AWB Chapter 344 Sick
Chapter 344 Sick
Wang Fugui was right; once the price of the ring exceeded two small goals, no one dared to raise the price any further.
Jiang Zhouzhou said softly, "That's really exaggerated."
I attended a jewelry auction today, and it really broadened my horizons.
Seeing her reaction, Wang Fugui was on the verge of tears and said, "Even if it's exaggerated, it's not as exaggerated as the revenue in your live stream."
"But speaking of pink diamonds, the pink diamond necklace that Zhouzhou wore before also had top-quality pink diamonds, no less expensive than the one on the ring, just a little smaller."
Reminded by him, Jiang Zhouzhou touched the area below her collarbone with her fingers.
Even through the soft wool sweater, you can clearly feel the hardness of that tiny diamond.
Because she needed to cooperate with Wang Fugui in filming a video, Jiang Zhouzhou left the auction hall and went with him to the exhibition hall.
At this moment, I received another message from Xiaodian on my WeChat.
[Xiao Dian: I was busy just now, why did you suddenly ask that?]
[Xiao Dian: I didn't mean to ignore you, don't be angry, I'll give you a gift later]
As Zhouzhou watched Xiaodian revert to her usual boisterous self, a faint smile curved her lips, and then she tapped the screen with her fingertip.
[Jiang Zhouzhou: I went to a jewelry exhibition today and saw someone who looked a bit like you]
[Jiang Zhouzhou: Is Little Dian really not in Haishi? Please tell the truth!]
To be honest, she and Xiao Dian have never officially met in person. If it really is him, Jiang Zhouzhou should at least treat him to a good meal.
Sheng Jingyao's gaze remained fixed on the phone screen, his finger lingering there...
Jiang Zhouzhou waited two minutes before receiving his reply.
[Xiao Dian: Oh, really? So, is he more handsome or am I?]
Jiang Zhouzhou chuckled, not expecting his attention to be on this.
A glimpse of the central exhibition hall involuntarily flashed into my mind...
The boy was dressed very casually, in a simple white sweatshirt paired with light blue jeans, and a sporty shoulder bag slung over his shoulder. He looked very clean and refreshing, like a male college student who had come to see an exhibition.
Although his profile is similar to Xiao Dian's, his jawline is thinner, and he looks taller, giving him a more sharp look than Xiao Dian in the photos.
Thinking of someone who is narcissistic and vain, Jiang Zhouzhou typed text on her phone.
[Jiang Zhouzhou: Of course, Little Dian is more handsome!]
[Xiao Dian: Hmm, I knew it]
However, upon seeing her reply, Sheng Jingyao fell into deep self-isolation.
She praised "Little Dian" for being handsome, so she thought he looked better in person than in photos.
She raised her hand and scratched her hair.
I should have known better than to edit the photo to make me look so handsome.
Now look what happened! He failed miserably before they even officially met in person!
When Jiang Zhouzhou went back, she hitched a ride with Chaomu.
The driver in the driver's seat stared at her with considerable surprise.
I glanced at Mr. Chao, who looked calm and collected, through the rearview mirror.
He said he didn't like her, but in just two days, he's already lured her into his car.
That was quick.
Jiang Zhouzhou shifted her position uncomfortably, since there was a small stove next to her, radiating waves of heat that gradually raised her body temperature.
"Brother Chaomu, why don't we go to the hospital first?"
She glanced at the man out of the corner of her eye. Even with a high fever, he maintained a perfect demeanor. Apart from a slightly flushed face, he showed no signs of illness or weakness.
Chao Mu said calmly, "I don't want to go to the hospital."
Jiang Zhouzhou noticed his willfulness: "Why?"
Before Chao Mu could answer, the driver interjected, "Miss, please persuade Mr. Chao! He's actually been sick for several days, but he hasn't had time to go to the hospital because of the exhibition."
Chao Mu pressed his temples: "Too talkative."
The driver secretly raised an eyebrow. What do you mean by being nosy? He was clearly helping the other team.
He can't even pull off a convincing sob story in front of the girl he likes; he deserves to be single.
Jiang Zhouzhou turned her gaze to the driver and said softly, "Driver, let's go straight to the hospital!"
The driver immediately switched to navigation: "Okay!"
Asagami, completely ignored by the two, was speechless.
He glanced furtively at the girl beside him. Although her body remained tense and restrained, her dark eyes held a hint of worry.
My head was spinning, and I wanted to get closer to her.
Jiang Zhouzhou felt a sudden weight on her shoulder, and when she looked down, she saw the man leaning on her shoulder.
Lower your eyes again...
Then I saw the man's open collar.
Her eyes quickly looked away, but her body did not flinch.
Oh well, I guess I'll just have to lean on it!
But men these days are so fickle, there's Zhou Xian, Ye Zi, and Chao Mu...
He looks tall and strong, and his body is in great shape, but he's not as strong and healthy as her.
As Zhouzhou thought to herself, she rubbed her slightly itchy nose.
As Chao Mu closed his eyes, everything around him plunged into boundless darkness. The scorching heat burned his body, causing fine beads of sweat to seep from his forehead. But the next second, it felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with icy cold water surrounding him from all directions.
Suddenly, a warm, soft hand was placed on his forehead.
"Hang in there a little longer, we'll be at the hospital soon."
Her voice was so soft that he craved it.
……
After returning from the hospital, Jiang Zhouzhou was listless and lacked energy.
I touched my forehead; it felt a little hot.
I took out the thermometer again and measured my temperature; it was 37.8°C.
God loves to slap you in the face.
She secretly criticized others for being weak, and soon it was her turn to suffer the consequences.
Feeling heavy-headed, Jiang Zhouzhou asked for leave in the fan group, not wanting to worry everyone, and did not specify the reason for the leave.
After taking cold medicine, Jiang Zhouzhou lay on the bed and drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up the next day, it was already noon.
Her phone kept ringing. She raised her aching, weak arm, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button.
"Hello?" The voice was terribly hoarse.
Yin Yue's heart clenched when he heard her voice: "Are you sick?"