Ji Yi first covered He Jichen with a quilt, then sat casually on the ground, found a thermometer in the medicine box, and stuffed it into He Jichen's armpit.
When she retracted her hand, her fingertips inadvertently touched his chest. Just like four years ago, his skin was strong and scorching warm.
In Ji Yi's mind, the scene of him and her flirting with each other that night flashed through her mind. She shivered hard all over, and hurriedly retracted her hand, rubbing it hard on her clothes again and again. Over and over again, she didn't stop until the slight pain in her hand completely covered up the remaining touch on He Jichen's fingers.
While Ji Yi was taking He Jichen's temperature, he took out the antipyretic medicine from the medicine box.
There was a whole box, not yet opened. I guess He Jichen went downstairs and opened the door for her before he could take the medicine.
Ji Yi read the instructions in detail, got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water.
She placed the water glass on the ground. In order to avoid touching his skin again, Ji Yi took out the thermometer more carefully.
He Jichen's fever reached nearly 40 degrees.
Ji Yi put down the thermometer and hurriedly gave He Jichen the medicine. Fortunately, he was still confused due to the fever and knew how to swallow. Although a lot of water overflowed from the corners of his lips, the medicine went into his stomach.
In the instructions, it is clearly written that if the patient's fever does not subside, he should take the medicine again after four hours.
If given a choice, Ji Yi really didn't want to be in the same room with He Jichen, but fortunately he was asleep the whole time, so she felt much more at ease.
The night gradually deepened.
Ji Yi stared at the phone for a long time, and his eyes were a little tired, so he raised his head and looked out the window.
The lights in the room were turned on, and the floor-to-ceiling windows turned into a mirror. She could clearly see her and He Jichen's reflections in the window.
She stared at his face for a long time, then moved her gaze away and fell into the void. The expression on her face did not change much, but there was a touch of sadness in her eyes.
Ji Yi set the alarm clock. Four hours later, He Jichen still had a high fever, so she had to give him medicine again.
She woke up early in the morning. She didn't take a lunch break because she went to Director Liang's company at noon. After midnight, she gradually became sleepy.
She originally thought about leaving after his fever subsided, but she stretched out her hand and touched his forehead again and again. His temperature was still frighteningly high. Unable to suppress her sleepiness, she couldn't help but sit on the floor. Leaning against the wall, she dozed off. In a daze, she reached out and touched his forehead again. It was no longer so hot. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she fell asleep in a hazy state.
As she fell asleep, Ji Yi lost her balance and fell to the ground. The expected pain did not come, but a warmth spread from underneath her body. She changed her position comfortably and fell into the trap again. In deep sleep.
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In his sleep, He Jichen always felt like there was someone nestled in his arms, and his soft body carried a slightly familiar body fragrance, constantly breathing into his nose.