"Cough cough..." The other end of the phone coughed twice before he could speak before asking hoarsely. "What's the matter?"

"There is a project that needs to be implemented as soon as possible. I want to hear your suggestions." An Ning said politely.

"Ahem..." Mo Ang coughed twice again.

"Are you sick?"

"It's okay!" He said the short two words with great effort.

"You seem to be very sick!"

"It's okay."

"Where is your home? I'll go see you." As a special assistant in a company, it's normal to visit a shareholder, not to mention that she is a shareholder of this company, and she is always working for her family.

"Then I'll trouble you. I live in No. 03, 21st Floor, Building 5, Building 5."

When An Ning heard the name of this community, he lived here as well as his mother's house.

"I'll send you a seat," he said.

"No, I know where it is! Do you have medicine at home? If not, I'll buy it."

"No!"

An Ning had already walked into the elevator with the document and pressed the negative button. "Then what are your symptoms now?"

"Symptoms..." He hesitated, sounding lazy.

"Dirty, nasal congestion, runny nose, sore throat, what else?" An Ning asked in detail.

"There are all these, and the throat hurts."

"Then you have a viral cold, I will buy medicine when I wait. You need to drink more water." An Ning made a judgment.

"Um!"

The elevator door opened, An Ning walked out quickly and got into the car.

...

In fifteen minutes, An Ning came to No. 3, 21st Floor, Building 5, panting.

This house is made of every elevator and a household, with a very large area, and the corridors are all decorated very beautifully.

An Ning rang the doorbell.

‘Dingdong…Dingdong…’

Soon, the door opened.

Mo Ang, whose hair was messy and his face was dark and red, was obviously inactive, appeared in front of An Ning. "Sorry, I haven't washed my face yet!"

He turned his body sideways and let An Ning come in.

An Ning looked at Mo An, who was obviously uncomfortable, and walked into his house. "I bought the medicine, I'll pour you water, you can lie down in the room."

Mo Ang sat in the sofa and leaned his head against the chair.

An Ning found the kitchen, poured a cup of pure water, unpacked the packaging and took out the medicine for him. "Take it quickly."

Mo Ang glanced at her.

"What? Are you worried that I will poison you?" An Ning asked.

"No!" Mo Ang took the medicine and took it, put down the water cup and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After saying that, An Ning handed him a thermometer. "Put it under his armpit."

Mo Ang looked at this thing. "I don't need it, I know it's a fever."

"That also requires you to have a degree of temperature. If your body temperature is too high, you need to go to the hospital." An Ning emphasized.

"I don't like to move!" he said weakly.

An Ning pulled up his arm and placed the thermometer under his armpit.

Mo Ang frowned and could only hold it in.

"How do you know where my home is?" Mo Ang asked.

"My mother also happens to live in this community, but she does not live in the King of Buildings, she lives in Building 8!" An Ning replied.

Mo Ang looked at her silently. "You seem to care about me!"

An Ning's face turned red and she said in a disheartened manner. "You are a shareholder of Fangda, and it is worth it that I should care about you."

Mo Ang asked dissatisfiedly. "It's really just because I'm a shareholder of Fangda?"
Chapter completed!