Suddenly, he felt something falling heavily beside him. Nangong Zhan turned around and saw Ning Xi, whose face was as pale as paper and she was lying on the ground with sweat dripping from her forehead.
He looked at her quietly for three seconds, then suddenly pushed the chair away, squatted down and hugged Ning Xi on the ground in his arms.
"Hey, Du Ningxi... Du Ningxi..."
He called twice but she didn't answer, she just lay there softly in his arms, motionless.
Nangong Zhan suddenly became inexplicably flustered, and hurriedly picked her up and put her on the sofa in front of him. While pinching her, he shouted outside the office, "Here comes someone!"
After a moment, secretary Yang Jian opened the door and walked in, "President!"
"Bring me two bottles of Huoxiang Zhengqi Liquid, quickly!"
In less than three minutes, Yang Jian handed Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid to Nangong Zhan, and then heard the instructions, "Go out and close the door!"
Yang Jian walked out, and Nangong Zhan opened a bottle of righteousness liquid and poured it into Ning Xi's mouth.
"Hey, Du Ningxi, if you want to die, drink it!" He slapped her face without any rudeness and yelled.
If someone hadn't died of heat stroke, he would probably have been beaten to death by her.
"Cough...cough..." Suddenly, Ning Xi woke up from being choked by the liquid. When she jumped up, she uncontrollably vomited on Nangong Zhan's body.
A sour smell came over her, and the man frowned in disgust, but the hand holding her body still maintained that position.
"Azhan!" Ning Xi took a weak breath. Seeing that she accidentally soiled his clothes, she said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
The man looked at her pitiful expression, and inexplicably, the softest place in his heart could not help but be slightly touched at first.
He let her go, stood up and wiped the stolen goods on his body with a tissue.
"Why didn't you tell me if you couldn't hold on anymore?" He turned his back to her and asked coldly.
Ning Xi looked helplessly at his arrogant and upright back and smiled bitterly, "I don't know when I will be unable to hold on any longer."
Just like the time she spent with him, if he kept torturing her endlessly, she really didn't know when she would be unable to support it anymore.
Nangong Zhan looked back at her, walked over, poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "Sit down and rest!"
The moment Ning Xi took the water glass from his hand, she seemed to see something called tenderness in his sinister and dark eyes, but when she looked carefully, it suddenly disappeared.
Nangong Zhan took off his coat stained with foreign matter and returned to his desk to sign and correct documents.
Ning Xi held the cup he handed to her and looked at him working hard. She didn't know whether it was the hot water in the cup that warmed her heart, or the man's kindness that warmed her heart. From this moment on,
, she finally realized that he gave her unprecedented kindness.
After a moment, the phone on Nangong Zhan's desk rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Duan Meilin. He didn't know why? When he saw the three words "Duan Meilin", his eyes couldn't help but look towards the other side.
The little woman took a look and finally refused to answer.
After working for less than ten minutes, he couldn't help but look up at her and even asked involuntarily: "Are you feeling better?"
Ning Xi kept looking at him and forced a smile, "It's almost better. I'll wipe it right away."
After saying that, he put down the cup in his hand, stood up and walked towards the basin of sewage again.
Nangong Zhan looked at her staggering body while walking, and felt an inexplicable feeling of distress in his heart. Finally, he dropped the pen in his hand and walked directly towards her.
Ning Xi hadn't fully recovered her strength yet. As soon as she walked over and didn't squat down, her vision went dark and she fainted again.
This time, she clearly felt that she fell in the softest, warmest, and safest place, so she closed her eyes with relief.
