A steady stream of heat came from his palm through his fingertips, allowing An Ruixin to finally understand where the warmth he felt in his sleep came from.

Ji Chengze didn't fall asleep. He immediately looked over when he heard An Ruixin's movement, got up and touched her head, and asked in a low voice: "Wake up, do you still feel uncomfortable? Will you feel dizzy? Will my throat hurt?"

"It's okay, it's better." An Ruixin said, her voice was so dumb that she was shocked.

Ji Chengze twisted his eyebrows: "Wait a moment, I'll pour you a glass of water." After speaking, he poured a cup of warm water for An Ruixin as quickly as possible.

Watching An Ruixin take a couple of sips and let her warm in her arms, she raised her head and glanced at less than one-fifth of the drips: "The doctor said, you have to eat something and then take the medicine. The kitchen is warming up the porridge, I'll bring it for you."

"Hmm." An Ruixin looked at Ji Chengze's away back and touched the warm cup in her arms, only feeling that her heart warmed up with it.

The scene in front of her made her think of the last time she had a cold. At that time, because she was embarrassed by Nie Yiyi in the crew, she soaked in cold water for nearly an hour, and she started to have a high fever when she came back.

At that time, this person was obviously on a business trip outside the city, but as soon as he knew that he was sick, he rushed back from the field and stayed by his side, taking care of himself personally until he recovered.

Thinking that when I woke up, I saw Ji Chengze sitting next to my bed, just as I saw him by his side when I just woke up, An Ruixin couldn't help holding the cup and laughed.

Ji Chengze came back with the porridge and saw the picture of An Ruixin smirking while holding the cup. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "What are you laughing at?"

An Ruixin realized that he had gone and returned, and hurriedly put away the smile on his face, a little embarrassed and said: "Nothing."

Ji Chengze glanced at her suspiciously, but did not continue to ask, put the porridge in his hand aside, turned his head and glanced at the almost bottomless bit, and whispered: "I will help you remove the needle first. It might hurt a bit, bear with it."

An Ruixin looked at Ji Chengze, who was always very nagging at this time, her lips raised slightly, and she couldn't help but want to laugh again: "Well, you can pull it up, I'm fine."

That's what I said, but seeing the needle stuck in the back of An Ruixin's hand, this big president with a contract of hundreds of millions was still a bit at a loss, and he didn't dare to touch the needle after stretching his hand for a long time.

seemed to be aware of Ji Chengze's cramps, An Ruixin looked up at him, and said with a smile: "If you don't pull the blood, you will be drawn back."

Ji Chengze finally took action, pulling out the needle as quickly as possible, and then pressing it with a cotton swab to prevent the wound from bleeding.

About a minute later, Ji Chengze removed the cotton swab and watched a small spot of bruise and a small circle of eyes appear on the back of his originally white hand. The raised brow could almost kill a fly. He wanted to reach out and touch the piece. Qingzi was worried that it hurt An Ruixin, so she asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"

An Ruixin shook her head and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt, I'm not a child, just hang a bottle, don't make any fuss."

Ji Chengze's face was dark, and he disagreed with An Ruixin's remarks. While reaching out his hand to pick up the porridge on the table, he informed An Ruixin: "I asked Shan Muyu to ask for leave for you. I will rest tomorrow."