Chapter 11 Fever

Ren Zhaoyuan stayed in City B for a while, and a heavy snow melted away, leaving only bits and pieces of white left on the roof and in some corners where the sun is not seen all the year round.

Tan Zheng sent a message to Ren Zhaoyuan several times, but Ren Zhaoyuan seemed to be busy, so he seldom responded immediately. One time he sent a message in the middle of the night saying that he had just seen the message.

After that, Tan Zheng stopped sending the words that needed to be replied, and only sent some interesting pictures or short jokes, saying that he saw it and forwarded it casually.

Ren Zhaoyuan replied most of the time, even if he forgot to reply to Tan Zheng occasionally with an expression or a sentence.

Just a little presence.

When he first asked when he would come back, Ren Zhaoyuan said that he was not sure if there was something temporarily, and Tan Zheng didn't ask again. Later, found out from Tan Xuqing's mouth.

"Back in the afternoon?"

"Yeah, but I just went back to the Design Park to get some things and left. It seems that I have something to do."

Tan Zheng immediately got up and went to get the mobile phone, and finally put it down without doing anything: "I'll take it to you tomorrow."

There have been a lot of things in the past few days, and several invested companies have suffered losses to varying degrees one after another. Tan Zheng had a conjecture, but he hadn't verified it yet. He followed the clues while dealing with the problem in front of him. He couldn't take care of leaving early and returning late, so he asked the company's driver to pick up Tan Xuqing.

"I know," Tan Xuqing looked as expected, and searched several books that Clear said and added them to his favorites, "I told Uncle Liu in the afternoon that there is an 80% chance that he will not pick me up tomorrow."

Tan Zheng couldn't help holding the top of her head and shook it back and forth: "You are clever, you are thinking about something all day long in your mind, learning from yours."

"Ah, the hair!"

Tan Zheng smiled, then turned around and glanced at the screen, and said, "You give me a list of books, don't keep reading e-books and hurt your eyes."

"I know, I know," Tan Xuqing swept his hair and turned his eyes, looking at his brother who was addicted to work and couldn't extricate himself, "I have something I want to tell you about Teacher Ren."

Tan Zheng glanced at her and continued to look at the computer without hesitation: "If you have something to say, there is no way to dye your hair."

Tan Xuqing went to the Design Park for two days and then shouted that he wanted to dye his hair. The color changed all the way from blue, green and pink to brown, but Tan Zheng never let him.

"Ah—I won't say it!"

"Well, wash up and go to bed."

Tan Xuqing came out and Tan Zheng was still working, she was so suffocated that Tan Zheng seemed to be nothing.

unfair.

"Mr. Ren came back with a handsome blond and blue-eyed guy! He is especially tall and especially good at white Chinese! He even calls Mr. Ren honey!"

Tan Zheng's hand on the keyboard stopped.

"The facial features are particularly three-dimensional and super invincible! It feels like two meters tall! Teacher Ren estimates that there are 185 people next to him.

Tan Zheng turned to look at her expressionlessly.

"It's useless for you to stare at me! People are taller and more handsome than you!" Tan Xuqing remembered that he had sworn to his classmates a few days ago that he had finished dyeing his hair and started a video, and he was even more angry, so he continued to take revenge on the executioner who cut off the way of dyeing his hair. attack.

"I also heard them discussing that there is a Boss Kang who likes Teacher Ren with a net worth of hundreds of billions! Do you know how many zeros there are in a hundred billion? Money is not money anymore! And that ex-husband!"

"eleven."

"What..." Tan Xuqing was speechless, "Is this the point? Look at the people who like Teacher Ren, the rich and emotional ones..."

"Tan Qing," Tan Zheng sighed, "For the sake of our blood relationship, don't provoke me, okay?"

"I'm analyzing the enemy's situation!"

"Okay," Tan Zheng said indifferently, "Now, immediately, go back to your room to sleep, I'll give you half a minute."

"..!"

The next day Tan Zheng saw the blond foreigner Tan Xuqing said.

