Ye Qingyan felt that her already unusual breathing had become even more difficult.
The man's palm covered the girl's head, and the scorching heat that he could feel in his palm made him frown.
"You have a fever," Huo Qingming said.
"I know," Ye Qingyan blinked. Wasn't this an obvious fact?
"Get in the car."
Huo Qingming opened the passenger door, and Ye Qingyan sat in the passenger seat without any struggle and even seemed quite happy.
"Is this Yan Yan's luggage?" Huo Qingming walked back to the other side and asked the agent who was carrying four large pieces of luggage.
"Ah, yes."
"Give it to me."
Huo Qingming pressed a button somewhere in the trunk, and the trunk lid rose up immediately.
He effortlessly tossed the luggage into the box, one in each hand.
Ye Qingyan glanced at him in the mirror on the right and saw the muscle lines that were visible even through his suit, causing her heart to skip a beat.
The agent clicked his tongue in amazement. They were both men, but the difference was that he could barely lift the suitcase with both hands, while the other men could carry one in each hand.
Huo Qingming nodded to his agent as a greeting, then got into the driver's seat and drove away.
The agent watched the car disappear and then walked towards the company car that had come to pick him and Qingyan up.
A beautiful face...
Yan Yan?
"Holy shit!" he suddenly cursed. "Who's that bastard? Call her Yan Yan!"
He suddenly realized that his newly famous musician might be about to fall in love.
still.
They're already in talks!!!
His expression was contorted.
...
Where are we going?
Ye Qingyan looked at the route, which didn't seem to be the way home. She lay lazily in the passenger seat, feeling so uncomfortable that she didn't even want to speak. But she hadn't seen Huo Qingming for a long time, and she didn't want to waste any more time.
"Hospital." The man gripped the steering wheel steadily. "If you feel unwell, just sleep for a while."
"Hospital! Why go to the hospital?" She didn't care about feeling unwell and sat up straight, her eyes looking much more energetic than before.
"Check it out. See where the problem is."
"It's just a cold, I'll be fine after resting at home. I've been too tired lately."
"The doctor makes the decision regarding the problem."
Ye Qingyan stared at him, making Huo Qingming feel uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?"
"I feel like you've changed a bit since I left for a month."
As soon as Ye Qingyan spoke, Huo Qingming almost broke out in a cold sweat. In his haste, he forgot to put on a facade in front of her.
He smiled and said, "You're overthinking it."
"Really?" Qingyan looked at him suspiciously.
"Um."
He stopped talking and focused on driving.
Ye Qingyan didn't make a fuss and was already drowsy when they arrived at the hospital.
"Get out of the car. We're here." Huo Qingming only realized Ye Qingyan was fast asleep when he took off his seatbelt. He gently woke her up.
"Can we not go? I hate hospitals..." Ye Qingyan felt a chill run down her spine at the sight of the hospital and the thought of those gleaming needles piercing her body.
She doesn't feel anything when she pricks others, but she definitely can't do it herself.
Huo Qingming touched her forehead again: "It's still very hot. Listen to me and go inside to get checked out."
He was determined, and Ye Qingyan, who was ill, couldn't persuade him otherwise.
I had no choice but to follow them in listlessly.
"High fever caused by overwork. One injection will do the trick." The doctor didn't even look up, his tone icy: "Go to the second floor, turn right to pay, and get the injection on the fourth floor."
"Um."
Huo Qingming was holding Ye Qingyan's medical record card and was about to lead her away when she said seriously, "Prescribe my medicine, I don't want an injection."
The doctor then looked up at her and said, "Medication takes time to work; it will take at least three days for you to see any improvement."
"It's alright, it's alright. It's only three days." Ye Qingyan chuckled awkwardly.
"Injections are fast-acting, very fast. You'll only need two IV drips," the doctor said.
"No, no, please prescribe the medicine for me."
Huo Qingming listened to the conversation with a frown. The doctor didn't look at Ye Qingyan but instead looked at Huo Qingming, waiting for him to make a decision.
"inject."
"No!" Ye Qingyan was half-carried and half-pulled away by Huo Qingming. "I need to take my medicine, I need my medicine..."
Ye Qingyan's voice echoed in the corridor, and everyone craned their necks to look at her.
"These days, you can find all sorts of weirdos, including people who love taking medicine."
"That's nothing. I've even seen people who like to eat glass bottles before."
Ye Qingyan could no longer hear the whispers among the patients.
She was being held in her seat while waiting to receive her injection.
"Let's not get injections during Qingming Festival, okay? Let's go home." Ye Qingyan watched the nurse approach, her hands tightly gripping his arm, her face contorted in fear.
"Why not get a shot?"
"I'm scared, I'm really scared!"
As the nurse approached, Ye Qingyan raised her voice.
"Afraid of injections?" The nurse's voice rang out with a smile. "It won't hurt. Why are you still acting like a child?"
"It doesn't hurt because I didn't hit you," Ye Qingyan muttered, looking at Huo Qingming with pleading eyes.
"A shot hurts for a bit, but a cold hurts for a long time." Huo Qingming's heart softened at her rare pitiful state, and he ran his fingers through her messy hair. "If you're afraid of the pain, we won't go, okay?"
"No, I don't want to fight."
"Just one second."
"No, waaaaah..."
Ye Qingyan held onto Huo Qingming with one hand, wishing she could learn Zhen Tian's coquettish mannerisms to soften the man's heart and let her go.
Why didn't she observe carefully how Sweetie did it before?
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