Chapter 329: High fever does not retreat (2)

Ji Jinchuan didn't stop at the foot, buttoned the button in the middle of his coat while walking: "Push to tomorrow."
Ji Jinchuan returned to South Bay, and the family doctor had just arrived. The two's cars entered the villa one after the other.
Wu Ma heard the sound of the car and pedalled down the stairs. When Ji Jinchuan came back, she was surprised and opened her mouth halfway: "Young... Master."
Ji Jinchuan quickly walked upstairs: "How is she now?"
Mom Wu and her family doctor followed quickly, and Mom Wu replied, "The burn is getting worse."
Ji Jinchuan pushed open the door of the bedroom and walked closer to see that the woman on the bed was glowing abnormally, looking sick like a fragile doll.
The family hospital entered the room and began a series of examinations.
Shen Youran seemed to be in a vast ocean, holding the only duckweed in his hand, with a man and a strange voice in his ear.
She wanted to open her eyes, but it seemed to be surrounded by a layer of dark mist, which was swallowing her a little bit, and she was trapped in it and could not rush out.
It didn’t take long for the surroundings to be quiet, and it seemed that someone was sitting next to her, and a dry, warm hand touched her forehead, and at the moment he pulled it back, she grabbed him with only consciousness hand.
Ji Jinchuan's figure fell, and her eyes fell on her grasping her hand. Her fingers were slender and pale, her nails were very nicely trimmed, and the pink crescent was on it. Because of the high fever, it was very hot.
His gaze shifted upwards a bit, looking at her cheeks flushed with fever, the clear water eyes closed tightly, and the dark and long eyelashes covered it, like the wings of a butterfly, with a desolate beauty.
Although her facial features are not bright and beautiful, but very beautiful and beautiful, her lips are white and bloodless, and the cracks are dry and cracked, and the blood is hidden.
He broke her finger, and she turned over uncomfortably. He took the water cup on the bedside table, changed it to the other side and sat down with it, moistened her lips with a cotton swab dipped in water.
After moistening his lips, he put the glass down into the bathroom, took a towel and soaked the hot water, went back to the room and covered her with her forehead, turned on the heat, took off her clothes, and wiped her body with alcohol.
Because she is pregnant, many medicines can not be used, but burned too much, the doctor recommended the most primitive method.
Her snow-white body appeared in front of him without anything, but he didn't have any desires, and the movement was extremely careful.
After a few minutes, Ji Jinchuan took off the towel on her forehead, went into the bathroom and soaked the hot water, and covered her again with her forehead, which was repeated many times.
Shen Youran woke up in the evening, and the man on the couch was holding the computer to deal with the affairs, afterglows outside the window, the night was about to drop.
She moved her lips, her throat was dumb and could not make a sound. She kept sleeping in a posture for too long, and she turned over.
Hearing the movement, Ji Jinchuan looked up at her, saw that she woke up, put down her notebook and approached her, reached for a touch on her forehead, and then turned out of the room.
She licked her lips and leaned her head to see the cup on the bedside table. She reached out and probed the cup. The water was cold, but her throat dried up as if it were going to smoke. Where did she manage so much?
She took the water cup and squeezed it close to her mouth. The door of the bedroom was pushed open. Ji Jinchuan walked in with a glass of water in her hands. Her eyes suddenly cooled when she saw the cold water in her hand, and quickly stepped forward to grab the water in her hand : "Do you know that you still have a fever?"