After taking Tan Xuqing to the Design Park, he saw Ren Zhaoyuan's car, so he went up with Tan Xuqing. Tan Xuqing turned right and he turned left, wanting to say hello to Ren Zhaoyuan.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't seem to have rested well, there was a thin layer of tiredness between his brows and eyes, and his lips were lighter than usual. When he straightened up and looked up, he looked a little sickly and beautifully. painting.

"You're here," Ren Zhaoyuan didn't put down the pen in his hand, smiling and teasing, "I heard that Mr. Tan was giving people fruit coffee or afternoon tea every day during this period of time. I'm still thinking that I should treat you to a big meal. Just a meal."

Tan Zheng was rude: "Then I'll remember first."

"Okay, I'm not bad."

This was the word that Tan Zheng first said in the previous game, and it gradually became a common joke.

Tan Zheng smiled, reached out and pulled a chair for Ren Zhaoyuan to sit down: "I've been very busy recently?"

"A teacher is ill and needs surgery. Because of the high risk of surgery at an older age, he is afraid of the eventuality. He wants to make the jewelry promised to his wife and put it on the operating table. Time waits for no one."

When asked, Tan Zheng didn't expect to get a complete reason.

There are many sketches scattered on the desktop, and some of the actual drawings based on the design sketches are on several tablets. Ren Zhaoyuan's water glass is not at hand.

Tan Zheng went to pick up the warm water and brought it over: "You should also pay attention to rest, and let me know if there is anything I can help."

What is the disease, nothing is as important as the body, the operation will not necessarily fail, try to persuade the teacher..

A lot of things can be asked and said, but there is no need to ask or say.

Ren Zhaoyuan is not a child without the ability to deal with it. As far as he can think of it, Ren Zhaoyuan must have already done it, and other meaningless questions are just wasting Ren Zhaoyuan's energy and time.

"Okay," Ren Zhaoyuan felt the ironing comfort in Tan Zheng's sincere expression and words, and reached out to take the water cup, his spirit was much more relaxed, "Thank you."

He didn't hold the handle of the cup firmly, and the water cup tilted as the handle of the cup slid in the palm of his hand. Tan Zheng immediately raised his hand to support it. The two of them crossed their hands for a moment. Before Ren Zhaoyuan could react, Tan Zheng raised his hand to cover his forehead .

"Are you having a fever?"

That's when the foreigner came.

With medicine and breakfast in his hand, he went to an empty long table to put it down, and then brought an ear thermometer to Ren Zhaoyuan to measure his temperature.

"He is an American jewelry designer, and his Chinese name is Cheng Xiaolong," Ren Zhaoyuan took the ear thermometer and introduced Tan Zheng, "A friend of mine, Tan Zheng."

"Oh, hello, my name is two martial arts stars from Super Love, and your name is Dan-"

"Tan Zheng."

"Then you must be very..."

Tan Zheng responded casually.

Last night, the thoughts stirred up by Tan Xuqing's call to add fuel to jealousy were completely ignored at the moment. Tan Zheng was not in the mood to care whether he was tall or handsome or not, and he didn't even notice how he addressed Ren Zhaoyuan, only frowning slightly. Watch Ren Zhaoyuan take his temperature.

A few beeps sounded, and Tan Zheng frowned as he looked at the count on the ear thermometer.

Thirty-eight degrees nine.

"It's okay, just take some medicine."

Tan Zheng obviously disagreed with Ren Zhaoyuan's words.

"I'll ask the doctor to come and check the situation. If you need an infusion, you can stick it on your left hand, is that okay?"

Ren Zhaoyuan shook his head: "It's really fine, the infusion activity is inconvenient, and the blood return is more troublesome. If it still burns at night, I will find a doctor."

There was nothing Tan Zheng could do, and Ren Zhaoyuan had to take a tablet and a manuscript even in the past to eat, so it was impossible to make time for other things.

"and many more."

Ren Zhaoyuan's movements stopped, and he looked at Tan Zheng: "Huh?"

"Don't eat these if you have a fever," Tan Zheng put the cup filled with hot water next to Ren Zhaoyuan, and put aside the high-nutrition and high-protein egg custard, fish porridge, sea cucumber, etc., "I'll go buy something suitable for eating Yes, be back soon."

Tan Zheng's expression was not good, it was easy to see, but his tone of voice was still the same as usual, even if it was a rare command, it was a little soft.

