When Zhao Youlin saw Xia Zhetao’s sluggish face, she understood. She sighed and coughed, trying to regain someone’s attention that had wandered.
“Ah…” Xia Zhetao seemd to awaken from a dream when he heard Zhao Youlin’s cough. He smiled and greeted the two, “Ms. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, welcome.”
“You are…” Duan Yarong looked at Xia Zhetao, who suddenly appeared in front of her and Zhao Youlin to stop them, and glanced at Zhao Youlin inquiringly.
Zhao Youlin smiled awkwardly and said truthfully, “He is President Mu’s assistant and secretary. Xia Zhetao, Secretary Xia.”
“Oh, you’re President Mu’s secretary.” When Duan Yarong heard that the person in front of her was Mu Tingfeng’s subordinate, she instantly had a long face.
The atmosphere between them suddenly became a little awkward.
The corners of Xia Zhetao’s mouth were almost stiff, so he could only straighten his neck toward Zhao Youlin beside him to ask for help. ‘Sob, the mother of the former Mrs. President is indeed here with bad intentions. She had such an expression when she sees me. If she sees the president later, it will be even… Former Mrs. President, quickly save me!’
Soon, Zhao Youlin received Xia Zhetao’s gaze asking for help. She also knew that her mother hated Xia Zhetao because of Mu Tingfeng, so the person in front was just an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire. She saved him by interrupting, “Secretary Xia, where is President Mu?”
The eyes of Xia Zhetao brightened up when he saw that someone finally broke the silence. “The president is still asleep.”
“It’s already so late, but he is still sleeping. It seems like President Mu is usually too tired. It’s rare to have this opportunity to be lazy blatantly.” As soon as Xia Zhetao finished speaking, Duan Yarong could not help but cut in.
Zhao Youlin looked at her mother, who was completely unlike her usual self, and she did not know whether she should cry or laugh. Mu Tingfeng seemed to have inspired the other side of her mother that was not known to others. She really did not know whether she should be grateful to him or mourn for him.
Xia Zhetao choked. He, who was alert, quickly noticed that he had caused trouble. With the thought that the disaster could be rescued, he quickly explained, “I-It’s not like this. The president is very rigorous. He is still sleeping because he suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night. He had a disturbed night.
“Tingfeng had a fever last night?” Zhao Youlin frowned, but she was relieved on second thought.
A gunshot wound was not a minor injury, and it hurt a lot. It could even penetrate copper and iron walls, let alone a human with flesh and blood.
As a diligent chief secretary and assistant, how could he easily let go of the opportunity to gain sympathy for his president in front of the former Mrs. President?
Xia Zhetao immediately said with a serious face, “Yes, the fever was so severe that it had alarmed the several specialists in the hospital. It was brought under control after a busy night, and the president slept when the sun rose. Now, he is still slightly feverish. Ms. Zhao, when you go in, remember to let the president take an antipyretic.”
Zhao Youlin nodded and replied, “Okay, I get it.”
“Since you’re here, I’ll return to the company first, Ms. Zhao. The president is not in the company, so there are many things to be dealt with.”
Zhao Youlin glanced at Xia Zhetao’s slightly embarrassed appearance and sighed. “Okay, you may leave now. I’ll take care of him.”
Xia Zhetao seemed to be relieved of stress. He bowed to Zhao Youlin and Duan Yarong. Then, he left in a hurry.
Regarding Xia Zhetao’s departure, Zhao Youlin and Duan Yarong did not care much. They pushed open the ward’s door that was half-open.
What they did not know was that Xia Zhetao had gone to a corner that they could not see and hid.
After carefully soothing his frightened heart, the loyal Xia Zhetao thought that he could not ignore his president, who was in trouble, as Mu Tingfeng’s trustable subordinate. He must ask for help!
But the candidates for this rescuer… Xia Zhetao thought about it and felt that no one except the mother of his boss could handle this difficult task, so he decisively took his phone out and told her about it.
Xia Zhetao was busy looking for someone to lead Duan Yarong away. On the other hand, Mu Tingfeng was also worried unlike usual.
He, who was a light sleeper, actually woke up the moment Zhao Youlin and her mother appeared. But when he heard Xia Zhetao greet Mrs. Zhao, his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously closed his eyes and began to pretend to be asleep.
President Mu, who was accustomed to being cool and domineering, would not admit that this was a subconscious escape behavior he did out of nervousness when he thought of facing his mother-in-law.
So, what Zhao Youlin and her mother saw when they entered the ward was such a scene.
In the clean, tidy, and spacious single VIP ward, a man was wearing light blue patient clothes that did not match his handsome face. He was lying on the snow-white hospital bed.
The expression of the man in his sleep was calm. It had a bit more peacefulness that he would not have in his usual and indifference and sternness that put distance between him and other people.
After being used to Mu Tingfeng’s meticulous appearance, this was the first time Zhao Youlin saw such a different side of him. It made her heart flutter. She put the things she brought on the table beside the hospital bed. Then, she pulled Duan Yarong to sit at the side in silence.
Although Duan Yarong had seen Mu Tingfeng several times before, it was the first time she had observed him at such a close distance.
The man on the bed could not be said as extremely stunning, but the man’s sharp features, golden ratio body that was hidden underneath his clothes, the natural aura of a superior that he had, and the family background that ordinary people could only look up to…
Duan Yarong had to admit that this man did have the requirements to make people crazy about him. No wonder her daughter would have liked him back then. Unfortunately…
As Mu Tingfeng pretended to be asleep shamelessly, the atmosphere in the ward was temporarily stagnant.
Zhao Youlin looked at Mu Tingfeng’s profile for a while. Suddenly, she remembered Xia Zhetao’s urging. She got up and glanced at the table next to the hospital bed as she was looking for a thermometer to measure his temperature.
Unfortunately, she could not find the thermometer after searching for a long time, so she had to extend her hand and touch Mu Tingfeng’s forehead.
She felt unsure after touching it, so she subconsciously lowered her head and measured Mu Tingfeng’s body temperature using her forehead.
Whenever Joy had a cold, Zhao Youlin often tested whether he was still having a fever in this way, so she did such an action naturally.
However, she did not know what her action looked like to other people, and how shocked and surprised the person on the hospital bed was.
“Youlin, what are you doing?”
Duan Yarong’s exclamation came from behind, and Zhao Youlin was shocked. Only then was she surprisingly realized that the person her forehead was touching now was not Joy, but…
