The moment Nan Xian fell to the ground, the first thing she felt wasn't pain, but heat—
The heat almost devoured her.
The scorching flames seemed to come from the deepest hell, penetrating every crevice of her body and threatening to burn her bones and blood to ashes.
Nan Xian's mind was buzzing like dozens of bees; her vision blurred, and everything around her seemed to be caught in a giant vortex, with heaven and earth twisted together...
Even her breath felt hot. She strained to open her eyes and forced out a voice from her throat—"Help me..."
A pair of hands lifted her up, and Nan Xian's eyes flashed with He Mingxiao's anxious and nervous face.
His mouth opened and closed as if he were saying something, but she couldn't hear a single word.
She gasped for breath, finally giving in and collapsing softly into his arms.
The scent reached deep into my memory, that most familiar and comforting aroma, and I closed my eyes with peace of mind.
"Nan Xian, Nan Xian!"
He Mingxiao trembled as he saw Nan Xian lose consciousness in his arms. His pupils contracted sharply, and he almost went mad for a moment.
"Doctor! Call a doctor!" he cried, his voice cracking, his expression twisted and contorted.
Everyone present was startled by his sudden outburst. The doctor, who stumbled over, met his beast-like gaze and was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he almost tripped over his own feet and fell face-first into the mud.
Assistant Jiang quickly caught him and whispered a reminder: "Don't waste time, this is President He's darling."
The doctor wiped away a cold sweat and muttered to himself: "Given the current situation, what else is there to say? Even a blind person could see it..."
He quickly regained his composure, stepped forward to check on Nan Xian's condition, and his furrowed brows soon relaxed.
He Mingxiao asked impatiently, "Is she alright?"
"Don't panic—" the doctor put away his stethoscope. "She probably caught a chill and suddenly developed a high fever. Give her fever-reducing medication first, then use alcohol to wipe her body down to lower her temperature physically. Once her temperature comes down, she'll be fine. I have some alcohol here, who can..."
Ding He had just taken a step and hadn't even had a chance to speak when He Mingxiao beat her to it.
“I’ll do it.” He said firmly, as if brooking no argument.
Ding He opened her mouth, looked at the unconscious Nan Xian, then at He Mingxiao holding her, and frowned—
Although President He and Sister Nan Xian were once husband and wife, and I actually hope they get back together, they are still divorced. If this gets out, Sister Nan Xian will probably be bombarded by those idle netizens again...
She stepped forward, about to speak up and stop them—
Assistant Jiang rushed over and stood in front of her, smiling warmly: "Ding He, please do me a favor."
Ding He raised her eyebrows. She couldn't stand Jiang Xing's hypocritical act. He was clearly a smiling tiger, pretending to be an innocent little rabbit!
She glared at him: "That's my sister! You may not care about her reputation, but I do! Get out of my way!"
Assistant Jiang didn't back down at all. He shook his head and said, "In this world, apart from Miss Nan's parents, no one cares about her reputation more than President He. You can rest assured."
Ding He snorted: "Who said that? There's also Sister Nan Xian's own brother!"
Assistant Jiang's lips twitched slightly. After a moment of silence, he said, "Yes, let me correct you. Apart from Miss Nan's family, no one values her more than President He."
“He’s your boss, of course you’ll speak up for him!” Ding He rolled her eyes and pushed him away.
"I told you to move aside, but you still won't—hey, where's Sister Nanxian?!"
Where did such a big, living person go?! When did they disappear?! Ding He stared in disbelief.
Assistant Jiang glanced at He Mingxiao, who was carrying Nan Xian into the nanny van, and silently cheered for the bonus that was about to be in his hands.
Yes, the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain is indeed foolproof against a true naive rabbit like Ding He.
As expected of me, the top assistant of the He Group.
Jiang Xing proudly curled the corners of his mouth.
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