Send Warmth To The Beautiful And Powerful Second Male Lead (Quick Wear)

Chapter 28

Ji Xia lay on his shoulder: "Fu Chen?"

No one knew how Fu Chen felt when he saw Ji Xia standing outside the 40-story balcony. His mind went blank and he was so scared that his heart almost stopped. If the board had broken earlier, , what if Ke Li didn't forget to lock the window, and what if other accidents happened?

Fu Chen lifted him up and sat on the bar in the living room. He placed his hands on both sides of Ji Xia. His voice was hoarse when he said: "Yu Jing, you are going to scare me to death."

Ji Xia lowered her eyelashes . Looking at him: "I'm sorry, I just...want to see you and see how you are doing."

Fu Chen frowned and looked at him, but his heart was beating violently with excitement. He did such a dangerous thing just to take a look at him, and he pointed She was shaking slightly with excitement, almost uncontrollable.

Fu Chen closed his eyes, suppressed all his emotions, and said softly: "Don't do such dangerous things again."

Ji Xia nodded: "Yes."

He looked at Fu Chen carefully and saw that his face was extremely pale. , he raised his hand and put it on Fu Chen's forehead: "Your fever is gone...why are

you so hot?" Ji Xia jumped off the bar and poured water: "Where did Ke Li put the anti-fever medicine? Your fever is so high, do you want to go to the hospital?" An IV drip?"

Fu Chen watched Ji Xia's figure running around, approaching step by step. He knew best what kind of body he was in, so he could only endure it. It wasn't a fever at all, and it was useless no matter what.

Ji Xia just finished pouring the water and turned around, only to find that Fu Chen was blocking him at the corner of the table.

Fu Chen leaned against his neck: "Why do you care about me so much, huh?"

Ji Xia's heart softened at the muffled yes, and he almost blurted out that he liked it.

Ji Xia pursed her lips: "Because I am your fan and I am very worried about you."

Fu Chen said in a low voice: "You like me so much?"

The hidden thoughts were indirectly revealed, and the water glass suddenly fell to the ground, leaving Ji Xia helpless. He said calmly: "Ah... well, I'm your loyal fan, of course..." "

...I like you."

His voice was as light as a gnat, so quiet that Ji Xia couldn't even hear it.

He supported Fu Chen and pushed him back: "Go and rest quickly, I'll call a doctor for you."

The pain and high temperature came over together, and Fu Chen's vision began to become dim again, and he knew it was not a good time to speak. At the right moment, he gently hugged Ji Xia's waist and closed his eyes slightly: "Just call Ke Li, there is no need to call a doctor."

Ji Xia still wanted to take Fu Chen to the hospital for a checkup, but was not sure about his illness. Whether he wanted others to know or not, he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, I'll help you back to bed first."

Fu Chen seemed to have begun to lose consciousness. Ji Xia tried his best to push him onto the bed, and when he covered him with quilt, he had already closed his eyes tightly. Become unconscious.

Ji Xia left the bedroom to call Ke Li. When he entered, he poured a glass of water and placed it on Fu Chen's bedside.

The orange bedside lamp was on. Ji Xia bent down and saw an open sketchbook. The painting style was somewhat familiar, but what was even more familiar was that the person in the book turned out to be himself.