Bo Yanqi's words had no effect on Qi Si.
Especially since he was running a fever and his mind was already muddled.
All he could think about was the fact that his brother would not answer his calls.
As for anything else, his brain, tormented by the high fever, could no longer function, let alone think too much.
Seeing Qi Si remain silent, Bo Yanqi assumed he had taken his consolation to heart.
It was not until he heard sniffling beside him that Bo Yanqi realized in shock that Qi Si was actually crying?!
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Bo Yanqi could never have dreamed of such a scene.
"You're crying?"
Qi Si said nothing.
"Just because your brother won't answer your calls?"
Qi Si still said nothing.
Bo Yanqi could not understand this kind of feeling.
After all, he had never been upset enough to cry just because someone did not answer his call.
Usually, if someone dared not answer his call, they would face the consequences themselves.
Faced with Qi Si like this, Bo Yanqi was at a loss for a moment.
Not knowing how to comfort him, he simply gave up on comforting him. He slammed on the accelerator, kept just shy of speeding, and got Qi Si to the hospital as quickly as possible.
He figured Qi Si was acting this way because the fever had fried his brain!
In a situation like this, comfort was useless. Medical intervention was necessary!
On the way over, Bo Yanqi had already called his assistant and explained the situation.
By the time they arrived at the hospital, Zhong Ming had arranged everything in advance.
The only problem was that Qi Si's illness had come on fiercely.
He had been whimpering and crying on the