Chapter 231: : Healing Sweet Daily (5)

Zuo Hancheng was seriously injured. He had the privilege to rest early. Seeing that Zuo Hancheng was not in the living room, Anhao pushed open the bedroom door and walked in.
"I won't write anymore. Even if you want to be strong now, I won't write anymore!" Anhao said as he walked to the bed, opened the quilt and went to sleep.
As a result, Zuo Hancheng not only didn't respond, but as soon as she lay in the quilt, she suddenly had a meal and suddenly opened her eyes.
So hot?
Anhao got out of the quilt. There was no brightest light in the bedroom, only the light of the dim yellow wall lamp beside the bed. Zuo Hancheng's complexion was slightly paler than during the day, and his body was abnormal. Piping hot.
"Hey." Anhao stretched out his hand and gently pushed his uninjured shoulder. When Zuo Hancheng slowly opened his eyes and glanced at her, he asked, "Why are you so hot?"
Zuo Hancheng didn't respond, he only glanced at her and closed his eyes, obviously wanting to rest.
Well, there is no sleep in an instant.
When Zuo Hancheng was discharged early, she remembered that the doctor said that his wound had not yet reached the right time for discharge. Even if a family doctor came to take care of him after returning home, there are still many things to pay attention to.
Because the previous injury was very serious, it is very likely that the wound will become inflamed with fever if you are not careful.
Damn, she didn't pretend to be sick, and now he really has a fever!
"Do you have a fever?" Anhao tentatively raised his hand to touch his forehead.
She had just been answering questions with a pen in the study, and now her little hand was a little cold, and when she stroked his forehead, Zuo Hancheng slowly turned her head away, avoiding her hand.
When was Zuo Hancheng so weak?
Anhao got out of bed and ran out and took the thermometer. Under the test, it showed 38 degrees nine.
She suddenly gave a "tsk", and when Zuo Hancheng opened her eyes to take a look at her, she was heartless and said: "If you said that if I plan to murder now, do you have no resistance at all? ?"
Zuo Hancheng sighed and said, "Safe, you may not be able to pay the price of prosperity and happiness."
Dare to threaten her at this time!
Anhao gave him a white look, then turned to find his mobile phone: "I'll call the doctor and let them come over."
"No, the wound hasn't healed yet. It is inevitable that there will be occasional signs of fever. It is not serious. You don't need to call a doctor at this late hour."
"It's 38 degrees and 9 degrees, don't you call a doctor? Do you want to burn out the inflammation and then go to the hospital again?"
Anhao said while planning to find anti-fever medicine in the medicine cabinet, but when she was about to walk out of the bedroom, she suddenly remembered that when she was looking for a thermometer in the medicine cabinet today, she didn't seem to see the anti-fever medicine in it.
There is a big pharmacy outside the main entrance of Liujingyuan. She just picked up her coat and went out without saying a word.
"What are you doing?" Zuo Hancheng frowned when she saw her putting on her coat.
"Go to a regular drugstore to buy rat poison, so that you can murder your husband." An Hao ran out without looking back.
...
When he came back from buying the medicine, the temperature of Zuo Hancheng remained high. Anhao measured his temperature again. Seeing that it was already over 39 degrees, he simply poured a cup of anti-fever medicine and brought him over.
"Then, a cup of rat poison, whether you drink it or not."
She put the cup on the cupboard next to the bed, and at the same time increased the brightness of the wall lamp a bit, just standing by the bed and staring at Zuo Hancheng who was feverish.
Zuo Hancheng was actually burned to the point where he could barely stay awake, after all, he was injured.
When he heard Anhao's words, he opened his eyes and looked at her.
Seeing that this girl still looked perverse when she was caring about people, she couldn't help but sighed and sat up slowly. Without even looking at the medicine in the cup, he just picked it up and drank it.
Seeing that Zuo Hancheng believed in himself so unconditionally, Anhao curled his lips, and the little softness in the corners of his heart was touched again.
She admits that she is usually too willful, but these days, she has seen him suffered such severe injuries because of his recklessness under the building, and he still has a fever from the wound.
She tossed a good Zuo Hancheng into such a weak appearance, and the guilt that had been suppressed in her heart rose quietly.
A cup of water with anti-fever medicine hit the bottom, Anhao reached out to take the empty glass, her mouth moved, and it took a long time to ask: "Is it uncomfortable?"
Zuo Hancheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with a low voice: "It's okay. I rarely get sick on weekdays. I have recently taken a break from work. The fever is only related to the wound. Don't worry."
Anhao didn't say anything on his mouth, but still reached out his hand and touched his forehead uneasy.
As a result, as soon as the hand touched his forehead, he held it lightly and slowly pulled her hand down.
"Has the task assigned to you been completed?"
Anhao has been busy for a long time, and almost forgot that he was still struggling with a nightmare of sleeping and ten test papers.
She simply sat down on the bedside: "No, you are having a fever, I have to sit here and watch you!"
Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows, knowing that it was too late, after all, he did not continue to bully her badly.
Thinking of her aggrieved little appearance again, he smiled: "What are you doing sitting on the side of the bed? Come and lie down."
He patted his side.
Anhao has long been sleepy and can't stand it. Anyway, he is seriously injured, and now he is developing a high fever. She is not worried that he will act on her at this time.
So Anhao happily opened the quilt and lay down beside him, and at the same time reached out and touched him.
"I don't know how long it will take for the fever to go away. I really don't need to call a doctor?"
"No, go to sleep." Zuo Hancheng stretched out his hand and patted her little head, the gentle force has a soothing effect.
However, Anhao raised his hand very recklessly and pushed his hand away: "Don't touch me. The temperature is so high. If the fever is not gone in half an hour, you will wake me up and I will find a way to help you. Physically cool down."
Zuo Hancheng is indeed burned to the point that he has no energy to accompany her nonsense and wrangling, covering her with the quilt: "Go to sleep, little things."
The gentle gaze fell on her face. It was clear that his face was pale, but under the light he appeared to be softer and closer than usual.
Anhao's heart trembled, and he immediately rolled over and closed his eyes.
...
Early the next morning.
When Anhao woke up, he found himself in Zuo Hancheng's arms.
She raised her head, stretched out her hand and stroked his forehead. Seeing that his body temperature was no longer so high and returned to a normal temperature, she slowly sat up.
Originally, I didn't want to wake him up, but wanted to go to the kitchen and try to make something he could eat. After all, she learned a lot of new crafts in the past two days, and her cooking skills have also improved a lot. She can still handle a breakfast.
As a result, as soon as she was together, Zuo Hancheng opened his eyes.