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Song Manxi inadvertently grasped the door handle and wanted to turn it, but unexpectedly, he pushed it away.

She looked at the pushed door in some amazement, but she couldn't think much. She went in directly. In the dark, she couldn't see anything. She whispered, "brother Junxiao, are you in there?"

No one answered her, so she groped for the dark road. She moved along the wall bit by bit, touched the corner of the wall with her hand, and tried to find the light switch.

Touched a square button, she pressed it, "pa", and the room was suddenly bright. She gently breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, looked back, and suddenly opened her eyes. Isn't that Jun Xiao who was lying on the carpet and almost curled up in a ball?

Under the dim yellow light, the fallen figure can be described as thin.

She was stunned and a little flustered. Her heart was sour. She didn't know what to do now. She breathed heavily and wanted to run outside. She wanted to call someone, but before long, she folded back. The towel hanging on her shoulder was thrown to the ground by her. She ran over and shook his body in an urgent tone: "brother Junxiao, brother Junxiao... Wake up, what's the matter with you?"

Looking at Jun Xiao's wet hair and holding him, she felt that his bathrobe was still wet. She hurriedly stroked his forehead with her palm, and the heat hit him in an instant.

"It's hot."

He had a fever and was still burning so badly. Was it because he was caught in the rain when he went down to pick her up. Guilt filled her heart in an instant. Panic and confusion were all her feelings now.

With such a sense, she took back her hand and swept the room. The room was very big, but she saw the medicine bottle on the table at a glance. A lot of medicine spilled from it. All she could think of was the antipyretic medicine. It seemed that brother Junxiao ate it himself, and the pole that dripped by the bed, with two empty bottles hanging on it.

Did he burn it early in the morning and go down to pick her up.

I don't know what's going on. She just feels in her heart. Now she doesn't have a taste. She doesn't know how to say it. It's a light sadness.

She doesn't know what to do. After taking antipyretic drugs, the effect of antipyretic must be very slow. If it's really because he was ill before, caught in the rain again and burned up again, it must not be so easy to fall down.

She still thought of calling people and his assistant. She only thought of his assistant. She only knew him, but looking around, she didn't find his mobile phone anywhere.

"Brother Junxiao, brother Junxiao..." unable to find the mobile phone, she continued to try to wake him up. In fact, at this time, we can't wake up the patient. Instead, we have to let him sleep and give him a drip. However, song Manxi only feels that his brain is down and can't think of anything. He just wants to wake him up and wake him up.

Jun Xiao in her arms probably opened his eyes because her action was too big, but he saw a beautiful face that was too familiar.

Song Manxi saw that he opened his eyes and was happy. He showed a shallow smile with a slightly relieved expression: "brother Junxiao, are you awake?"

Her smile is like a flower blooming in March. At the same time, it blooms slowly in Junxiao's heart.

He looked at her without blinking, as if he saw a real and illusory shadow.