I had a fever of forty degrees Celsius and was so sick that I needed to be hospitalized.

Jiang Xiyuan immediately put aside the cooperation he was about to discuss for going abroad.

Everyone says he loves me to death.

In his eyes, I am more important than anything else. He easily let go of a business deal worth billions.

The nurse looked at Jiang Xiyuan, who was feeding me porridge, with envy on her face.

"Mrs. Jiang, I envy you for marrying Mr. Jiang."

I smiled and didn't confirm or deny it. After eating a few spoonfuls of porridge, I told him I was tired and needed to rest.

He immediately put down the bowl, helped me lie down, tucked me in, lovingly touched my head, and then said he would go out for a smoke and asked me to rest, telling me to call him if I felt uncomfortable.

I watched his back and smiled sarcastically.

He wasn't avoiding business negotiations for my sake.

The assistant girl who was always by his side didn't show up today.

I asked Zhang, the secretary, and found out that the girl accidentally got drunk last night and injured her hand from a fall.

Interestingly enough, she is also staying in this hospital.

It's a private hospital that only the rich and influential can enter, yet she, who earns a monthly salary of five thousand, can stay here.

Isn't it all thanks to Jiang Xiyuan?

He was so eager to leave, probably wanting to see her. When he was feeding me just now, his personal phone rang several times. He hung up, saying it was a telemarketing call.

Unfortunately, I have a good memory and remember that number. It's the phone number of the assistant he hired six months ago.