"Hyoyeon, keep your voice down and don't wake up others. Did the company find out that I'm not in the dormitory tonight?" Zheng Xiuyan just wants to know about it now. No, I asked your sister to pretend to be you. She told the sister who came to the company to check that you were a little uncomfortable and fell asleep. She left without looking much. Hearing this sentence, Zheng Xiuyan breathed a long sigh of relief. Xu Yunming and Jin Chengzhong looked at each other and smiled. Unconsciously, they were a little nervous when Zheng Xiuyan called. "Thank you, Hyoyeon," said Zheng Xiuyan. "I'll be back early tomorrow morning." "Where have you been? Meiying and I can't find you anywhere. You don't have your phone. We're worried to death." Although the voice of the girl named Xiaoyuan on the phone was not loud, she could hear that she was very anxious. Don't worry, I'm very.. Um. It's a safe place. I'll be back in the morning. Thank you very much. Zheng Xiuyan seems to want to describe where she is now, but she doesn't know what word to use to modify it. The word "safety" seems to be reasonable. Come back quickly. It's all right. Don't be like this next time. It scares us to death. "All right, go back to sleep. I'll hang up first." Then she hung up without listening to the answer on the other end of the phone. Zheng Xiuyan suddenly stood up from the sofa and bowed to Xu Yunming and Jin Chengzhong, one after another, but kept crying and saying thank you. Xu Yunming could not bear to look at it: "Well, don't thank me any more. What you need now is a good rest. Let's talk about it in the morning." Zheng Xiuyan kept saying thank you. Xu Yunming pushed her onto the sofa: "Miss Zheng Xiuyan, now I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. You can have a rest here and drink something. You can go to my room to sleep. I'll sleep in his room with my agent. Do you understand?" Xu Yunming looked at Zheng Xiuyan word by word. Seeing Zheng Xiuyan nodding, he stood up helplessly and shrugged his shoulders at Jin Chengzhong, expressing his helplessness. Brother Cheng Zhong, is there a notice to run in the afternoon? Jin Chengzhong said, "Yes, you only have a trip to the music center tomorrow. Don't worry too much. I won't stay here. My wife just sent me a message that my son has a fever. I want to go back to see him." "What?" Asked Xu Yunming in surprise? Xiaotian has a fever. Then go back quickly. It's really troublesome for you today. Jin Chengzhong also learned Xu Yunming's shrugging action: "It's all right, just a little cold, but I still want to go back and have a look, you take care of yourself, and.." Then Jin Chengzhong did not say, do not look at Zheng Xiuyan sitting on the sofa. Xu Yunming understood what Jin Chengzhong meant: "Don't worry, Brother Chengzhong, I will call Fat Sister to come over later." Jin Chengzhong nodded with satisfaction: "To be your agent is actually quite worry-free, hehe, rest early, I have to go." Xu Yunming saw off Jin Chengzhong, then picked up the phone next to Zheng Xiuyan and called Han Xiangmei. The girl still wanted the girl to solve it. But coincidentally, Han Xiangmei's mobile phone was turned off. As Xu Yunming's personal assistant, her mobile phone was usually not turned off, but it was so coincidental that she couldn't get through to Han Xiangmei's phone at this time. Looking at Zheng Xiuyan curled up with a pillow on the sofa, Xu Yunming did not know what to do, forget it, temperature scanning kiosks , go to take a bath first. Although it is already winter, artists must keep their bodies clean and tidy every day, otherwise if there is any odor, it will have a great impact on fans or colleagues. After getting dressed in the bathroom, Xu Yunming came out, because there was a woman in the room, and he could not run around the room in his underwear as usual. Wiping his hair with a dry towel, Xu Yunming found Zheng Xiuyan lying on the sofa. Miss Zheng Xiuyan, Miss Zheng Xiuyan? Xu Yunming called a few times, but did not respond, it seems that he fell asleep. No way, Xu Yunming tried to carry her to his bed, if he fell asleep on the sofa, he would catch cold. Not to mention, this girl named Zheng Xiuyan should be very slim, looks 1.6 meters tall, but not much weight, gently put her on his bed, help her cover the quilt, Xu Yunming stretched, the clock on the clock has pointed to 3, he can not carry some. After tidying up, I went to Jin Chengzhong's room to sleep. The next day, Xu Yunming's alarm clock rang at 8 o'clock on time. Although the music center's trip was in the afternoon, he still had a lot of things to do. It was necessary to get up early and prepare. After washing up, he looked at his room and found that Zheng Xiuyan was still lying on the bed. It seemed that she should be called up. The trainees of the Korean brokerage company had to arrive before 8:30. Xu Yunming went to the bedside and called a few times, but there was no response. Then he pushed across the quilt, but there was still no response. He felt a little strange. When he lifted the quilt, he saw Zheng Xiuyan open her eyes and then close them again. Miss Zheng Xiuyan, it's already eight o'clock. You should go back to the company. Xu Yunming pushed her shoulder. Hmm? Zheng Xiuyan opened her eyes in a daze, only to see a blurred figure and a voice that seemed to wake her up. She tried to sit up, but she felt that her head was about to explode. She was dazed, and then she was unconscious. When she woke up, Zheng Xiuyan found herself surrounded by white, surrounded by white, and the air was filled with the smell of liquid medicine. Common sense told her that this should be a hospital, but how could she be in the hospital? She remembered that she ran out after being scolded by the teacher yesterday, and then met a tall and handsome boy, Xu Yunming. By the way, shouldn't she be at Xu Yunming's home? How could she be in the hospital? "Ah, Xiuyan, you're awake. You scared me to death. You've been in a coma for more than a day." Suddenly a scream frightened Zheng Xiuyan. She turned her head. It was her roommate Xiaoyuan. What? I've been sleeping for more than a day. Zheng Xiuyan's brain can't react. hsdtouch.com
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