The Alpha Boss’s Thousand-layer Routine

The end of the weekend ushered in a new week. Wen Mi got up early and had a sore throat and had difficulty speaking. He was dizzy and dizzy. If the symptoms are not relieved the next day, he plans to go to the hospital to get water.

After Wen Mi had tossed to the company to make himself a cup of Chuanbei loquat ointment, he collapsed on the chair listlessly and didn't want to move.

The employees arrived one after another, and when they saw Wen Mi, they had to come over to greet him. Wen Mi was not energetic and lay down on the table for a rest meeting before it arrived, so that others could not disturb him.

Unexpectedly, Wen Mi fell asleep on his stomach. When Ling Heshi came to work, he saw the only little Omega who was lying on his stomach with a strand of hair among the countless employees who worked hard.

When he walked to Wen Mi, Ling Heshi's index finger bent on the wooden table and tapped twice.

"Go to work." Ling He put the candy for Wen Mi on the table when he finished speaking.

Little Omega replied vaguely, slowly raising his head, revealing a flushed face.

"Salary deduction again." Ling Heshi hurried to a meeting, teased, and hurriedly left.

Wen Mi was tired and felt a little cold. When he realized that it was Ling He who was talking, the other party only left a back of the elevator.

Looking at the citrus candies on the table, Wen Mi took apart one and contained one, cheering up and working on the computer.

I don't know how long Wen Mi's cell phone rang, it was his dad. Wen Mi had an ominous premonition, but he went to the stairs and made a call.

"How did you talk to your brother yesterday?"

"At the beginning, you were not allowed to move out, but you wanted to move out, and you couldn't take care of yourself. Why did you and your brother get angry?"

Wen Mi endured the pain in his throat facing his father's lesson, and defended.

"He didn't believe me first."

"Then you won't explain it to him? Why did your child get more and more weird after moving out."

"Let's call your brother back and apologize. Dad is busy and hung up."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, the house that was about to be built in Wen Mi's heart collapsed instantly. When people are sick, they are always more vulnerable than usual. Wen Mi feels uncomfortable in his body and heart. He wants to lie down on a cake full of fragrance. Cry a good bit in the house, release your emotions, and you will be able to pass.

In the end, Wen Mi didn't do anything, and slowly walked in the airless stairwell, returning to his work station as if nothing happened.

On the other side, Ling Heshi's meeting was halfway through, and I received a message from my little dad, saying that he would cook braised octopus for the two at noon and asked if he should add chili.

Ling Heshi forwarded the message to Wen Mi, but did not reply.

Listening to the report from the manager at work, Ling Heshi unconsciously pressed the space bar of the notebook with his thumb, and he felt that something was wrong with Wen Mi.

"Ten minutes to rest first." Interrupting the manager's report, Ling Heshi hurried, watching what was urgent, the managers of the departments who were left looked at Assistant Zhou.

Assistant Zhou glanced at the computer screen of Mr. Ling blankly, and repeated what Ling Heshi said.

When Ling He returned to the 18th floor, he walked quickly to the empty station of Wen Mi. The sugar bag opened on the table only had two candies. In the trash can, besides a pile of sugar paper, there was also a package containing throat lozenges. A corner of it.

Ling Heshi remembered seeing Wen Mi who was sneezing in A on Saturday. Little Omega must have had a worse cold.

Wen Mi drank the hot water, and when he took a cup back to his work station, he saw Ling Heshi standing there.

"Mr. Ling, your meeting is over?" There are other employees who are less casual in Wen Mi than in private.

Wen Mi's cheeks were red, her lips were red but dry and dry, and her hydrated and clear eyes were diminished at this time, and her whole body was full of decadence and frustration.

Listening to the hoarse voice again, Ling Heshi's eyes drenched.

"Did you have a fever?" Ling Heshi couldn't help but put his hand directly on Wen Mi's forehead, and the hot palm proved his guess.

"How do you take care of yourself? If you don't go to the hospital, you will be burnt stupid!" Ling Heshi didn't get angry, and his tone became stern.

Pulling away the cup in Wen Mi's hand, Ling Heshi grabbed Omega's hand, turned and walked to the elevator.

Every time when Ling He held Wen Mi's hand, the temperature was not high, but this time the temperature of Little Omega's hand was higher than his own, which shows that he has a severe fever this time.

There were only two of them in the elevator. Ling Heshi was even more angry. He couldn't tell the reason. He only felt that the temperature of the hand he was holding was flowing through the skin and flowing through the blood to the heart, making him blunt and blunt. .

Ling Heshi pulled Wen Mi into the car. There was no movement next to him. As he navigated, he coldly reminded: "Fasten your seat belt."

There was no response, Ling Heshi turned his head to look, his serious expression instantly turned into panic, Wen Mi lowered his head and couldn't see his face, but a small wet spot on his thigh.

Little Omega is crying?

How could someone cry silently, without a twitching shoulder, Ling Heshi stared at Wen Mi in a daze, and after seeing another drop of tears falling, he hurriedly turned around where the candy was hidden and finally found out. A pack of tissues.

"Sorry, I was too fierce." Ling Heshi handed over a few sheets of paper. Wen Mi did not answer, but his shoulders began to tremble slightly.

Although Ling Heshi looks a bit fierce and has a cold attitude towards Omega, he has never caused anyone to cry. There are very few Omegas around him. When he was a child, his Omega brother cried because he wanted to eat and play, so Ling Heshi didn't know how to coax people at all.

"Don't cry, as long as you don't cry for a promotion or raise, you can just mention it, even if you give you this pile of sugar." Seeing Wen Mi finally took the tissue, Ling Heshi gave himself a sigh of relief. make persistent efforts.

"I took the picture for you yesterday. You can also give you that bunch of sugar. You don’t know how difficult it is to buy. You have to order the citrus flavor by yourself. I ordered the bags of sugar on the 1st of last month. All of them are one. It’s been many months before I got so many bags. As long as you don’t cry, I will ask the aunt at home to bring them to you."

Wen Mi wiped his tears and blew his nose. Since his younger brother was born, no one seemed to coax him anymore. When Ling He was so coaxed, Wen Mi suddenly became even more aggrieved, tears overflowing from his eyes.

"I'm not... I didn't take good care of myself..." Wen Mi stammered while crying, "but I'm just sick... Is this to blame me?"

"Don't blame you, don't blame you." Ling Heshi couldn't help but leaned back, and then leaned back in front of Wen Mi, gently patted him on the back, "Blame me, blame me."

"Stop shooting, I'll still cry if you shoot again..."

When Ling He remembered saying that he would not cough when patted, he silently changed it to memorize Wen Mishun.

"Cry, you will feel comfortable after crying."

A faint red mark could be seen on the side of Wen Mi's hand holding the tissue, Ling Heshi touched his hand with distress in his eyes, and then took the little Omega into his arms.

With Wen Mi's twitching when crying, his hair was swept from Ling Heshi's chin from time to time. I don't know if Omega candies too much. When I hugged Linghe together, I can always smell a scent of citrus. , It is exactly the same as the citrus flavor left when Wen Mi was sent back by the rain last time.

When sniffing Ling He, Wen Mi pushed herself.

"What's the matter?" Alpha asked carefully and tenderly, afraid that it would make people cry again.

"My nose is ventilated, and you are blocking my breath." Wen Mi, who had had a stuffy nose all morning, finally blew his nose and blew his nose.

"..." You don't know good or bad.