People with high fever may have difficulty distinguishing whether they are sleeping or waking up, dreaming or returning to reality.
Gu Yan opened his eyes, perhaps because of his illness, his eyes looked dark and heavy, like a foggy lake in the evening. Whether it was the warm light shining in from outside the door, or a little bit of light outside the window, he couldn't get into his eyes.
His frowning brows slowly loosened when he saw Yan Suizhi.
"Why do you have a fever? Have you taken the medicine?" Yan Suizhi asked in a low voice.
"Well." Gu Yan replied vaguely. His eyelids were still heavy, as if he hadn't woken up at all. He only looked at Yan Suizhi for a moment, then closed his eyes, his eyebrows slowly wrinkled again for some reason. I don't know if it's because of the wrinkle habit or because of discomfort.
Really taking medicine, fake medicine
Yan Suizhi was a little worried, but in this case, forcing Gu Yan to wake up and putting in some medicine might only make him more uncomfortable. So he withdrew his hand against Gu Yan's forehead, and simply pulled up the quilt completely, and sealed it tightly around Gu Yan's shoulders, saying, "Forget it, you go to sleep first."
Gu Yan's breathing has become even and long again.
Yan Suizhi kept looking at him for a while, and after confirming that he had indeed fallen asleep again, he stood up straight.
He glanced at the slowly darkening sky outside, and wanted to draw the curtains. They have already picked up the remote control, and worried that Gu Yan would see the whole room dark when he opened his eyes at night, so he hesitated for a moment, and put the remote control back again.
Yan Sui went downstairs, walked around the first floor for a long time, and finally turned to the home medicine box next to the half-short fitness area.
Although I don't often live at home, I still have everything prepared. He remembered the medical awareness that the little nurse said in the morning, and complimented Gu Yan in his heart.
The medicine box is not small, and the medicines in it are neatly classified and coded. Yan Suizhi found four fever-reducing medicines without any effort.
When unpacking, he glanced at the production date and expiration date, and had to stop—
Because this crap expired a year ago.
Yan Suizhi angrily threw the medicine aside, replaced it with a new box, and took another look at the expiration date...
Very good, also expired.
And then the third box...
Fourth box...
Five minutes later, Lawyer Gu's medicine box was completely empty, and all the medicines were thrown aside in disgust, piled up into a pile of hills.
"… "
A bunch of expired medicines are cleaned up like the real thing, and they don't take up space.
Yan Suizhi admired it in amazement, then raised his head and glanced towards the second floor, as if staring at Gu Yan like that would make him feel ashamed in his sleep.
He took a picture of the waste medicine, put it all into the garbage disposal box at the door, and called Fitz.
"What's the matter? Ruan?" Miss Fitz didn't know what she was doing, and her speech was slurred, as if she couldn't open her mouth after a few stitches.
"What's wrong with you? You fell on your mouth?" Yan Suizhi asked with concern.
Fitz: "…No, I'm putting on a mask."
"Okay, do you have any antipyretic medicine there?" Yan Suizhi asked.
"Yes, a lot, what's wrong? You have a fever?" Fitz said, "Isn't it okay just now? Why do you have a fever?"
Yan Suizhi: "It's not me, Gu Yan has a fever."
It was rare to hear him call Gu Yan's name directly, so Fitz was not used to it, so he froze for a moment before saying, "Oh-ah? Gu is back? Didn't you say it's going to be 10 o'clock in the evening? He'll be home now, then he Didn't you sit on the morning shift?"
"Huh?" Yan Suizhi paused for a moment before saying again, "Well... it should be the shuttle in the morning."
He was in a hurry just now and didn't even have time to think about it. Now he was reminded by Fitz's unintentional question, and then he suddenly reacted - Gu Yan said that he should have been on the shuttle when he was in the second round of negotiations. .
What happened to make him subconsciously not tell the truth
Yan Suizhi guessed the whole story without thinking about the previous report of Lenovo's shuttle machine testing infected people.
He recalled the messages and glanced at them again, and he could even guess that the silence between Gu Yan's messages was because of what happened. If he just did a simple test, the result was simply negative. Not that kind of reaction.
