I just mentioned your illness to him casually last night, and he was lying in bed busy with fever reduction, but he didn't care and went to your place. When he brought you back, his face was frighteningly pale, and he insisted that I show you first. In the end, he fainted first."
Qiqi stood barefoot beside the bed, listening to Tang Song's words in a daze. She heard every word clearly, and her mind was filled with Tang Jue's tired look last night.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little strange in her heart. That strange feeling made her feel uncomfortable.
After Tang Song left, she went to the bathroom, fetched some water and washed her face. A refreshing feeling came over her, but her chest was still stuffy and did not get better.
Last night, he drove so long to find her because she was sick
When Qiqi thought about this, she stood there in a daze for a long time holding the towel, feeling a little confused.
After a long time, she wiped her face and walked out of the room.