The pushover offended a top-tier boss

The village is remote, and the ambulance hasn't arrived yet.

Lin Rui had no choice but to drive them to the county hospital.

Zhou Huaijin carried Ye Zhenzhen to the back seat. Her body was still trembling, her teeth were chattering, and she was curled up in a ball.

"Lin Rui, turn the air conditioner up to the highest setting," he said urgently as he closed the door.

Chen Zheng also got into the car and sat in the passenger seat. He was indeed in good physical condition; jumping into icy water in the dead of winter, he was only shivering and otherwise unharmed.

He wrung out his soaking wet clothes, muttering, "Oh my god, I'm freezing, freezing..."

Lin Rui started the car, stepped on the gas, and the black Hongqi skidded on the snow before steadily speeding away.

In the back seat, Ye Zhenzhen was soaked to the bone and so cold that she was barely conscious. Her head was spinning, her ears were ringing, and she felt cold to the bone.

Zhou Huaijin quickly took off his jacket and then raised the partition of the car.

"You're all wet. Take off your wet clothes and put this on."

He handed him the coat and turned his head.

Ye Zhenzhen couldn't care less about anything else; all she wanted right now was to keep warm.

Her hands were shaking so badly she couldn't even unbutton her clothes. It was so cold, she felt like she was going to freeze into an icicle if she didn't change out of her wet clothes soon.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to take off her soaked sweater and wet underwear.

With trembling hands, she wrapped the coat around herself. The moment the mink fur lining touched her skin, she felt a slight surge of energy returning to her body.

A soft, warm touch spread from every inch of skin, like being enveloped in a warm cloud.

She huddled inside her coat, still trembling, but not as badly as before.

She simply didn't have the strength to take off her pants, and there weren't any pants she could wear here.

The car sped through the snow.

She leaned back in her seat with her eyes closed.

The men's clothes were a bit too big for her, covering her completely.

The clothes carried that familiar woody scent, and at this moment, that compelling aroma inexplicably brought her a sense of peace.

We arrived at the hospital quickly.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Zhou Huaijin quickly opened the back door, bent down, and picked her up again.

She was too weak to struggle or speak; she simply buried her face in his chest.

The fur collar of her coat brushed against her cheek, soft and warm.

Chen Zheng called out from behind, "Brother, let me carry you!"

Lin Rui grabbed him: "What are you hugging?"

"I'm strong," Chen Zheng said matter-of-factly. "What would it look like if he, such a high-ranking leader, carried someone in? Hey Lin, you're always so perceptive, why didn't you volunteer for this job?"

Lin Rui glanced at him, his gaze meaningful: "What do you think?"

Chen Zheng paused for a moment, thought about it, and then suddenly realized, "Is my sister-in-law strict? She doesn't allow me to hug other women?"

Lin Rui took a deep breath and patted his shoulder: "Little brother, your head is a bit overpowering."

It took Chen Zheng a while to react.

His facial expressions were quite interesting.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!" He almost jumped up. "Big brother has taken a liking to Ye Zhenzhen?"

He slapped his forehead suddenly: "No wonder he's been targeting me these past few days! Turns out, I was the clown myself!"

Lin Rui looked at him and sighed, "You're only just realizing this?"

Chen Zheng was still in shock when he suddenly remembered something: "Wait, Brother Lin, Ye Zhenzhen has a boyfriend."

Lin Rui was stunned: "What did you say?"

"She has a boyfriend; it's a long-distance relationship, and he's pursuing his doctorate in Beijing."

Chen Zheng scratched his head.

"Brother, this isn't going well. Are you going to become a mistress again?"

"Hey, why did my brother fall for her? She's so dull and timid."

Lin Rui was starting to have doubts about life.

Oh no, why didn't they find out that Teacher Ye had a boyfriend during the investigation?

What should I do if I have my own boss?

-

emergency room.

Zhou Huaijin placed Ye Zhenzhen on the hospital bed and immediately instructed the nurse:

"Find her a hospital gown to change into, and get her several blankets."

The nurse quickly brought a set of blue and white striped hospital gowns and several thick quilts. Zhou Huaijin turned away and waited until they changed Ye Zhenzhen's wet clothes and wrapped her in the quilts before turning back.

She lay on the hospital bed, completely wrapped in a blanket, only her small face showing. The color hadn't returned to her face, her lips were still pale, and she stared blankly at the ceiling, as if trying to confirm that she was still alive.

The doctor came over immediately to examine her, taking her temperature, measuring her blood pressure, performing an electrocardiogram, and drawing blood. When the nurse pricked her hand with the needle, she frowned slightly but didn't cry out in pain.

