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When he opened his eyes, he found the roof spinning. He wanted to get up. He was dizzy, so he fell back onto the bed.

The wound on his hand was already inflamed, and the bag at the back of his head had not disappeared.

In this state, he could not work at all.

With difficulty, Qiao Chuan reached for his phone and called Zhou An.

Without saying much, he took a leave. Then, he threw his phone to the side and fell back on the bed.

The patterns on the ceiling rotated and entered Qiao Chunan's eyes. His head grew heavy and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep again.

As for the cellphone, there was no more electricity and it shut down automatically.

On the other side, when Bo Xiushan came to work, he found that Qiao Chunan had not arrived yet, which was strange.

The company worked at 9: 00 AM, but Qiao Chuan had already returned at 8: 30.

As for the thin one, he usually did not come until nine thirty or even ten.

Very rarely did they arrive on time.

While Zhou Anlai was busy handing over the documents, Bo Xiu Nong asked casually, "How come you're the one who sent the documents over here today?"

"Jojouan is on leave." Zhou An didn't think about anything else. After all, the information for the past few days had all been sent by Qiao Chunan. It was normal for the CEO to ask.

"Leave of absence? Are you sick? " The signed hand paused for a moment before continuing, "It looked fine yesterday."

"No one can say for sure." After saying this, Zhou An took the documents from the thin shaman and left the office.

When he heard the news, he was a little worried. He held his cell phone, thought for a moment, and then made a phone call to Joachim.

On the other side was the sound of his phone being shut down.

Thinking that Qiao Chuan was still fine last night, at most he had a little cold, he stopped calling.

Although she thought this way, she didn't know what was really going on. She only felt that she had worked too long during the day.

When it was time to get off work, Xi Xiuran was still a bit worried, so he drove to Qiao Chuan's place.

If it had been a cold all day, he would have answered the phone.

He stepped on the accelerator and soon arrived at Qiao Chuan An's place.

After the doorbell rang, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang, bang, bang ~"

The sound was so loud that Qiao Chu An felt like his head was about to explode.

He dragged his still dizzy body to the door and opened it.

The sun outside the corridor was a bit dazzling. It shone on the body of the Shura, giving it a layer of golden light.

It was a pity that Qiao Chunan was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty of the girl. Instead, he squinted his eyes, blocking out the sunlight.

"Mr. Bo, why is it you?" Joachim leaned against the wall beside him, his voice weak.

"What happened to you?" His gaze fell on Qiao Chunan. Qiao Chunan's face was pale, his lips were cracked to the point that the skin on his lips had started to peel off. A glimmer appeared in his eyes.

His already emaciated body now looked more like it would fall in the wind. He was extremely ill.

"You're sick." Xiuran frowned. His expression when he looked at Qiao Chuan An was one of disapproval. His originally indifferent expression now turned even more unsightly.

His gaze fell on Qiao Chunan who was holding onto the wall on his elbow. Looking at the red mark, a glimmer flashed in his eyes and his heart tightened.

"It's fine, I won't die." Qiao Chun An's heart was a little bored, but the look in Xiuran's eyes made her think of the month that had trampled her dignity on the ground. Her tone also turned bad.

Qiao Chu An's face was pale and he seemed to have understood something. "If there's nothing else, I'll close the door."

While he was speaking, Qiao Chu An prepared to close the door.

"You are sick, and you need to see a doctor."

Jojouan didn't have the strength to compete with the Siren for control of the door, so he turned and went back to his room.

She was so dizzy that she didn't even have the interest to talk.

Seeing how uncooperative Qiao Chunan was, the thin Shura didn't pester her any further. Instead, he went up to her and carried her to the car.

Qiao Chunan was held in the arms of the Subtle Siren. He could feel the familiar texture of the muscles and his body involuntarily began to tremble.

His eyes, which were already filled with water, started to water up.

Qiao Chun An did not have the strength to struggle. She even had the feeling that she had stepped into that situation once again.

The feeling of the person holding her made her feel extremely familiar.

Even after five years, she was still terrified when she thought about it.

Gritting her lips, her tears quietly fell and her body trembled. It seemed that this way, she would be able to escape from that embarrassing situation.

She was a deserter, just as she had been five years ago.

Initially, he thought that she would become much stronger upon returning. He didn't expect her to remain the same as before.

Qiao Chunan's tears fell on the thin scholar's clothes and seeped into his heart. It made his heart feel sticky and he felt like he was a traveler in the desert.

And she was the spring.

After placing Qiao Chu on the passenger seat, he immediately drove the car to the hospital.

After sending Qiao Chuan to the hospital, Bian Shuang finally had time to find out why she was in such a state.

She had clearly been in a good mental state when he sent her back home last night. Just what had happened in that short day?

After giving the orders, Shuren Sioux took up his post next to Jojouan's bed.

He looked at her face.

Little Qiao's white face was devoid of any color, and even in her dreams, she was still frowning.

Dian Xiuran couldn't help but stretch out his hand to smooth her wrinkled brows. However, because of his approach, Qiao Chuan An's body trembled slightly.

When he saw this, he had no choice but to withdraw his hand and sit down beside her.

Not long after, the news arrived. When it was clear that Qiao Chunan was doing this because of Qin Guan, the thin cultivator's face became extremely gloomy.

After making a series of arrangements against Qin Guan, Bian Shuang returned to the ward.

He reached out and touched Qiao Chuan's face, the skin on his face was as thin as ever, but the tears on his cheeks affected the feeling of his hands.

Perhaps it wasn't just the feel of his hand that affected him, but also his current state of mind …