Tan Moting, with his iron-clad body, rarely gets sick unless he is too tired to bear it and then has a fever. Usually it was when the seasons changed, like spring or autumn, but he had never had a fever in the winter.

In order to verify the magic, Tan Moting not only did not deliberately ruin his body, but also kept warm, ate and drank well.

Now that he has a fever, he takes medicine normally.

What he said in his sleep was to the psychology professor. He did not regret it and would never regret it.

The theory of exchanging lives is superstitious and absurd, and anyone who believes it is a fool. Li Jintang thought so. He didn't expect that Tan Moting would write the letter and even perform the ceremony.

When he knew that Tan Moting wanted to extend his life to his wife through this ancient Western magic, Li Jintang could understand why he did this.

His wife deserves it!

Li Jintang told Tan Moting not to take this personally, because once upon a time, he also wanted to recover his eyes and stop his son from being exposed to drugs. He also believed in magic once, but it was of no use.

In short, Li Jintang advised Tan Moting not to have too high hopes, otherwise he would not be disappointed.

When Tan Moting fell asleep, he dreamed of Psychology Professor Jin, also dreamed of Li Jintang, and also dreamed of Shen Qiqi crying and saying, "You will regret it." Tan Moting said firmly, "I don't regret it, and I will never regret it... …”

Facts have proved that Tan Moting got his wish, and he burned for three days.

The next morning, Shen Qiqi contacted his family doctor. The doctor gave him non-penicillin antipyretics, and his fever subsided for two hours, but the fever came back in the afternoon. The fever didn't subside until the third night.

Tan Moting had no other symptoms besides fever, no sore throat, and no obvious cough symptoms.

Even so, the family was worried, but fortunately, the fever subsided on the third night.

Shen Qiqi looked at Tan Moting who was smiling at her. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and finally chose to laugh.

"You don't know how scary you are. You had a high fever for three days in a row. Sister Zhen almost killed me!" These days, there are many major issues in the company that need to be decided by Tan Moting.

Losing a little money is not a big deal. Sister Zhen, the vice president of investment, thought Tan Moting was seriously ill, and she didn't sleep well for two days.

"Fortunately, the results of your physical examination showed that it was just an unexplained fever. Fortunately, your fever is gone now." Shen Qiqi patted his chest gently.

She didn't blame Tan Moting. Thinking that she was sick and hospitalized before, Tan Moting must have been thinking about her all the time.

"Let's not get sick in the future, okay? It seems that there has been no peace in the past few months. First you accidentally broke your bone, and now you have a high fever for three days in a row. It's really scary."

"Rich people are also afraid of getting sick. Just look at how many people are worried if you get sick."

Tan Moting looked at Shen Qiqi and didn't say anything. He just looked at her lovingly with a smile on his lips.

"Why are you looking at me like that, are you touched?"

In the past two days, Shen Qiqi took care of Tan Moting with all his clothes. "Being undressed" is an exaggeration, but she did not sleep well and did not go to work, so she stayed at home to watch over him.

Tan Moting took the person into his arms and kissed him.

"I'm sorry for making you worry, but it's early in the morning, can you go to bed first?" He buried his head in Shen Qiqi's chest and smiled muffledly.

"I really don't know what you are happy about."

Before Shen Qiqi could react, he pushed her down into the quilt, "I'm glad I can do what I want to do."

Tan Moting will never tell her the ridiculous things he did.

But in his mind, this ridiculous thing was done. He took medicine on time, received infusions obediently, refueled and ate, and actually burned for three days. This meant success.

Shen Qiqi put her hands on his chest and protested resolutely: "No, you are just right. Do you want to have a sudden...do you want to have a fever again?"

Shen Qiqi forcefully suppressed the word "sudden death" and changed the reason for rejection.

Tan Moting rubbed her lips with his fingertips, "I've been lying down for three days and now I need to exercise!"