"There doesn't seem to be any major problem at the moment, but he needs to be observed in the hospital overnight to prevent delayed hypothermia and lung infection," the doctor told Zhou Huaijin.

He nodded.

Ye Zhenzhen lay on the bed, her voice hoarse: "Where is that child?"

"He's in the next ward, out of danger, and his parents are with him," Lin Rui replied.

She breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "Where's Chen Zheng?"

Lin Rui's lips twitched slightly: "Don't worry, Teacher Ye. He's a former special forces soldier and swims in the winter every year. This little bit of cold is nothing to him."

Ye Zhenzhen was finally relieved, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the evening, she developed a high fever.

The thermometer reading jumped to 39.4 degrees Celsius, and his cheeks were flushed red.

The doctor came and examined the patient. He said it was stress-induced high fever caused by the stimulation of ice water. He put the patient on an IV drip, prescribed antipyretics, and advised the patient to drink plenty of water and keep warm.

Zhou Huaijin sat on the chair beside the hospital bed and didn't leave.

Ye Zhenzhen was delirious with fever.

She started talking nonsense.

"So cold...so cold..." She curled up in the blanket, her forehead burning hot.

Zhou Huaijin stood up, pulled the blanket up, and tucked it under her chin. She suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Help me... It's so cold..." Her eyes were closed, and her voice was trembling with sobs.

Zhou Huaijin looked down at the hand gripping his wrist. The fingers were long and slender, the nails smooth and rounded, and the palm was burning hot from the fever, pressed against his slightly cool skin.

At this moment, the belated anger finally surged into my heart.

"You're not capable enough, yet you're trying to save people! You idiot."

"It's so cold, hug me..." The hand gripped him tightly.

He stood by the bed for a few seconds.

He reached out and pulled her, blanket and all, into his arms.

Her forehead was pressed against his chest, burning hot, like a ball of fire. He could feel the heat rising up even through the blankets.

He put one arm around her shoulder and the other hand on her forehead. His fingertips touched her burning skin, and his brows furrowed even more.

"Doctor," he said urgently.

The doctor rushed over, took her temperature, looked at the IV drip, and said, "The medicine won't work that quickly. Observe her for a while longer and give her plenty of water."

Zhou Huaijin picked up his thermos, tested the water temperature, and brought it to her lips.

"Drink water," he said.

Ye Zhenzhen opened her mouth groggily, took two sips, and the water dripped down the corners of her mouth, sliding down her chin and into her collar.

He reached out and wiped away the water stain with his fingertips.

"He can't even drink water properly, he's incredibly stupid."

Two hours later, the IV drip was finished, her body temperature gradually dropped, and she started sweating.

But she was still not clear-headed and started complaining of the heat again.

"It's so hot..." She started kicking the blanket, her legs kicking wildly inside, kicking away all the corners of the blanket that she had tucked in.

"No, cover yourself up properly." Zhou Huaijin pulled the blanket up again.

"It's hot..." she whimpered pitifully.

"You need to cover yourself even if it's hot. You just got a fever, so you can't catch a chill again."

Ye Zhenzhen closed her eyes and suddenly mumbled, "Boss, you scolded me again... Waaah..."

Zhou Huaijin paused for a moment.

"Let me tell you," she rolled over, burying her face in the pillow, her voice muffled, as if she were sulking, "I never intended to seduce you... Who wanted to seduce you..."

Zhou Huaijin looked at her, his lips twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

After fidgeting for a while, she reached her hand out from under the covers and started unbuttoning her hospital gown.

"It's so hot... I'm covered in sweat..."

She untied them one by one.

The soaking wet underwear had already been thrown away.

The empty hospital bag was filled with the promise of spring.

He felt a surge of heat rising straight to the top of his head.

Zhou Huaijin gritted his teeth, reached out, and pressed her hand down.

"Ye Zhenzhen." He called her name, his voice filled with suppressed anger, "Aren't you seducing me?"

"You're being mean again..."

She got angry for some reason.

The next second, Zhou Huaijin felt a sudden warmth on his lips.

"Such a stubborn mouth."

"It feels so soft when you kiss it..."

After letting go of him, she smiled foolishly.

"Meng Chen, you've arrived..."

Zhou Huaijin stood by the bed, looking at her smiling face, his expression gradually turning cold.

He cupped the back of his head with his large hand and kissed him fiercely.

Ye Zhenzhen was already confused, and for a moment she even had trouble breathing.

But this person was both fierce and impatient, and had one hand tightly gripping his waist.

Move up along the waistline.

She felt her head was extremely dizzy and felt that Mengmen was particularly fierce at this moment.

She frowned again, as if trying to make out something:

"Wait... how come you're Zhou Huaijin...?"