When Qiao Yanli heard Xia Yanxi's words, a thin layer of mist appeared in his deep black eyes.
His slender fingers gently touched her crimson and hot face, and he whispered, "Little fool, I care more about your heart than your innocence. I know you love me, that's enough."
He hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead with his thin lips, and rested his firm chin on the top of her head. After the moisture in his eyes gradually dissipated, he said in a low voice, "I will not hurt you." People are punished."
The doorbell rang.
Qiao Yan let go of Xia Yanxi and said, "Song Lin has brought the doctor over. I'll open the door."
Xia Yanxi thought it was a dream, she still held him tightly with both hands, buried her tear-stained face in his chest, and refused to let him leave.
It seemed that as soon as she let go, he would disappear from her eyes.
She was so scared that she would wake up from this dream.
Qiao Yanli looked at Xia Yanxi helplessly. He kissed her cheek and said in a gentle voice, "Good boy, let go. I'll be here soon."
Xia Yanxi slowly let go of her.
Qiao Yanli opened the door, and Song Lin walked in with the doctor.
The doctor took Xia Yanxi's temperature and found that her fever reached over 39 degrees.
The doctor prescribed antipyretics and asked Qiao Yanli to put a cold towel on her forehead to cool her down physically first. If the fever persists tomorrow, go to the hospital for an injection.
After the doctor left, Qiao Yanli helped her up and fed her medicine.
However, as soon as she smelled the medicine, she became very uncooperative and refused to even open her mouth, no matter how much Qiao Yanli tried to coax her.
He had no choice but to feed her the medicine by mouth himself.
After taking the medicine, she fell asleep after a while. This time, due to the properties of the medicine, I did not wake up again and fell into a deep sleep.
After Qiao Yanli applied a towel to her forehead several times, he saw that her fever was no longer as bad as before, so he lay down next to her, took her into his arms, closed his eyes and rested.
In the middle of the night, Xia Yanxi had another nightmare. She kept murmuring, "Yanli, please, don't appear in front of me. I'm too dirty. Can you just leave me alone?"
Seeing her like this, Qiao Yanli left the room before dawn the next day.
Before he left, he asked Zhou Ye to call Sister Junhua.
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Xia Yanxi woke up when the first ray of morning sunlight shone through the window curtains.
When he opened his eyes, the first person that came to his mind was Qiao Yanli.
I seemed to dream about him last night. In the dream, she hugged him and leaned on his chest, so warm and real!
A wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she lifted the quilt and got off the bed.
Just after washing up, the doorbell rang.
Opening the door and seeing Sister Junhua, Xia Yanxi was stunned, "Sister Junhua, are you okay so early?"
Sister Jun Hua saw that Xia Yanxi still had a band-aid on her forehead and her face was a little pale. Thinking of Zhou Ye's explanation, he became more sure that Xia Yanxi and Zhou Ye had a close relationship.
"It's okay. I just came to see you. You look a little haggard. Stop filming today and rest in the hotel!" Zhou Ye really doted on Xia Yanxi. If Xia Yanxi stopped working for a day, he would have to compensate the crew for a lot of losses!
Xia Yanxi was a little flattered. She had heard that Sister Junhua was very strict with her artists, but since she followed her, not only did she not feel strict, she also cared about her in every aspect.
Could it be...that Qiao Yanli secretly warned Sister Junhua
That must be the case!
Thinking of that man's concern for her, Xia Yanxi felt more and more guilty and indebted.