820. Chapter 820 Remember Her (I)

It's a bit hot!

I have a fever!

"Mr. Qi! You have a fever! Hurry up and lie down on the bed! Hey, come over and help me, lend a hand!"

Yang Sheng waved to the locksmith who was still standing by the door.

After a lot of effort, he finally helped Qi Lei onto the bed, and Yang Sheng began to frantically look for medicine everywhere--

"Mr. Qi, last time Mr. Wang..."

Just when he said this, Yang Sheng suddenly stopped talking, took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Qi Lei lying on the bed. Seeing that he didn't move, he relaxed for a while, hit himself hard on the head, and then continued to look for the medicine box everywhere.

At this time, Qi Lei on the bed was also very sober, but he felt a little weak. After several days of decadence, he felt a little dazed and exhausted. Touching the soft big bed, he slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, staring at the ceiling above with a dull look, motionless.

Yang Sheng searched hurriedly for a while, and finally found the medicine box under the drawer in the living room. He opened the medicine box and found many prepared medicines, stomach medicine, digestive tablets, antipyretic medicine, cold medicine...

All of them were prepared by Wang Qin before. Now this person is gone. Thinking about it, it's like a nightmare!

Yang Sheng stared at the medicine bottle in front of him for a long time, and his eyes couldn't help but appear hazy--

Before, Wang Qin treated him very well, and he Yang Sheng had been with Wang Qin for many years before he was transferred to Qi Lei. Wang Qin was also very kind to him. Now...

He couldn't help but sigh deeply, and then took the antipyretic medicine and poured half a cup of warm water back to Qi Lei's bedroom.

When he walked to the bed, he saw Qi Lei staring at the ceiling with dull eyes. His haggard and pale face was filled with a heartbreaking sadness. Yang Sheng couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. He hurried over and put the cup and medicine bottle in his hand on the bedside table. "Mr. Qi, you have a fever. Get up and take medicine first. Otherwise, what if your body can't stand it? And you haven't eaten for several days..."

'Ding Dong--'

'Ding Dong--'

As soon as Yang Sheng finished speaking, a doorbell rang outside.

Yang Sheng was stunned for a moment, looked at Qi Lei, and then got up to open the door.

When he saw Xi Xiaye and Li Si standing outside the door, Yang Sheng was naturally a little surprised. After hesitating for a while, he finally opened the door.

"Director Xi, Assistant Li, why are you here? Please come in--"

Yang Sheng's face was also a little gloomy. He looked at Xi Xiaye and Li Si, but he still tried to squeeze out a smile and said to them.

Xi Xiaye took a breath, nodded slightly and walked in.

"I heard that Mr. Wang's body will be cremated today. I wonder if the memorial service will be held..."

"Mr. Qi meant to keep everything simple. Mr. Wang is not a person who likes excitement. Originally, he said that the funeral would be held today, but Mr. Qi..."

Yang Sheng said, and couldn't help but sigh deeply again, and lowered his eyes helplessly.

"How is he?"

Xi Xiaye asked lightly, staring at Yang Sheng in front of him.

Li Si, who was beside Xi Xiaye, also had a heavy face. His eyes roughly swept around the whole house. He felt a chill all over his body. Qi Lei's handsome face full of evil smiles flashed through his mind, and thinking about the life he had endured, his heart couldn't help but become slightly depressed.

It's hard to imagine that a playboy like him is actually...

Hearing this, Yang Sheng paused, his eyes showing sadness. He took a deep breath and sighed, "Mr. Qi has locked himself in his room for several days and didn't let anyone in. Today is Mr. Wang's funeral, and I was really worried, so I asked the locksmith to pry the door open. Unexpectedly, Mr. Qi was exhausted and had a fever... Mr. Wang died like that, so he couldn't torture himself like this..."

After saying this, Xi Xiaye's heart suddenly sank, and her throat felt a little sour. She turned her head to look at Li Si beside her. Seeing that Li Si was also looking at her with a gloomy look, she walked up the stairs--

"I'll go up to see him."

...

After a while, the slender figure quickly disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

In just a few days, Qi Lei has become like this...

Xi Xiaye looked at Qi Lei, who was staring at the ceiling with unfocused eyes on the bed, and her eyebrows couldn't help but twisted into a ball--

I always thought that he didn't care about Wang Qin, and he had always been repulsive to Wang Qin as a mother. Unexpectedly, after Wang Qin left, he almost collapsed.

Xi Xiaye didn't know how to comfort him. She was gone, and no matter how sad she was, there was no way to bring her back to life.

"Get up and take the medicine first. Today is President Wang's funeral. No matter what, you need to see her off for the last time." Xi Xiaye said, and bent down to pick up the medicine and water on the bedside cabinet.

But Qi Lei seemed to be deaf and dumb, just staring at the ceiling motionlessly.

"When President Wang passed away, she asked you to take good care of yourself. You have to take care of yourself so that she can rest in peace, Qi Lei." Xi Xiaye lowered his eyes and glanced at the medicine in his hand. His clear voice was slightly hoarse. "The dead are gone. The living have to continue living. You are the only one who suffers if you torture yourself like this. You still have a lot to do."

As Xi Xiaye said this, he also lifted the quilt off Qi Lei's body.

A faint chill came over him, and Qi Lei's dull eyes moved. He turned and slowly looked at Xi Xiaye beside the bed, who also looked haggard and worried. He looked and looked, and his eyes suddenly felt It turned red and burned fiercely. His chest felt like being pierced by ice needles. It was cold and painful, and he could feel a sense of suffocation.

He looked at Xi Xiaye silently for a while, then closed his eyes and blinked with some difficulty.

"Okay, let's get up and take the medicine first, and then eat something."

Xi Xiaye took a breath, reached out to hold his arm, and glanced at Li Si behind him. Li Si quickly walked over and held his other arm, and the two of them helped him up. .

"Assistant Yang, go cook some light rice porridge."

Xi Xiaye poured out the medicine and handed it to Qi Lei while giving instructions.

Yang Sheng was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll go right now! I'll go right now!"

Seeing that Qi Lei was still cooperative, Yang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and rushed downstairs in a hurry while responding.