There must be some twists and turns in the testing process, which made him think that he may be infected, so he will find an excuse to negotiate. Because the negotiation can be long or short, even if there is a temporary problem, it is normal to stay for two more days and more rounds of talks.
He was able to get off the shuttle, pass the test at the port of Decama, and return home smoothly, which means that it was finally confirmed that he just had a common fever.
But what if the test results are bad? If Gu Yan was really accidentally infected and was sent to the hospital for isolation, when he went through the dangerous period that often occurs in the process of treatment... What would he be doing
Maybe waiting for that unidentified black market doctor
Possibly carrying luggage to a new apartment
Maybe deal with the small talk of Locke and the other young people in the law firm
Then I thought with confidence that Gu Yan was still negotiating...
Although this is just an afterthought, and this assumption is impossible to come true, Yan Suizhi is still very uncomfortable.
It made him very uncomfortable to think that this might have actually existed a few hours ago.
He stood for a while in the empty living room, and suddenly realized that this was probably the so-called "fear after", and before this, he had never even experienced it on himself.
"Ruan? Hello? Are you listening? Bad signal?" Miss Fitz called him several times over there, and even patted the smartphone.
Yan Suizhi came back to his senses, "I'm listening."
"What kind of medicine do you want? I'll get it for you?" Fitz said.
"No, I'll get it from you."
Yan Suizhi went out to the villa next door, and just a few steps away, he heard Fitz's voice coming towards him, "Ruan? I picked a few, you go back and see which is suitable for him to eat, and I'll take it for you by the way. A spare thermometer."
He looked up at the sound, and saw a face blackened into briquettes, only vaguely recognizable by the eyes in the two holes that were Miss Fitz.
"Why did you come out like this." Yan Suizhi took the medicine box in disbelief, "Thank you."
"I look good no matter what, there's nothing I can't do." Miss Fitz wrapped her coat tightly and said very proudly, "But doesn't the Gu family prepare any medicines?"
Yan Suizhi laughed dryly, "Prepare, prepare neatly, the only downside is that it's all overdue."
"… "
Fitz thought about it and said, "It may be because he really rarely uses it. The last time I saw him with a fever seemed to be two years ago. He was too sick and had little experience. So how is he now?"
The two were talking when Yan Suizhi's smartphone buzzed again.
It was very strange that the caller was actually Young Master Qiao, and Yan Suizhi answered in a puzzled way.
"Hello, little intern?" Master Qiao asked straight to the point, "Is Gu in the office?"
Yan Suizhi said: "He's at home and sleeping with a fever. What's the matter?"
"Ah, no wonder!" Mr. Qiao muttered, "I sent him ten messages and he didn't reply, and he didn't answer two calls. It's never happened before. I almost thought he was shaking his hands and pulling the black out by mistake. He's dead. Why did he have a fever? Could it be an infection or something? It's been quite chaotic recently, did you go to the hospital two days ago?"
"It's not an infection." Yan Suizhi said, "He just came back from the port in the afternoon, and it's definitely not an infection if he can pass the test."
"Oh that's good!" Joe said, "The last time I was on Yaba Island, I asked someone to prepare the things he asked me to help with. The person in charge of the delivery said they could deliver it now. I originally planned to let him come back sooner. Home is waiting…”
Yan Suizhi said: "It doesn't matter, send it over, I'm here."
Qiao was stunned for a moment, "No wait, where are you? Gu Yan's house????"
He seemed so surprised that the final note was so high that it almost split.
Yan Suizhi pondered for a moment, before emphasizing lightly: "He has a fever."
Qiao said "Oh—" and subconsciously thought that Yan Suizhi was here to take care of the teacher who had a fever, "but this is surprising enough. He probably only had other people in his house during the renovation. Well, since you are here. , then I will notify someone to send it over, you have worked hard to take care of him."
"Okay."
After Yan Suizhi responded, he asked again as if remembering something, "By the way, what did you give?"
Joe said, "Lampsong."
After he answered, he mumbled to himself, "It's also strange" or something. Before Yan Suizhi could hear it clearly, he cut off the communication.
"What's the matter?" Fitz asked. "Someone want to bring something?"
