The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and Lin Zhou caught a cold in the season when he was least likely to catch a cold.
He lay on the bed and watched Tan Zihe changing towels for him again and again.
"You're still talking about me. Look, you have a cold too. Give me the thermometer."
Tan Zihe put the freshly washed towel on his forehead and reached for the thermometer.
"After staying with you for a long time, my physical condition has deteriorated."
"You have a cold. What does it have to do with me? I didn't infect it. I'll find you fever-reducing medicine later."
Tan Zihe rolled his eyes at him, then rummaged through the drawer to find antipyretic medicine.
"How many degrees?"
Lin Zhou felt weak and really didn't want to reach out for the thermometer on the table.
"Thirty-seven degrees nine, hey? Where did the medicine go?"
Tan Zihe searched for a long time but couldn't find it.
"Stop looking for me. I'll be fine if I don't eat or sleep."
Lin Zhou said
"No! You wait until I go downstairs to buy it."
"It's so late, forget it"
Lin Zhou looked at the time, it was past seven o'clock
"I'll be back soon"
Tan Zihe took the money and left without caring.
Lin Zhou closed his eyes when he heard the sound of the door closing.
After a while, there was movement at the door. Tan Zihe came back with the medicine. He read the instructions carefully and fed him the medicine.
"Go to sleep"
Tan Zihe covered him with a quilt, turned on the small lamp beside the bed and turned on the big light in the room.
"And you"
Lin Zhou saw that he had no intention of sleeping.
"You go to sleep first, I'll wait for you."
Tan Zihe touched his face which was red due to fever, then took the towel on his head and entered the bathroom again.
The medicine took effect quickly, and Lin Zhou fell asleep in a daze.
That night, Tan Zihe didn't sleep at all. He kept changing Lin Zhou's towel and touching his head from time to time. Check to see if the fever is still there. Fortunately, when it was almost dawn in the early morning, Lin Zhou broke out in a sweat and his temperature dropped. Tan Zihe felt relieved and leaned against the bed, dozing off.
In his sleep, Lin Zhou felt that someone had touched his forehead and wiped his hands that night. The feeling was not very clear.
It was daybreak, and Lin Zhou woke up. The fever headache was gone, and his clothes were wet. The damp feeling on the pillow made Lin Zhou very uncomfortable. When he got up, he found Tan Zihe leaning there with his eyes closed and his hair blocking the way. In front of you. Lin Zhou reached out and tied his hair.
"Um...you're awake? How are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Tan Zihe was sleeping soundly and woke up immediately when he felt someone touching his hair.
"Much better, you... didn't sleep?"
Lin Zhou felt a little distressed when he saw the sleepy look on his face.
"I slept for a while, but you kept having a fever and I didn't dare to sleep."
Tan Zihe stretched and said.
"Thanks a lot"
Lin Zhou didn't know what to say, and he was indescribably moved in his heart.
"Don't come here. It's not hard work. Really, just change into your pajamas. This one is all your sweat. I'll make you something to eat."
Tan Zihe rolled his neck, stood up and left the bedroom
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After Lin Zhou changed his clothes and left the bedroom, he saw Tan Zihe busy in the kitchen.
"Are you feeling better? Are you still burning?"
Sun Yi saw Lin Zhou coming out and walked over from the living room.
"Well, it's not burning anymore."
"You don't catch a cold easily. It's still so serious in summer."
"Who knew it would start burning instantly?"
Although Lin Zhou was well, he still felt weak. After talking to Sun Yi for a while, he felt a little unable to stand.
"Hurry up and sit down"
When Sun Yi saw that he was a little unable to stand, he quickly asked him to sit on the chair next to the dining table.
“Come and have something to eat”
Tan Zihe came out of the kitchen with porridge.
Lin Zhou hadn't eaten much since noon the day before. Even if his fever subsided, he would still have no strength.
"I do not want to eat"
Lin Zhou had no appetite at all.
"You must eat. You haven't eaten much since noon yesterday. Just eat more as soon as the fever subsides. It will heal quickly."
"Can I not eat it?"
Lin Zhou still doesn’t want to eat it
"Let me feed you"
Tan Zihe picked up the spoon and tested the temperature
"Open your mouth"
Tan Zihe was not polite at all, and directly hit his mouth, making Lin Zhou unable to open his mouth.
"That's pretty much it."
Tan Zihe looked at him and smiled at him
"Oh, I can't stand you two. You eat slowly. I'm going to the company. You can have a good rest. Mo Cong and I are in the company."
"Um"
Lin Zhou hummed.
Sun Yi called Fu Mocong who was in the room and they went to the company together.
"Stop looking and eat."
Lin Zhou watched them off and was brought back by Tan Zihe.
"I will not eat"
"If you don't eat, I'll beat you."
"I'm not afraid of you"
"Pfft...hahaha"
Both men laughed.
"Be obedient, eat, and be ready soon."
Tan Zihe smiled for a while and put the rice to his mouth again.
"Don't eat"
Lin Zhou really had no appetite.
"Let's do this, you eat, and when you feel better, I will..."
Tan Zihe really has no choice
"What are you talking about?"
Of course Lin Zhou understood what he was talking about, with a smirk on his face.
"that is… "
Tan Zihe leaned into his ear and whispered.
"you said?"
"Um"
Tan Zihe nodded.
Lin Zhou took the bowl in Tan Zihe's hand and drank the porridge in two or three gulps.
"Damn you, you are so positive"