He walked fast.

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't have time to think about it, so he skipped Cheng Xiaolong's question about "why not eat it" and let him see his new plan.

After the design exhibition in city B, Ren Zhaoyuan knew about the teacher.

If the teacher just wants a good set of jewelry, it couldn't be easier. The difficulty is that he has his own design ideas, many details have special meaning, and many of them require a long time for craftsmanship.

What's more, the design is not finished yet.

The teacher poured her heart into this set of jewelry and tried to make it perfect. Ren Zhaoyuan needed to use the most time-saving solution to achieve the best effect while satisfying the teacher's idea.

Everyone has their own values ​​and perseverance, Yu Jia is like a feather, Yu Yi wins Mount Tai, no one can stand in his own position to persuade others to give up the only desire.

The only thing Ren Zhaoyuan can do is as soon as possible.

One minute less, one minute earlier surgery.

Tan Zheng really came back very quickly. He opened the food and drink one by one, and also took apart the spoon and chopsticks and placed them on the left and right: "Eat first, you will have energy after eating."

Cheng Xiaolong poked his head around and pouted at these cheap porridge and light rice. Seeing that Ren Zhaoyuan was already eating, he didn't say anything, and looked at Ren Zhaoyuan's plan C.

After eating, Ren Zhaoyuan saw that Tan Zheng was still there, and his face was still not very good. He wanted to say something, but Tan Zheng only said: "You are busy with yourself."

After a while, Tan Zheng brought the disassembled medicine and water with just the right temperature for him to eat, and then removed the antipyretic stickers and put them on his forehead, temples, and left and right carotid arteries.

Ren Zhaoyuan followed suit one by one, and then he was busy. When he wanted to go to the bathroom, he found that Tan Zheng was working on a round table in the corner.

Starting from the late night, finally made a preliminary plan. will take it to the teacher tomorrow to take a look. If this step is ok, the subsequent style modifications will be simple.

Ren Zhaoyuan turned his stiff neck and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Hearing the light sound of the computer closing, Ren Zhaoyuan turned his head, his eyes collided with Tan Zheng who was looking at him not far away.

Cheng Xiaolong left, and the people in the design park had already finished their work, and only the room where they were in the whole building had the main light on.

There was silence, Tan Zheng got up and walked slowly, his heels hit the solid wood floor and made a rhythmic, deep sound, showing echoes that were usually hard to detect in the empty and silent night.

At this moment, time has been extended infinitely, so that Ren Zhaoyuan was inexplicably at a loss in the uncontrollable holding of his breath, and even his voice was so low that it was almost dry.

"you.."

"How are you feeling?"

After a few seconds, he realized that he was asking about the fever. Ren Zhaoyuan subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead, only to find the newly replaced fever-reducing patch.

Tan Zheng took his temperature. It had been a whole day, and he had been using antipyretics and antipyretic patches, but it didn't drop much. According to Ren Zhaoyuan's work intensity today, his body can't stand it at all.

The Design Park has dormitory rooms, which can be used for the night when there is an emergency job or who wants to stay overnight.

Ren Zhaoyuan took Tan Zheng over and suddenly remembered to ask, "Tan Qing is at home by himself?"

"She went to live with Clear."

"Well," Ren Zhaoyuan said as he walked, "Clear is young, but very good. Tan Qing has a relationship with her, and she is leading her most of the time."

The lights in the corridor light up one by one with the sound of walking and talking, and then go out after the two people walk away, and the light always falls on the place where they are.

"The bedding is replaced at one time, you live in this room, I'm on the opposite side."

Only then did Tan Zheng say, "Don't go to sleep yet, the doctor has already left the park, I'll pick it up and come back soon."

Having a fever and being highly focused and busy all day, Ren Zhaoyuan was so tired that he knew in his heart not to sleep yet, but the sleepiness spread as soon as he sat by the bed.

Ren Zhaoyuan thought, close his eyes and rest for a while, just for a while.

The stinging pain in the back of his hand, the slight coolness in his blood vessels, Ren Zhaoyuan was confused, and with some difficulty he opened his eyelashes, but he could only see a vague figure.

"I'm Tan Zheng."

"good night."

The author says:

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