Yan Suizhi nodded and said, "Last time I went to Yaba Island, Lawyer Gu asked a friend to get a few pine trees and he seemed to like it."
Fitz questioned with an "ah", in the same tone as Joe's grunt just now, "Has he turned sex? Didn't he like Dengsong before?"
"Don't like it?" Yan Suizhi was stunned.
Fitz said: "Uh... I shouldn't like it. Once I was in the office chatting with the clerk on vacation, and when it came to the lantern pine forest on Yaba Island, he was not interested at all. I remember that the clerk said he had made a few trees at the time. Lamp pine tree species, ask him if he wants it, after all, he is the only one in the entire law firm who is not a plant killer. He said no, it is too troublesome to keep."
She recalled for a moment and said, "It's just... this spring, right?"
Yan Suizhi: "..."
"Thank you." He looked complicated for a moment, and smiled at Fitz.
Fitz was bewildered by thanks: "??? No... You're welcome?"
Mr. Qiao's work efficiency is surprisingly high, and even if he is not in Decama, he can remotely control it very well. Within half an hour, a black extended box truck quietly drove into the city garden, and was stopped by electronic security when entering the gate.
"Mr. Gu?" The person in charge of the transportation got Yan Suizhi's communication number from Qiao, but mistakenly thought that it was Gu Yan, "Our car does not have the right of passage, so the owner has to come over and enter the password. "
"I'm not Mr. Gu, just call me Ruan Ye." Yan Suizhi said so, but when he entered the password, it was very smooth.
"Gao Lin." A bearded man in the passenger seat shook hands with him, "Have we met somewhere?"
Yan Suizhi laughed dryly in his heart, thinking that this world is really small, he does know this bearded man, and further said that he is barely a friend. This person is a well-known ornamental plant breeder in Decama, and all the garden plants that he has caused disasters in the past are all from the bearded Gao Lin.
He was very interested for a while, and he bought several batches without hesitation, wanting to decorate the front and back of the courtyard like the old residence when he was a teenager. During that time, Gao Lin drove his long box car to him almost every month.
Every time he went there, Gao Lin would see that the living flowers and plants he had given him last month had become skinny and lingering. That scene was very distressing. Gao Lin usually had a good relationship with him, but when that happened, he looked at him like he was looking at terrorists.
The origin of the light pine is Yaba Island. In order to survive in Decama, it needs to be specially cultivated by professionals with Yaba Island tree species. In the entire Decama, Gao Lin must have the best cultivation technique for Dengsong.
So it's no surprise that Joe will find him.
Yan Suizhi smiled at him and said, "I may have a public face, and people often think they have seen me somewhere."
The bearded Gao Lin snorted and said, "Then 80% of the people on the street probably want to have this kind of public face. Eh- I remembered when I mentioned this. I probably haven't seen you before, and I think you are a bit of a jerk. It's familiar because you look like a client of mine in some ways."
Yan Suizhi looked innocent: "Really? What a coincidence? Who is it?"
"A very powerful person, the dean of Metz University. He is young and promising, and he is good at everything." Gao Lin said, "It's just that his hands are poisonous, and he will die if he touches them. As long as he doesn't touch plants, he is my friend."
Yan Suizhi: "..."
You speak ill of me right in front of me, you know
The bearded man didn't notice Dean Yan's eyes, and while instructing a few clerks to move the lantern pine, he rushed to Yan Suizhi's way: "The lantern pine is quite difficult to raise, I hope your friend Mr. Gu has no poison on his hands. ."
Yan Suizhi said: "No, the potted plants and green plants of other people in the law firm have been raised to death for several rounds, but the ones in his office are still alive and well."
"Oh? Really? What greenery?"
"Evergreen pines."
The bearded man nodded with satisfaction, "That's not bad. Evergreen pines are also difficult to maintain, and they are very particular about temperature and humidity. Just like a normal person's fingers, you can't touch the leaves with old age. , don't pour too much water, you will drown."
Yan Suiyi, who had accidentally poured several rounds of water, had a guilty conscience.
He said in his heart that this is a green plant, it is an ancestor who is more difficult to serve than me.
