Chapter 93 Let you go home to recuperate



Chapter 93 Let you go home to recuperate

After a moment of silence, Ye Qingning came up with an idea: "You should know that Mr. Lin is very particular about food, right?"

Chen Ci nodded: "Yes, you could say it's nitpicking."

Back then, the eldest brother was really worried about the eldest brother's three meals a day.

Ye Qingning nodded in deep agreement: "Jianyan's cooking skills can perfectly soothe Mr. Lin's stomach, so do you think she is important to Mr. Lin?"

Chen Ci looked at her seriously for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "That's quite important, but it doesn't seem important enough for me to personally go to her house to treat her cold."

"But didn't you go when I had a fever?" Ye Qingning asked in surprise.

Chen Ci nodded: "Yes, so what?"

"So you should have gone even more to see Jianyan since she's sick!"

Chen Ci shrugged: "I think I need to hear the boss's opinion on this matter. At least so far, I haven't received any instructions from him."

Ye Qingning lowered her eyes and thought for a moment: "Then he probably hasn't gone home yet... wait a little longer."

She casually flipped through the medical report and put it aside before remembering the milk tea she had left for Chen Ci on the bedside table. So she took it and handed it to him: "Taro Boba Milk Tea, my favorite flavor, please have some."

Chen Ci's eyes lit up, and he took the milk tea, smiling at her: "Why would you think of treating a grown man like me to milk tea?"

"I think you'll like it." Ye Qingning shrugged. "It's also to thank you for helping me prepare the medicine."

Chen Ci took the straw, poked the cup open, and took a sip: "Not bad."

Ye Qingning also hugged her half-finished milk tea and toasted him: "Mr. Lin has already agreed, saying that I can call you anytime if I feel unwell. Don't forget your friend."

"Friends?" Chen Ci smiled, a hint of seriousness appearing on his usually wicked and indifferent face. "Okay."

The two finished their milk teas, and as Ye Qingning had predicted, Chen Ci's phone received a call from Lin Feiyan.

Chen Ci answered the phone: "Hey boss...yes, everything's normal...now?"

Noticing Chen Ci's gaze drifting over, Ye Qingning breathed a sigh of relief. This call must have been to ask Chen Ci to come to the house to examine Jian Yan. It seems the plot is finally getting back on track, and Lin Feiyan is starting to care about Jian Yan.

After a moment, Chen Ci said again, "Okay, I'll get ready right away... Goodbye, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingning had a knowing look on her face: "See? I told you so, weren't I? Aren't you about to leave for the Lin residence?"

Chen Ci nodded, a hint of mockery in his voice: "That's right, but not me, it's you."

Ye Qingning was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Aside from your right arm and a mild concussion, you have no other symptoms," Chen Ci explained with a smile. "The boss wants you to be discharged and go home to recuperate."

Ye Qingning was a little dejected. What was going on? She didn't want to go back home and be a third wheel!

Even though she was extremely unwilling, Chen Ci still helped her with the discharge procedures and personally drove her back to the Lin residence.

...

After making the pork wontons, Jian Yan called Lin Feiyan over to eat, and then went upstairs.

She first took a warm bath but found that her fever symptoms had not lessened. Then she changed her clothes, told Lin Feiyan, and planned to go out to buy medicine.

Lin Feiyan's gaze lingered on her for a moment, and he frowned slightly when he saw her dark blue and light gray outfit: "Go."

Jian Yan responded and went out with her bag on her back. Unexpectedly, the moment she stepped out of the Lin residence, the splitting headache she had felt the night before began to reappear.

With each step she took, her symptoms worsened, making her feel like she was about to collapse.

Chen Ci's car turned into the villa area of ​​the Lin family mansion, and on the main road in front of the mansion, he saw a figure that looked vaguely familiar.

Jian Yan stood leaning against the wall, rubbing her forehead with one hand, her face pale, and she looked to be in very bad shape.

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