190 My boss has a plan for me

"Shen Jingnian, open the door."

Gong Jingze's voice sounded like a reminder to Shen Jingnian at this moment.

"Ah, wait a minute!" Shen Jingnian struggled to get up from the ground, and took off his clothes in a panic, "What's the matter? I'm getting ready for bed."

"The hotel made some hawthorn soup, you can eat some before going to bed." Gong Jingze's calm voice came from outside, "You ate too many small cakes tonight, it's hard to digest."

"Well, why don't you put the hawthorn soup on the small table on the balcony." Shen Jingnian turned around in a hurry, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't take off his feather skirt, and his brow was sweating.

"Come out, let's eat together." Gong Jingze said.

"Then you wait for a while."

Shen Jingnian was so anxious that he ran on the spot, took a lot of effort to remove the skirt and fishnet stockings, then stuffed everything into a box, the box was stuffed under the bed, grabbed the pajamas and put them on, and stumbled to the balcony run.

After a hasty sound of opening the door, the lock was finally unlocked, and Shen Jingnian came out in pajamas wrapped in a small blanket.

"What's delicious, you still bring it so late?" Shen Jingnian sniffed hard.

Gong Jingze had already consciously sat on the rattan chair, raised his chin to signal him to look into the dinner plate on the table.

Wrapped in a small blanket, Shen Jingnian sat down cross-legged on the wicker chair, took a look, and saw a bowl of thick red hawthorn juice, with a few hawthorns floating in the top, and beside it were two small white porcelain bowls, each with one A white jade spoon, and a small plate of haw jelly next to it.

Shen Jingnian couldn't help but let out a sneaky breath, his stomach that had just stopped working started to stir again and wanted to work overtime.

However, he was still angry with Gong Jingze just now!

But, but, the hawthorn juice that Gong Jingze sent smelled really articulate!

Gong Jingze looked at Shen Jingnian's eyeballs thinking about his idea with his chin resting in his leisurely manner, the more he looked at it, the more cute he felt.

"Don't eat too much. If you eat too much hawthorn at night, your stomach will feel uncomfortable." Gong Jingze leaned forward and picked up a spoon to scoop up a small bowl and put it on the coffee table in front of Shen Jingnian while talking.

The small bowl of white jade porcelain contains clear and reddish hawthorn juice, which looks like a red ice field, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.

Shen Jingnian moved his index finger, took a small peck with the spoon, and then couldn't help nodding: "Yes, it's delicious!"

"You can't be greedy." Gong Jingze smiled and scooped up a cup for himself.

The two sipped hawthorn juice, ate hawthorn cake, and looked at the distant night sky. The fragrance of flowers and plants downstairs wafted in the wind. It was so comfortable that people couldn't help but close their eyes and sighed how beautiful life was.

Gong Jingze looked at the night sky for a while, and couldn't help but fall on Shen Jingnian's face. Shen Jingnian was lying on the wicker chair very comfortably, looking at the night sky with his big eyes open. The bright stars fell into the clear eyes. His eyes are dotted with stars.

"Niannian..." Gong Jingze's Adam's apple twitched, and he couldn't help saying in a low voice.

Shen Jingnian turned his head slowly, and looked at Gong Jingze with bright eyes: "Huh?"

Gong Jingze looked into his clear and pure eyes, and the words that were about to come out suddenly stuck in his throat, making him unable to speak.

"Drink some more."

"Oh." Shen Jingnian seemed a little bit lost, and obediently picked up the white jade bowl and sipped it.

After all, it was late autumn and the weather was cold and windy. The two of them sat for half an hour, Shen Jingnian sneezed repeatedly, and Gong Jingze reluctantly got up to say goodnight.

"Good night, sweet dreams." Shen Jing said young and briskly, turned and entered the room, and closed the balcony door.

The heavy curtains were drawn, blocking the warm light in the room. Gong Jingze looked away regretfully, and walked back to his room. Just after taking a step, Gong Jingze paused.

Ah, Shen Jingnian seems to have forgotten to close the balcony door just now.

After sitting outside for a long time, Shen Jingnian was no longer in the mood to admire his beautiful photos, so he packed up his things indiscriminately, and then went to bed.

The next day, when the alarm clock rang, Shen Jingnian felt as if his eyelids were glued with glue and heavy weights were hanging on them.

What's wrong with me?

Shen Jingnian was thinking in a daze, and tried hard to raise his arm to find the phone, but he obviously worked hard for a long time, but found that he had only moved a millimeter.

In fact, I wanted to raise my arm repeatedly in my sleep, but I didn't move it in reality.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a sound of tinkling, bang bang, bang bang, and then, a man ran towards him, shouting something anxiously, and a gentle hand grasped his wrist.

"Hmm..." Shen Jingnian hummed a few times in discomfort, actually wanting to ask him what's wrong.

"Shen Jingnian?"

The hand lifted up, left his wrist, touched his forehead, then sighed, and patted his cheek lightly.

Shen Jingnian struggled to open his eyes in the chaos, and saw Gong Jingze with a worried face.

"You have a fever." Gong Jingze's eyes almost overflowed with worry, "Shen Jingnian, can you hear me?"

"Hmm." Shen Jingnian tried hard to force out a sound from his throat, only to realize that his throat was dry and painful, "Water..."

