After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 460 Fu Qiran Has a Fever?

Since the last time Ling Wenshi and Ling Chengnian were directly asked to leave in the office, they haven't been looking for Ruan Jiaojiao recently.

Ruan Jiaojiao was quite at ease.

Without those troubles, she can focus more on her game production.

During this period of time, another newcomer entered her team.

After discussion, everyone finally decided to make a web game first.

Web games, as the name suggests, are online multiplayer interactive games in the browser.

This kind of client does not need to be downloaded, and there is no problem of insufficient machine configuration.

The most important thing is that the development cost is not as high as the end game.

For client games, you need to download the client to play the game.

Client games generally have independent large-scale servers, and the cost of production is also huge.

Although "Dragon Teng" is very popular in novels, no one can guarantee 100% that it will be equally popular in games.

In order to reduce costs and losses, Ruan Jiaojiao's team decided to develop a web game first.

Look at the specific situation first, and then make changes.

Things at work are always fast. Ruan Jiaojiao is so addicted to work every day that she even sends messages to Fu Qiran less frequently.

Although the two would go home together every day, even in the car, Ruan Jiaojiao was busy with various game structures.

Fu Qiran could only look at her quietly, trying to tell her with silent eyes that she should take care of him.

Unfortunately, Ruan Jiaojiao did not receive his gaze.

In this way, after a week, Fu Qiran couldn't bear it anymore.

After sitting in the car, Ruan Jiaojiao took a notebook and began to type something.

Fu Qiran pursed his lips and coughed lightly.

Ruan Jiaojiao: Crackling, crackling.

Fu Qiran coughed again, this time, the sound was louder than before.

Ruan Jiaojiao came out of work, and she asked with concern: "Mr. Fu, do you have a cold?"

"Yeah." Fu Qiran leaned back on the chair, his hands resting on his lap weakly.

"I seem to have a fever."

As soon as these words came out, Ruan Jiaojiao really showed a worried expression.

She put the laptop aside and touched his forehead with her small hand.

The temperature is not too high, even a little cold.

"The temperature is not high." Ruan Jiaojiao muttered.

Fu Qiran: ...

"Fever does not necessarily burn the forehead." He explained.

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, leaned closer, and pressed her nose against Fu Qiran's.

Still a little cold.

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was concerned about whether Fu Qiran had a fever, did not realize how ambiguous the action between the two was.

"The nose is not hot either."

Ruan Jiaojiao said something.

Warm breath with a faint milky smell sprayed on Fu Qiran's body.

When Fu Qiran rolled his Adam's apple, he felt a rush of hot air rushing up.

He held Ruan Jiaojiao's little hand.

Ruan Jiaojiao was startled by the warmer palm than usual.

"Your hands are so hot."

She pursed her lips, "I'll call Dr. Xia right now and ask him to come over."

As Ruan Jiaojiao spoke, she wanted to make a phone call.

Fu Qiran stopped her.

"You don't need to call Dr. Xia." He said, "There are cold medicines at home, I'll take some cold medicine and it will be fine."

Ruan Jiaojiao hesitated.

Fu Qiran's physical condition is special, the medicine is [-]% poisonous, who knows if the cold medicine will cause some damage to his body.

"Let's call Dr. Xia over, your body..."

She paused and didn't finish speaking.

(End of this chapter)