Chapter 1979: Young Master Outside Fan Has Fever

Chapter 1979
The man came to the living room and saw that he was sleeping peacefully with his eyebrows flat. He was slightly surprised. As his personal doctor, he knew that he was suffering from sleep dysfunction, even if he took sleeping pills.
"Aunt Lan, go and make some vegetable porridge." He put the box down, opened it, and took out the hanging water and needles from it.
Aunt Lan nodded and went into the kitchen.
Quan Jing opened his eyes when he heard the voice, glanced around, did not see her figure, his face became a little cold, and his expression softened a little when he lowered his eyes to see the light gray blanket on him, and he held up with one hand. Body, leaning on the sofa.
"I'm fine, let's go back." He said in a cold tone.
The man was about to speak, but a female voice rang behind him, interrupting.
"Fever is 39 degrees 8. The temperature has not dropped." Ren Aixi thought that the doctor was coming, so she went upstairs, and just turned around, she heard someone's indifferent voice sounding, thinking of the temperature of his body, she couldn't help it. I opened my mouth and walked over.
Seeing her approaching, Quan Jing's expression relaxed a little, and he coughed a few times.
The man looked at the woman standing behind the sofa in surprise, then looked at the young master on the sofa, and probably guessed the relationship, and nodded to her as a greeting.
"Master, your body can't go down without a hot water." After speaking, he looked at Ren Aixi.
"Excuse me, can you help me help the young master back to the bedroom, it's not very convenient here."
Ren Aixi nodded, walked around the sofa and came to him, bent over and put his arm on her shoulder. At close range, she could see that he coughed, causing the veins on his neck to violently.
It's all like this, it's okay.
"It won't be uncomfortable after hanging up the water, can you stand up?" she asked.
Hearing her soft voice, Quan Jing felt that the headache was slightly reduced. He raised his head to meet her, and faintly responded, put on slippers and stood up, leaning against her, but controlling the weight.
The three went upstairs one after another.
Dr. He hung up the needle, packed his things, put a bottle of anti-fever medicine on the bedside cupboard, and exhorted: "Even if he hangs water every time he has a fever, it will repeat in the middle of the night. The bottle of medicine is one at a time. , Three times a day, trouble you to stare at night, my hospital has to leave beforehand."
After speaking, a weak person on the bed gave a look and left the bedroom with the medicine box.
"I'll send you." Ren Aixi was about to go out, but his wrists were warm with fingers.
"Aunt Lan will send it, I want to drink water." Quan Jing said.
Ren Aixi nodded when he turned around and went downstairs to pour two glasses of water. Before hearing him say bitterness, he put some honey in the other cup, brought it up, and helped him to drink.
She put down the cup and sat down on the edge of the bed to help him pull the quilt.
"You will sleep, I will stare." She said.
Quan Jing looked at her with his eyes and said, "Sleep with me." After speaking, he pulled the quilt away with his other hand and patted the position beside him.
Ren Aixi was speechless, and the corners of her lips twitched. Because of his illness, she said with a good temper: "I'm staring at the side, you sleep by yourself."
"No, come up, don't let me do it." He said coldly, his breath was a bit uneven, and he coughed a few times.
She glared at him, got up and was about to leave, who knew that he violently pulled her back to the bed, her body just pressed against his injection hand, the blood quickly returned, and she quickly propped up her body in shock.
"Can't I accompany him, madman." As he said, he moved his hand aside carefully, until the blood in the tube returned, and then the slippers lay on the other side of him.
This girl is sick and there are so many things.
I really want to slap him.
Quan Jing satisfactorily glanced at the angrily little guy next to her, her arm was restrained by her waist, and her chin was rubbed against the top of her hair. He smelled the faint fragrance of her body and closed his eyes.
Ren Aixi nestled in his arms, rolled his eyes, feeling the beating of his chest and breathing, his eyes made the boss stare at the hanging water above.
Downstairs, Aunt Lan made porridge in the kitchen and started washing vegetables and cooking.
After an hour passed, Ren Aixi squinted and yawned, staring at the dangshui for fear of awakening someone. She had been keeping this movement since just now, and her arm was almost numb.
"Boom boom boom..." A knock on the door sounded.
Ren Aixi looked up and found that he had closed his eyes and was not awakened, so he raised his arm and moved to the side of the bed until he got out of his arms, then got up and got out of the bed to cover him with a quilt and went to open the door.
As she moved, Quan Jing opened his eyes and watched her slowly walk to the door.
"Master hasn't woken up yet?" Aunt Lan asked while standing at the door holding the porridge.
"Well, I'm still sleeping, Aunt Lan, give it to me, you go to eat." She reached out and took it, said a few words, saw Aunt Lan leave, closed the door and put the porridge on the table.
Turning around, he saw him leaning on the bed and pulling out the needle from the back of his hand, and threw it aside, with blood dripping on the back of his hand.
Ren Aixi's face was slightly cold, and he hurriedly walked over to take the medical cotton swab placed on the bedside table and pressed it on the back of his hand. After a while, seeing that the blood was not flowing, he removed the syringe and threw it into the trash can.
"Aunt Lan made porridge, you can drink some." She sat on the bedside with the porridge to him.
Quan Jing did not answer.
"Lack of strength." The voice was weak.
Ren Aixi took a meal with the bowl in his hand, sighed secretly, picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge, and fed him.
A bowl of porridge, all fed into his mouth, watching him obediently drinking porridge, like a cat, especially the kitten who just finished smoothly, exuding a soft breath, plus a sickly handsome face , People can't help but want to feel more pampered.
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After feeding the porridge, she took a thermometer and asked him to measure the temperature, and then she was relieved to lower it to "37 degrees 9". She cleaned up the bowls and went downstairs. Seeing the spicy shrimp and fish on the restaurant, her already hungry stomach became even more hungry. Up.
Putting the bowl aside, picking up the chopsticks and pulling a bite of rice, another bite of vegetables was put into his mouth, the cheeks were round.
After a meal, the night darkened. Ren Aixi helped Aunt Lan clean up the kitchen and went to the villa to eliminate the food. Then he went upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and saw Quan Jing coming out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe. Water is still dripping on the hair.
She took a bath after the fever had gone down for a while. She really didn't take her body seriously. Then she was worried about wool.
Ren Aixi's expression faintly moved his eyes, took the pajamas from the closet, went into the bathroom, and then came out. The light in the room was much dim and the bed was bulging. Thinking he was asleep, he took the hair dryer out of the bedroom and was in the guest room. Blow dry, then come back.
Came to the bed lightly, bent over and put his hand on his forehead. The temperature was not too hot. The two cups at the head of the bed were empty, in case he was thirsty at night, so he quietly left the bedroom.
The moment the door closed, Quan Jing opened his narrow eyes, his lips curled in a perfect arc.
One night later, Ren Aixi went to school with panda eyes.