Gong Jingze got up and poured a glass of water over, helped Shen Jingnian lift his upper body, and let him drink while leaning against his chest.

"What's wrong with me?" Shen Jingnian couldn't help closing his eyes again, he felt that the breath he exhaled was hot.

"I have a fever, blame me, I must have asked you to go out to drink hawthorn juice last night and freeze in the wind." Gong Jingze said with self-blame, "You didn't go to the meeting at nine o'clock this morning, and you didn't answer the phone call. The door didn't respond either, luckily you forgot to close the balcony door last night."

Shen Jingnian replied sullenly: "What time is it?"

"09:30." Gong Jingze said, "Don't worry, I'll call a private doctor over. I'll take some medicine and a bottle in a while, and I'll be fine soon."

"Hmm." Shen Jingnian was like a soft, hot dumpling, with a flushed face, leaning against Gong Jingze's arms, with his eyes closed and motionless.

If he hadn't made a little sound from time to time, Gong Jingze would even feel that he was hugging a simulation doll.

The company's team must bring a doctor with them to work in closed doors. Gong Jingze deliberately brought along a private doctor hired by his family for a long time.

After the private doctor Ji Changfeng arrived, he made a very professional judgment: "The cold and fever caused by the wind and cold are not a serious problem. Let's not hang the bottle for now, just take some medicine."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Gong Jingze said.

Ji Changfeng prescribed the medicine, watched Gong Jingze feed Shen Jingnian, and the two walked outside together.

Ji Changfeng looked at Gong Jingze for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said, "I seldom see you looking like a bewildered man."

Gong Jingze raised his hand and wiped his face, and said, "I've been planted."

"Ha, the little overlord of the Gong family will also have a day of failure. It's not easy." Ji Changfeng held the medicine box with playfulness in his eyes, "I'm looking forward to the next story."

Gong Jingze said with a strange expression, "You don't want to tell my parents, do you?"

"How could I do such an annoying thing?" Ji Changfeng asked in confusion, "I watched silently."

"Let's go, you." Gong Jingze pushed Ji Changfeng out, closed the door, and muttered, "I haven't figured it out yet, how can you watch the show?"

Shen Jingnian took the medicine and lay under the white quilt, only showing a furry head. Gong Jingze felt cute no matter how he sat next to him.

Ten minutes later, Gong Jingze suddenly woke up. He had to find a way to cool down Shen Jingnian, so he ran to the bathroom to get a hot towel and covered Shen Jingnian's forehead.

After repeating it several times, Gong Jingze's hands were hot red, Shen Jingnian obviously felt better, and his face also looked a little better.

Gong Jingze removed the towel, bent down and lowered his head, leaned close to Shen Jingnian's head, and raised his hand to touch his soft cheek.

"Hmm, itchy." Shen Jingnian muttered with his mouth pouted.

"Eat more to recover quickly. I'll buy you some food and come back. Be good." Gong Jingze couldn't help softening his voice, coaxing in a low voice.

"Hmm..." Shen Jingnian responded lazily with his eyes closed like a good baby.

Gong Jingze picked up the room card Shen Jingnian put on the bar and walked out.

There is no fresh hot food in the manor at this time.Gong Jingze simply went to the kitchen of the manor restaurant, and borrowed the ingredients there to make some easy-to-digest brunch for Shen Jingnian.

Half an hour later, Gong Jingze returned to Shen Jingnian's room with his lunch box, and saw Shen Jingnian struggling to stand up alone, but Shen Jingnian was sweating and his legs were so weak that he was about to fall. , Gong Jingze put down the lunch box, and rushed over to catch the crumbling Shen Jingnian.

"Why are you up?" Gong Jingze asked anxiously.

"I need to go to the bathroom." Shen Jingnian was sick, and his voice was limp, and he had no strength.

"I'll help you go." Gong Jingze walked two steps with support, and found that Shen Jingnian's legs were as soft as noodles, so he simply bent down and picked him up horizontally.

"Hey—" Shen Jingnian exclaimed softly.

"By the time you get to the toilet, you'll pee in your pants." Gong Jingze strode into the toilet and helped Shen Jingnian stand up.

"Go out, I'll pee myself." Shen Jingnian stretched out his arms and weakly pushed Gong Jingze's abdominal muscles.

"Are you sure?" Gong Jingze tried to let go, but Shen Jingnian immediately staggered and fell down.

"If you're a girl, I don't care if you can sit and pee, but if you're like this, I don't care about you, you probably have to pee on your face." Gong Jingze said and took a step forward, letting Shen Jingnian lean on his chest, "Don't be shy, I don't look at you."

Shen Jingnian bit his lip, knowing what state he was in now, so he closed his eyes and pulled off his pants cruelly.

Gong Jingze waited for a while, and asked curiously, "Why is there no sound? I need to take a look!"

"Don't, don't look at me." Shen Jingnian was originally so shy that he couldn't pee, but when he heard that Gong Jingze wanted to see it, he became anxious, and instead felt it.

In the quiet bathroom, there were only the sound of hissing and the gasping of the two of them. Shen Jingnian buried his head in his chest in shame, turning into an ostrich.

Now, she could no longer lift her head up in front of Gong Jingze.

It's more shameful than being called brother.