After work, Ann looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
She washed her hands with hand soap repeatedly, and then she smelt them. Suddenly she felt dizzy and her nose was a little stuffy.
Changing her clothes and walking to the corridor of the company, she still felt a little dizzy when she passed through the hall.
Suddenly, a big and cold hand touched her forehead.
Before Ann figured out what was happening, she was hugged by someone. Then there came a man's voice, which was low and cold.
"You've got a fever!"
Ann was stunned. When she saw Phillip's cold expression, she subconsciously struggled free and kept herself apart from him.
She lowered her head and said politely, "Mr. Phillip."
"You're sick. I'll take you to the hospital."
"No need. I'll just go
