Chapter 21
Halfway through the ARKI high-level meeting, the director was reporting the latest work plan to Xing Zhao when Xing Zhao's cell phone rang.
He is the boss, so there is no need to mute the phone during meetings. After all, there may be orders worth hundreds of millions of dollars at any time and anywhere.
Xing Zhao looked down at his phone and saw that it was Lao Qin calling.
Ever since Wei Ge came, Xing Zhao allowed Lao Qin to call him during working hours.
I used to think that family matters were not important, but now they have directly been promoted from the lowest level to the priority.
"Hello, what's going on?" Xing Zhao answered the phone with a dignified look on his face. The director who was originally reporting suddenly shut up, and the entire conference room fell silent.
"Mr. Xing, the young master has locked himself in the room since he came back. It has been almost twelve hours." Lao Qin's voice was a little worried, but without Xing Zhao's permission, he could not break into Wei Ge's room.
Xing Zhao worked overtime last night and didn't go home. In fact, he was worried about Wei Ge's condition, but he was too busy at work, so he thought of going home tonight to take the children out for a good meal to make up for it.
Twelve hours, that means I haven't left the room since I went to bed last night.
But Wei Ge is young, so it is not impossible for him to sleep for twelve hours.
But Xing Zhao couldn't think of these things at the moment. He stood up and said, "I'm going back now."
Xing Zhao left the meeting room under the watchful eyes of all the company's senior executives. In the past, even if he had something urgent, he would politely nod to everyone before leaving.
I'm in such a rush today that I don't have time to be polite.
Let Shen Che take care of matters of politeness.
"Sorry, Mr. Xing has something to do, so the meeting is suspended for now."
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Wei Ge started to have a headache during class in the afternoon. At first he thought it was just a migraine caused by eye fatigue and it would be fine after a good night's sleep.
After a whole afternoon of classes, Wei Ge went home, had dinner and returned to his room.
Uncle Xing didn't go home tonight. Lao Qin said he was too busy at work and had to work overtime.
He did seem quite busy before, so it must have been a waste of time for him to accompany me on that trip on the weekend.
Wei Ge felt very bad, and besides, there was no need to call Xing Zhao to tell him about such a small matter as a headache.
He is an adult, not a baby.
Wei Ge lay in bed, thinking that he would be fine after a good night's sleep, but who knew that his immune system was weakened due to his low mood.
The body was directly defeated by the virus.
He probably started to have a fever in the second half of the night. The housekeeper was probably asleep at this time, so Wei Ge was embarrassed to call the room's landline.
He wanted to get up and go to the living room to find some antipyretic medicine, but he just couldn't muster the energy.
In short, it will be fine after a good night's sleep. If it's not fine yet, it means you haven't gotten enough sleep.
With this thought in mind, Wei Ge closed his eyes again.
When Xing Zhao rushed home from the company as fast as he could, Wei Ge's face was already red and the entire sheet was soaked with sweat.
Old Qin was shocked when he saw Wei Ge, and felt guilty.
Mr. Xing loves Wei Ge so much, so it would be wrong for him not to take good care of him.
However, Xing Zhao did not blame Lao Qin. It was he who said that he wanted to give Wei Ge private space, so he did not allow Lao Qin to enter Wei Ge's room without permission.
If there was any mistake, it was Xing Zhao's fault. He would not blame his subordinates on such a matter of principle.
"Wei Ge." Xing Zhao quickly walked to Wei Ge's bed, knelt on one knee on the ground and put his hand on Wei Ge's forehead, which made Xing Zhao's heart tighten.
"Call a doctor." Xing Zhao turned to look at Lao Qin, his voice inevitably a little impatient and cold.
The child is about to faint from the fever.
He didn't dare to think about what Wei Ge would look like if he hadn't rushed back. If he was burned into a little fool, he would have to take care of him for the rest of his life.
The doctor came very quickly. Lao Qin described the situation as very serious and gave it the highest priority, which made the doctor think that Xing Zhao had some serious illness.
When he came in, he found out that it was not Xing Zhao, but the beauty hidden in Xing Zhao's golden house.
"It's nothing serious, just that his immune system is too weak. I'll give him a fever-reducing shot. He should rest well for a few days. I'll prescribe some supplements for him later. It'll take some time for him to recover."
"Is he very weak?" Xing Zhao looked at Wei Ge lying weakly on the bed. He could indeed feel that he was very weak with the naked eye, but he didn't expect him to be so weak.
"We need to do further tests to determine the exact condition. Wait until I get back to do some tests. Don't worry, I can take good care of any patient."
This doctor is an old doctor of the Xing family and can be considered to be of outstanding ability. Xing Zhao is very relieved about this.
But he was more worried about Wei Ge's physical condition at the moment.
Xing Zhao frowned as he watched the doctor take out a new, sharp, and long needle from the medicine box. "Where do you insert this needle?"
"Fever-reducing injection, give it to the butt, it will reduce the fever quickly."
"Does it hurt?"
"If it's you, it won't hurt." The doctor looked down at Wei Ge, who was lying on the bed with delicate skin. "If it's him, it might not hurt."
"Isn't there any way to avoid pain?" Xing Zhao couldn't bear to see the child suffer, and now if he got an injection in the butt, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear the look on Wei Ge's face.
"Other methods are slow to work, and the pain only lasts for a while, or it lasts forever. You have to make a choice."
From the moment he entered the room, the doctor noticed that Xing Zhao was a little concerned about this child, and now it seems that it was not his illusion.
This was the first time he had seen Xing Zhao like this in all these years, so he couldn't help but feel a little gossipy, but now was obviously not the time to gossip.
