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Zhuang Nainai was worried that Si Zhengting was unconvinced by her lie and hurriedly added,
Right, the weather is changing and the seasonal flu is pretty bad. Besides, I get so tired whenever I am down with a fever.
Zhuang Nainai praised herself for her quick wit for coming up with the best excuse.
She then drooped her eyelids and feigned a look of fatigue.
My head feels so heavy, I want to go back to sleep.
She looked at Si Zhengting again with a look of concern.
But your mother…
Si Zhengting looked at her and was convinced.
We will go another day, you have a good rest.
Zhuang Nainai nodded immediately and ducked into the blanket.
Si Zhengting turned and fished around in a drawer. He then handed her a thermometer.
Measure your temperature.
Zhuang Nainai was dumbstruck.
She stared at the thermometer, internally berating herself for claiming that she was running a fever.
Zhuang Nainai swallowed and received it calmly. She placed it under her armpit and looked at him pitifully before pushing away the blankets and getting off the bed.
I-I have to use the toilet.
Si Zhengting nodded and reminded her to be careful.
What was there to be careful about going to the toilet?
Was he worried that she might fall into the toilet?
Zhuang Nainai cast Si Zhengting a puzzled look.
Si Zhengting’s brows jumped. He rubbed his forehead and explained in a helpless tone,
I’m referring to the thermometer.
Oh! Oh!
Zhuang Nainai looked down and rushed into the bathroom. She turned on the hot water and put the thermometer under the running water.
Due to her nerves, she removed the thermometer from under the water and placed it back under her arms with a glance once she heard a movement outside. She then flushed the toilet before walking out of the bathroom.
Si Zhengting looked at his watch and said,
Time’s up.
He then held out his hands towards Zhuang Nainai.
Zhuang Nainai calmly handed him the thermometer and
weakly
shuffled back to the bed. She watched Si Zhengting with her big blinking eyes.
What a specimen of a man.
He looked so elegant and charismatic just reading a thermometer under the light.
Except that… why was his expression so strange?
She was puzzled when he suddenly turned to her with knitted brows.
Zhuang Nainai asked guiltily,
How is it? What’s the temperature?
45 degrees celsius.
Huh?
Zhuang Nainai was stunned.
Humans could die once their body temperature hit 42 degrees celsius, so how did she achieve 45?
It was no wonder Si Zhengting’s expression looked so ugly.
Zhuang Nainai panicked and replied,
The thermometer must be broken!
Si Zhengting’s eyes dimmed and remained expressionless. Zhuang Nainai’s heart drummed loudly, wondering if he bought her story.
Just then, Si Zhengting acknowledged it with a soft grunt and walked towards her.
You are really not feeling well?
Zhuang Nainai immediately replied sincerely,
Yes, truer than gold.
Si Zhengting grunted again and continued,
You rest well then.
Zhuang Nainai nodded.
Hurry to your mother, don’t let her wait for too long or she will be upset.
She won’t be, she has a good temper.
Si Zhengting rarely spoke up for other people.
But Zhuang Nainai’s hands balled up into fists at what he said.