The pine trees brought by Gao Lin are half-ripe, and each has its own pots to protect the roots.
"I learned a lesson from an old client..." Gao Lin said, "Oh, that's the dean you just told you about. In the past, Dengsong was cultivated to a height of half a person, and the survival rate in the ground can exceed 60%. , so that the customer can also experience the difficulty and fun of surviving. Later, there were about 20 trees that died at his place. I reflected on it and thought it was okay. The rate can basically reach 85%, of course, it is difficult to survive that year and grow well into the second year."
Gao Lin said, and then asked Yan Suizhi, "Where is the glass room? I heard that Mr. Gu's request was to plant lamp pine outside the floor-to-ceiling glass wall."
Yan Suizhi showed them the way, "Go this way."
"There are a total of eight trees in this batch." Gao Lin said, "Of course the scale is not comparable to Yaba Island, but it can definitely fill half of the courtyard in the courtyard, and it can become a small forest when planted, very beautiful."
The clerks removed the special pots, and under the command of Gao Lin, carefully buried the roots one by one into the soil of Gu Yan's courtyard. This kind of specialized breeder is always very considerate, from loosening the soil to planting to burying the nutrients for the first time, and even the setting value of the courtyard temperature and humidity controller will help to adjust, and the distance between each two trees is also They are all calculated and divided, so detailed that they seem to be burying some treasure.
By the time they were all finished, the sky was completely dark.
"I can't see the pine worms yet." Gao Lin said, "Transportation and environmental changes will make them a little shy and disrupt the biological clock. After a while, they should be able to stabilize and should be able to come out. Then, let's go first. I You must ask Mr. Gu to write down your communication number, and if you have any problems, you can come to me at any time. The other seven days are a survival cycle, and I will come over next week to check it again to make sure that there is nothing wrong with this batch of trees. "
"Okay thank you."
After sending Gao Lin and the others away, Yan Suizhi returned to the house and carefully cleaned the dust and Saturn on his hands.
On the black glazed table, a casserole pot was cooking porridge, gurgling, and it thickened a little while boiling, exuding fragrance. Yan Suizhi stirred with the porcelain spoon a few times, and glanced at the time in the sector on the wall.
After eight o'clock in the night, the wind gradually picked up outside, and it was said that it would snow at night.
He put down the spoon and glanced out the window, only to realize that his scarf was still draped on the cabinet by the door, half slipped and shaky. He went over to get the scarf, and dragged his slippers upstairs, intending to hang the scarf on the hanger in the attic.
He stopped when he was passing by the second floor, and wanted to see if Gu Yan was sweating and if the fever had subsided.
As a result, when he opened the door, he found that Gu Yan seemed to have just woken up and was sitting beside the bed. He bent his long legs and stepped on the thick and soft carpet, one hand on his knee and the other on his forehead, still seeming very uncomfortable.
"Awake?" Yan Suizhi asked, turning on a floor lamp in the corner of the bedroom.
The warm yellow light spread out on the ground along the corner of the wall, coating Gu Yanweigong's shoulders and back with a gentle warm color.
Gu Yan lowered his hand and looked up at him, "Well..."
"Is it still burning?" Yan Suizhi walked over, touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and frowned, "It's still very hot."
Gu Yan still looked tired and awake, and he didn't know why he suddenly got up. His eyes were heavy, and he swept down from Yan Sui's upper body, stopped for a few seconds on the scarf in his hand, and then frowned and lowered his head again.
Yan Suizhi didn't notice this, and just wanted Gu Yan to reduce his fever as soon as possible, "I took a few boxes of medicines from Fitz, and picked one that won't counteract other medicines, you take two pills and sleep for a while. "
Just standing in front of Gu Yan, he could feel the heat on him, Yan Suizhi suspected that he might not have heard what he was saying, or that his brain couldn't digest it, so he added another sentence: "I Go down first."
When he turned around, the drooping corner of the scarf flashed in front of Gu Yan, who was hanging his head slowly.
Gu Yan seemed to have finally heard the other party's words clearly, his half-closed eyes blinked slightly, and then he reached out and grabbed Yan Suizhi's hand.