It's time for the season to change and the outbreak of influenza. During this period, Ann Ruixin is very busy. She has to be on the production team, make announcements, shoot advertisements, and even start to prepare her second album.

Every day, the company's film set spins and spins, but the body still can't bear it.

At the end of the day, Annie felt that her head was heavy and her throat was still a little sore.

Wei Qing also noticed her abnormality and asked with concern: "Rui Xin, how can you look so ugly? What's wrong with you? "

An Ruixin tired smile: "a little bit, I went back first."

"Well, go back and have a good rest."

An Ruixin went home in the car. When she got home, she had a splitting headache. Her hands and feet were a little soft. She didn't even have the strength to get off the car.

The driver called her several times in front, but no one answered. Finally, he found something wrong. As soon as he turned his head, he saw an Ruixin sitting in the back seat with her eyes closed. She was very weak.

After getting out of the car in a hurry and looking at her situation, he immediately turned and went into the room to report the situation to Ji Chengze and others.

An Ruixin only felt that there was something in her head, which was very painful. Her whole body was warm, and she didn't have any strength.

Confused feel someone close, familiar voice calling his name, cold hand stroked his hot forehead, she could not help but sigh.

With reason also slightly back a few minutes, reach out to grasp Ji Chengze's hand, low called a: "Chengze?"

Ji Chengze's voice was low, with some obvious worry: "well, it's me. You have a fever. I'll take you in first. "

"Well." An Rui Xin Shun extends her hand to Ji Chengze's neck and lets Ji Chengze hold her horizontally and all the way back to her bedroom.

An Ruixin felt like sleeping when she touched the pillow, but her head hurt so much that she couldn't sleep after tossing for a while.

Ji Chengze seems to see her suffering, reached out and touched her forehead, asked: "suffering?"

Annie answered in a hoarse voice, "well."

Ji Chengze's hand turned over and over on an Ruixin's forehead: "how about this?"

"Better."

When an Ruixin said that, Ji Chengze's hand never left her forehead again. When she covered the heat on this side, it was replaced by another side, which became a ready-made thermostat.

"You go to bed first, and the doctor will come in a minute."

"Well."

Xu's cold hands on his forehead really played a role. Maybe he knew that Ji Chengze was sitting on the side guarding himself, and an Ruixin finally fell asleep.

Vaguely, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from the room, mixed with Ji's father, Ji's mother and other voices, as well as a relatively strange male voice.

"It should be the flu plus a little bit of overwork. Let's hang up a little bit to reduce the fever and take some cold medicine when she wakes up. She is still a little weak now. When she wakes up, remember to let her take some digestible liquid food first, and then let her take medicine instead of fasting. "

"Yes, Dr. Zhao. I'll see you off."

An Ruixin listens to the conversation of a few people, drowsy fell asleep again.

In sleep, vaguely feel some cold hands, fingertips subconsciously curled up fingertips.

Before long, the cool fingertips were wrapped in warmth, and an Ruixin's frown was finally relaxed.

When she woke up again, it was still dark outside. An Ruixin blinked her eyes to be sober. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Ji Chengze sitting beside her bed, one hand still holding her hand with a hanging bottle.