Become a rival virtual lover

Although it was just an oolong, the doctor still took the time to check Qin Yan conscientiously.

The final result came out.

A low-grade fever caused by a cold.

Fortunately, it came early, and if it was sent later, the illness was almost cured.

Song Jingming was still not at ease, so he asked Qin Yan to stay in the hospital for observation for a day: "You said you were in a coma once before, if I hadn't gone to your house today, I don't know how long you would sleep until you woke up! "

Qin Yan motioned him to raise the head of the bed, and glanced at him: "What are you doing at my place today?"

Song Jingming patted his head: "Look at my memory!"

He stopped his movements, went to the bed and sat down, "It's Uncle Han. You didn't answer his call, so he called me."

Qin Yan asked: "What did you say?"

Song Jingming said: "It seems to be all right, I just asked a few words."

Then he explained, "Later, I called you a hundred times and no one answered, so I went to your place."

As soon as the voice fell, a person was seen running in quickly outside the door.

"What's wrong with Mr. Qin! He—"

Halfway through the conversation, when he saw Qin Yan, who was leaning against the head of the bed with a normal expression, the anxious expression on the visitor's face blinked into doubt, "Boss Qin, are you alright?"

Qin Yan and Song Jingming's eyes fell on Xin Man at the same time.

Hearing this sentence, Qin Yan said: "You really hope that something will happen to me?"

Hinman quickly defended himself: "Of course not!"

She stood the umbrella in her hand by the door, and then stood beside Song Jingming, "I came here after seeing the news that was pushed, and thought something really happened to you..."

Qin Yan and Song Jingming looked at each other.

Song Jingming asked, "What news?"

Xin Man hurriedly took out the phone from his bag and handed it to Qin Yan.

On the screen is the news interface that has not had time to close.

According to the report, Qin Yan, a well-known young entrepreneur, was rushed to the hospital by an ambulance at noon. When he got off the car, he was unconscious and suspected to be critically ill.

A photo of Qin Yan being pushed out of the ambulance is attached.

There are pictures and truth.

It seems very reliable.

If it wasn't the person in the photo or himself, Qin Yan would have thought the report was true.

After roughly scanning the article, he looked at Song Jingming.

Song Jingming raised his hand and scratched his neck, looking at the sky and the earth: "...the weather is nice today."

Qin Yan glanced out.

During the few short hours of the examination at the hospital, the cloudy outside the window turned cloudy. At this time, it was raining like a torrential rain, the wind was howling, and the sky was as gloomy as night, dim and dark.

He withdrew his gaze and said, "Stop messing around like this in the future, what will you think if people from the company see you?"

Song Jingming said coyly: "You scared me half to death, I don't have the time to think about what the people in the company think..."

At the side, Xinman was about to say something when another voice came from outside the door.

"Nurse, is Ward 203 here?"

"Yes, this is."

After a conversation, two men walked in quickly from the door.

"Boss Qin! Are you okay!"

After them, the directors of the company and the management of various departments came to visit one after another, and soon the ward was piled up into half a flower shop.

Qin Yan was surrounded by bouquets, fruit baskets and human heads, and his ears were full of pleasantries, and he couldn't help but get a headache.

Seeing that everyone didn't want to stop, he finally said, "It's done."

His voice was deep and quiet when he spoke, and his tone was not harsh, but it was always hard to ignore.

Hearing his voice, the ward gradually fell silent.

In this silence, another urgent footstep from far to near is especially clear.

The heads of the people around the bed all turned towards the door.

The line of sight was blocked, and before Qin Yan could see who was coming, he heard someone exclaim.

"Mr. Fu?"

President Fu?

Qin Yan was a little surprised.

Before he could sit upright, the people standing at the end of the bed had consciously stepped back a few steps to get out of the way.

Fu Yueting's figure quickly appeared.

The moment he saw the other party, Qin Yan's eyes moved slightly.

Because Fu Yueting looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

The assistant behind him clearly held an umbrella in his hand, but his whole body seemed to be drenched by the rain, even his vest and shirt were soaked in water, his expression was tense, and his stern face was covered with ice and snow today, darkened The suppressed emotions in the eyes were as sharp as frost, making people subconsciously make way for him.

Seeing Qin Yan sitting on the hospital bed, he paused slightly.

His hair was also wet from the rain, and a strand of hair fell down his temples.

While walking, the traces of water dripping from the broken hair dripped on the ends of the eyebrows, and then slowly merged into one, congealing on the chin.

The assistant, who had been trotting all the way to barely keep up, didn't notice for a moment, and almost bumped into his back.

Qin Yan didn't expect to meet Fu Yueting here: "Mr. Fu is here too. Could it be that he also saw the fake news that was released without confirmation?"

Fu Yueting took two steps forward: "Fake news?"

Qin Yan explained: "I just have a common cold, nothing serious."

Facing Qin Yan's gaze, Fu Yueting quickly looked away.

Seeing the flowers and fruits on the bedside, he glanced back at his assistant.