Shen Qiqi cared about him just enough and didn't resist with all her strength, but he succeeded.

This made Shen Qiqi not sleep well at night. When he finally fell asleep, he would wake up immediately and subconsciously touch his head to see if he had a fever.

When she woke up the next day, Shen Qiqi was a little upset, but she still hugged Tan Moting and touched his forehead. Fortunately, it didn't burn.

When she wanted to pull her hand away, she was caught by Tan Moting, "If I hadn't been ill, I wouldn't have known you cared about me so much."

Shen Qiqi was held in his arms. When she looked up, she saw that Tan Moting had red lips and white teeth, and was full of energy. Of course, his body temperature was normal. It seemed that the weak man who had a high fever yesterday was not him at all.

"It's really better this time." Shen Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

Tan Moting put her fingertips to his mouth and kissed her: "It's Saturday, I won't go to work, so you can get some sleep."

Shen Qiqi nodded. She really didn't sleep well last night and needed to catch up on her sleep.

After Tan Moting got up, he finished some work and waited for Shen Qiqi to get up.

This day was a day off for the two of them. They didn't go anywhere. They watched a movie in the home theater, Tan Moting's favorite "Titanic".

When seeing Jack leaving his hope of life to Ruth, Shen Qiqi sighed: "There are fewer and fewer men like Jack."

Tan Moting just smiled and said nothing.

At this time, she didn't know that fate had already given her the best. Her pillow person was such a person who would give her the hope of life.

In the afternoon, Tan Moting held a remote video conference.

Shen Qiqi waited for his chance and let him try on the windbreaker she made by herself.

The clothes fit well and are very warm. Tan Moting likes them, but he feels sorry for Shen Qiqi. Making clothes is tiring and laborious, and it is still a laborious job.

"It looks very good, but don't make it less in the future. This dress will take a lot of effort on your part, right?"

Shen Qiqi smiled and said: "It's not bad, it's not troublesome. For a talented tailor like me, it's trivial."

In fact, Tan Moting was so kind to her, so making him two pieces of clothes was nothing.

"Mr. Tan, come back when you are well-dressed. The store is only open for you. I promise that the clothes will be no worse than those made by foreign fashion masters." Shen Qiqi joked.

Tan Moting looked at himself in the mirror. Not to mention, this dark brown windbreaker was not only comfortable to wear, but also made his figure taller and optimized his proportions.

"I feel like I'm two meters tall when I wear this dress. Okay, I'll wear this to the company's annual meeting." Tan Moting is really giving face.

Shen Qiqi shook her head, "You should wear a down jacket. You have just recovered from a serious illness, so you must keep warm."

The Tan Group's annual meeting was postponed for a few days because Tan Moting went abroad, and was initially scheduled for the day after tomorrow, that is, Monday afternoon.

Shen Qiqi was at work that day and couldn't attend, but the annual meeting was held every year, so she wasn't worried about Tan Moting not handling it well.

Tan Moting has a professional secretarial team, and the secretary in charge of the meeting decided to hold the annual meeting at Jiangcheng Hotel.

The secretary also guessed the boss's thoughts. Among the many hotels to choose from, Jiangcheng Hotel belonged to Liang Ye, the cousin of the boss's wife, and the boss and Liang Ye were still good brothers.

The secretary thought that this arrangement would kill three birds with one stone, everyone would be satisfied, and no one could make a mistake. Unexpectedly, Liang Ye would not accept payment.

"When Mr. Tan married my family Qiqi, I didn't follow the family, so this is my family's money." The secretary told Tan Moting what Liang Ye had said.

Tan Moting said with a smile: "I will accept his share of the money." Liang Ye was reminding Tan Moting that your wedding to Qiqi has not been held yet.

Liang Ye would not mention this for no reason. Too many people must have talked about it in front of him, so he reminded Tan Moting in a different way.

"Wedding..." Tan Moting leaned back in his chair. He had to prepare well for this.

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