He heard Xing Zhao frown and think for a few seconds, then he said, "Then let's get an injection."
Wei Ge was in a coma and couldn't take care of himself, so of course Xing Zhao had to do things like taking off his pants for him.
He lifted a corner of Wei Ge's quilt and pulled his pajamas down, but hardly moved.
"Is this okay?" Xing Zhao felt that going any lower would be too private.
"It's not very good. Why don't you take some medicine?" The doctor looked at Xing Zhao, admiring his rare emotion and always wanted to take the opportunity to tease him.
"How about this?" Xing Zhao prepared himself mentally, not wanting others to see the child's body, but he still pulled it down. He couldn't pull it any further, or the child would be exposed.
"That's it." The doctor stepped forward and pushed the medicine in the needle out. If he continued to tease Xing Zhao, he would probably get really angry.
The needle pierced into Wei Ge's snow-white skin. Wei Ge, who had originally had no reaction, hummed softly at this moment. The voice was weak and a bit coquettish. Xing Zhao subconsciously held Wei Ge's hand tightly.
"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Xing Zhao gently rubbed Wei Ge's palm. Wei Ge still had his eyes closed, but he became much calmer in an instant.
The fever-reducing medicine took effect in about ten minutes. Wei Ge, whose face was originally flushed, slowly regained his normal breathing and complexion. When he opened his eyes, Xing Zhao was the only one left in the room.
Although he was sitting in Wei Ge's room, he was still typing on the notebook in his hand. The meeting had not ended yet and would continue in the afternoon. However, he was afraid of disturbing Wei Ge's rest, but he was also afraid that he would not be there when Wei Ge needed him in the study.
So he asked the other party to start a video conference, and he replied to Shen Che in text to convey his opinions.
Wei Ge turned over, and Xing Zhao immediately noticed it when he looked up. He then told Shen Che that he was here today and asked him to finalize anything.
He turned off the computer and walked to Wei Ge. The child was indeed in better condition than before.
Xing Zhao reached out and touched Wei Ge's forehead. Fine beads of sweat soaked his hair. Wei Ge opened his eyes and met Xing Zhao's narrow and deep eyes.
"Uncle." Wei Ge spoke, his voice soft and slightly hoarse.
But Xing Zhao heard it clearly.
"I'm here." Xing Zhao reached out to wipe Wei Ge's sweat. "Are you still feeling unwell? I'll ask Lao Qin to get you some water and medicine."
Just as Xing Zhao was about to stand up, Wei Ge's hand had already grabbed Xing Zhao's sleeve.
"Uncle..." Wei Ge looked at Xing Zhao, his expression hesitant. "My clothes are too wet and uncomfortable. I want to change."
Wei Ge sweated a lot after taking the antipyretic medicine, and his pajamas stuck to his skin. His already hot body amplified the sensation, making the touch even stickier.
"Where is it? I'll get it for you."
"In the closet."
Xing Zhao opened the wardrobe. This was the first time he saw Wei Ge’s private space.
This child has been in his house for so long, but this is the first time Xing Zhao has entered his bedroom and opened the wardrobe. It is exactly as Xing Zhao expected.
Wei Ge's dressing style is very childish, which can be seen from the clothes he wears every day.
It cannot be said to be completely childish. In short, it is the kind of clothes that male college students should wear. People should do things according to their age. This is Wei Ge's dressing style.
The first thing that caught his eye when he opened the wardrobe was a set of huge shark pajamas, but Xing Zhao didn't think of it as pajamas. He thought it was the kind of cosplay that young people like to play.
Wei Ge has a hobby of cosplaying as a shark.
Xing Zhao silently kept this matter in mind, but he remembered it wrongly, and it was not what happened at all.
Wei Ge has three sets of pajamas. The shark set is home wear and is definitely not for sleeping. He also has a pure cotton set with a brown bear pattern.
But Wei Ge always wears the same outfit at home, which makes him look less childish.
There is no way now. I really can’t wear this dress. It’s okay to be childish.
Xing Zhao brought the pajamas over and asked him if it was this one.
It looked even more childish when held by Xing Zhao. Wei Ge wanted to say it was not the case, but it was indeed just this one thing.
"Yes." Wei Ge nodded. He wanted to get up and change into his pajamas, but just as he opened the quilt, Xing Zhao pushed him back.
"It's cold outside, lie down first."
Xing Zhao spoke and first put his hand into Wei Ge's quilt and touched it. The quilt was very wet. He was busy with work and didn't notice that the child was sweating so much.
This time it was Xing Zhao's fault, at least that's what Xing Zhao thought. He had promised to take good care of Wei Ge, and this time it was his dereliction of duty.
The entire quilt was almost soaked with sweat, and changing into new pajamas now probably wouldn't help.
Thinking of this, he put the pajamas in his hand on the table beside him, and suddenly rolled up the quilt and picked up Wei Ge.
Wei Ge was stunned at first. When he reacted and tried to break free, he found that he was pinned down by the quilt.
He was now completely unable to move, and Xing Zhao felt like he was tied up when he held him.
"Where are you going?" Wei Ge asked weakly. He wanted to grab Xing Zhao but found that he had no hands. At this moment, he was like a helpless dumpling.
"Go to my room." After saying that, Xing Zhao carried Wei Ge and walked towards his room. When he opened the door, he saw Lao Qin standing at the door, listening with a worried look on his face. He was startled by the sudden sound of unlocking the door.
After seeing the door opened and Xing Zhao carrying Wei Ge out in this posture, Lao Qin was a little confused.
"Go wash the quilt and sheets in his room and replace them with new ones." After Xing Zhao said that, he carried Wei Ge straight towards his bedroom.
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