The assistant's back felt cold when he saw it, so he hurried to the side and got a tissue and handed it to him: "Boss Fu?"

Fu Yueting took two cards and held them in his palms. After a long silence, he said to Qin Yan: "My grandfather is here to review."

Qin Yan understood.

No wonder.

Based on his friendship with Fu Yueting, it is far from allowing the other party to come to visit him specially.

It turned out that Fu Bohong was in this hospital, which made sense.

Fu Yueting said: "I heard that Mr. Qin is ill. I stopped by to have a look. I didn't have time to buy gifts. Don't mind Mr. Qin."

After speaking, he glanced at the assistant next to him.

The assistant was quite disturbed by being seen twice.

Is it his fault?

From the company all the way to the hospital.

You don't have time to wait for the red light, how can you give him time to buy any gifts!

Qin Yan also didn't notice the change in the assistant's expression, and only said to Fu Yueting: "Mr. Fu is enough to give me face when he arrives."

Fu Yueting paused for a long time before asking: "Is your illness better?"

Qin Yan said with a smile: "It's much better."

The conversation came to an end, and the ward became quiet again.

The men and women around stood awkwardly.

No one knew what attitude to use when dealing with this legendary enemy of his immediate boss.

After a long time, Fu Yueting took the initiative to leave: "Since you are fine, I won't bother you."

Considering that Mr. Fu was also in the same hospital, and that he was only on the way, Qin Yan didn't keep him.

Fu Yueting nodded to him and left with his assistant behind him.

After going out.

The assistant watched Fu Yueting return along the way he came, and couldn't help asking: "Boss Fu, where are you going?"

Fu Yueting said: "Go back to the company."

Assistant: "...Aren't you going to visit the old man?"

Fu Yueting paused.

The assistant made an emergency stop.

After a while, the assistant tentatively said, "The ward is here."

Fu Yueting raised his chin slightly: "Lead the way."

assistant:"…………"

What about going on the way?

Who are you following whose way? ?

In the ward, Song Jingming was asking the rest of the people to leave one by one.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Yueting passing by the door again. He looked back at Qin Yan, who was resting with his eyes closed, without making a sound.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the rain stopped.

Song Jingming once again tried his best to persuade Qin Yan to be hospitalized for observation.

Qin Yan couldn't evade it, so he agreed.

If the hospital can really find out the cause, everyone will be happy, and if they can't find out, they will give up.

Song Jingming confirmed a hundred times later that he would not back down, and then returned home.

Qin Yan had dinner, thought for a while, and asked when the nurse came to round the ward: "Excuse me, Mr. Fu Bohong Fu from the Fu Group, which ward do you live in?"

Since Fu Yueting personally said that Mr. Fu was there, he couldn't pretend that he hadn't heard of it.

The nurse replied: "Mr. Fu's exclusive ward is 101."

"Can you tell me how to get there?"

The nurse hesitated: "If you want to visit Mr. Fu, I need to ask him for instructions."

Qin Yan didn't make it difficult for her: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

The nurse said, "Please wait a moment."

Qin Yan took advantage of this time to change back into his clothes and was picking up his coat when footsteps came from behind him.

He thought it was the nurse who had left and returned, and when he turned around, he asked, "How is it, Mr. Fu agrees—"

In front of him stood the tall and straight figure of Fu Yueting.

Qin Yan paused: "Boss Fu?"

Fu Yueting scanned his suit before asking: "The nurse said you want to visit your grandfather, I'll take you there."

Qin Yancai lifted his foot and walked over, and walked out the door side by side with him: "Why did Mr. Fu make this trip himself?"

Fu Yueting didn't look sideways: "Idle is idle."

Qin Yan turned to look at him.

Not long after they separated, Fu Yueting seemed to have reorganized.

The drenched hair was already dry, and the clothes on his body were simply changed, and the rare embarrassment he saw was completely removed by him.

In front of him was the calm and forceful head of the Fu family, who could not see anything unusual at all.

It's just that I don't know what happened before that made Fu Yueting so hurried that he couldn't even wait for the umbrella behind him.

And when sinking into thoughts.

He didn't notice that Fu Yueting's hands on both sides were slowly tightening, and his thin lips were almost pursed into a line.

Go two steps forward.

The assistant who was waiting at the door of the ward greeted him.

"Mr. Fu. Mr. Qin."

Fu Yueting finally said, "What are you looking at?"

Qin Yan came back to his senses.

He retracted his gaze: "Sorry, I was thinking about something else."

Fu Yueting's clenched fingers tightened once before he said in a deep voice, "I thought there was something growing on my face that made Mr. Qin pay so much attention."

Listening to his tone, Qin Yan thought he was not very happy: "It's my fault."

Hearing this, Fu Yueting pursed his thin lips again.

When Qin Yan entered the ward, he raised his finger by the door to stop the assistant.

The assistant looked blank: "Boss Fu?"

Fu Yueting frowned slightly, and asked, "Is the joke I just made not funny enough?"

assistant:"……"

Are you kidding me?

Which sentence?

Are you kidding me...