Chapter 89 Severely Ill Wang Yanmei

It was only two days since he left. Although many things happened in the shelter during these two days, his secretaries did a good job. For some things that the chairman could not make the decision, the secretaries made their own decisions. Although some places were too conservative, it was understandable. After all, in the eyes of the secretaries, the stability of the shelter was the first priority.

"That's it..."

Putting down the documents in his hand, Li Meng stood up and left the office.

It was late. At this time, the people who should leave had already left, which made the corridor on the second floor quiet.

Under the light of the fire, there were only imperial spears standing guard.

Following the stairs, all the way up, Li Meng came to the third floor...

As soon as he left the stairs, Li Meng saw Sister You coming out of the kitchen.

Sister You also saw him, her expression was slightly stunned, and then she smiled slightly and said, "It will take a while, go change clothes, I have found the clothes and put them on the bed."

Without saying much, Li Meng went straight to the bedroom.

With the Black Armor Guard, this body doesn't need to go out. It will stay in the Governor's Mansion for a long time.

The armor on his body is still very heavy. Although it is closed enough to keep warm, it is not comfortable to wear.

"Where is Yan'er?"

When passing by Sister You, Li Meng looked into the kitchen and didn't see Yan'er.

Not in the hall, not in the kitchen, where did Yan'er go?

Looking at a door not far away, You Lan said: "In her room."

Continuing forward, Li Meng pushed the bedroom door and walked in.

On the bed, under the light of the basin fire, Li Meng saw a pile of clothes.

Although the Governor's Mansion is much warmer than outside, the environment is still relatively cold. Sister You also considered this and prepared a black coat, a very thick one.

Standing by the bed, Li Meng took off his armor and put on a black coat.

As the black coat was put on, Li Meng felt a lot lighter. Although it was not as warm as armor, it was still suitable for the Governor's Mansion. Although he could feel a little cold, it was within an acceptable range.

When Li Meng left the bedroom wearing the coat, he happened to see Yan'er in the corridor outside the door.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened, which scared Li Yan. When she saw Li Meng coming out of the room, her eyes lit up, she smiled sweetly, and said in a delicate voice: "Brother..."

With a slight smile, Li Meng came to Yan'er, rubbed her little head, and said: "Let's go, let's eat..."

At this time, Sister You had prepared dinner, and Li Meng could hear Sister You calling Yan'er to eat just now.

In the hall, the family of three sat at the dining table and shared a delicious dinner.

Steamed buns, potatoes, soybean soup, and a plate of rotten meat, black, I don't know if it is pork or beef, or mutton.

Although they were not very fresh and tasted rotten, at this time, the food was edible and could be eaten without being particular.

You Lan, who was eating, seemed to have thought of something. She raised her head slightly and looked at Li Meng opposite her, saying, "Go and see Wang Yanmei. She caught a cold the day after you left. Her head was very hot and she always felt cold. She must have caught a cold. This is not a minor illness. What if..."

At this point, You Lan looked worried and seemed to be worried.

Hearing this, Li Meng frowned slightly.

Wang Yanmei is sick?

He was in Qian Yuting's office just now. Why didn't Qian Yuting tell him?

"I'm full..."

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Li Meng stood up and left in a hurry.

Looking at Xiao Meng's back as he left, You Lan was silent and absent-minded.

He hurriedly left the third floor. In the corridor on the second floor, Li Meng walked quickly, with a solemn expression on his face.

A cold is not a minor illness. If you have a fever and catch a cold, it will be fatal.

The medical conditions in the Qing'an Shelter are zero. Although there are medicines in the ruins and pharmacies can be seen everywhere, sixty years have passed, and even the best medicine has become poison.

Li Meng stopped in front of a door. The room behind the door is Wang Yanmei's bedroom.

A trace of hesitation flashed across his face, and Li Meng was a little entangled in his heart.

Should he go in?

Although Wang Yuanmei is his secretary and she is not young, this is her bedroom after all.

Although there are no outsiders here, he is a man, and it is always inconvenient to enter a woman's room.

"Huh..."

After taking a deep breath, Li Meng made up his mind, pushed the door open, and walked in.

As soon as he entered the room, Li Meng felt a wave of heat rushing towards him, and his whole body was wrapped in warmth.

In the warmth, there were bursts of coldness, which made Li Meng shiver.

Looking into the room, the most eye-catching thing is the fire pots one after another, which are placed in various places in the room, no less than ten.

The astonishing number of fire pots dispels the cold very well, making the room amazingly hot.

But with more fire pots, the risk of poisoning is also greater. In order to avoid coal poisoning, the windows have to be opened, which is the culprit for the hot and cold in the room.

Seeing this scene, Li Meng rolled his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

In such a hot and cold environment, for the sick, it will only make the condition worse.

Looking at the bed, under the quilts, you can't see the person inside, you can only see a strand of black hair.

He walked lightly to the bedside, sat down beside Li Meng's bed, and looked down at Wang Yanmei's beautiful and pale face.

She seemed to be in pain, with her eyes tightly closed, and drops of cold sweat overflowed from her forehead.

At this moment, Wang Yanmei seemed to have noticed someone beside the bed, and she opened her eyes.

"Master... Master?"

The confusion in her eyes flashed, and Wang Yanmei was a little confused looking at the adult sitting beside the bed.

Is this a dream?

Li Meng stretched out his right hand and put it on Wang Yanmei's forehead.

It's so hot...

Li Meng took back his hand and said helplessly: "You got sick as soon as you moved into the Governor's Mansion. Why? Is there not enough coal or the quilt is not thick enough? You are my secretary. Why don't you arrange your own residence well? If it's cold, add more fire and quilts. Look at you, you got sick as soon as you came. If others know, they will say how I treat you badly."

Wang Yanmei forced a smile to the Governor's words and said weakly: "I'm sorry, it's not your fault, I'm too careless."

Looking back at the room, Li Meng said: "This won't work. You have to sweat a lot, otherwise..."

Otherwise what, Wang Yanmei knew very well in her heart that she was very uncomfortable now, dizzy, weak all over, very cold, very cold...

Shivering, Wang Yanmei said weakly: "Sir, I'm cold..."

Looking down at Wang Yanmei who looked pitiful, Li Meng's expression changed for a while.

Li Meng stood up, extinguished the multiple fires in the room, and closed the windows.

Returning to the bed, Li Meng took off his coat and his clothes one by one.