章 569: 566

At the hotel entrance.

As Xiao Yi got out of the car, he felt dizzy, a sensation vastly different from his usual drunkenness.

After only a few steps, he started sweating profusely from his forehead, feeling an unbearable heat throughout his body, especially from his waist down, a heat that seemed ready to burst.

Feige saw him staggering slightly and came forward to support him, his face full of concern, "How many drinks did you have? How can you be this drunk?"

Feige had been waiting downstairs for Xiao Yi, who hadn't been gone long; logic dictated that he couldn't have had that many drinks in such a short time.

"I'm fine..."

Feige touched Xiao Yi's forehead and was startled by the burning heat, "F*ck, you're not running a fever, are you?"

"No, just leave me alone."

"I'll go buy you some medicine; you go on up in the elevator."

After the elevator doors closed, Feige immediately ran back to the car and drove off to buy medicine for Xiao Yi.