Seeing her like this, Mo Jingshen took her temperature directly, and then Ji Nuan heard him say: "Thirty-nine degrees."
"Ah! Why did my wife suddenly burn like this just after taking a bath? The temperature is too high!" Mrs. Chen became anxious when she heard this: "My wife was also sick some time ago, but she kept herself locked in the room and had no food. I don’t even know what to do without taking any medicine. Fortunately, Mr. Mo is at home this time, otherwise... "
"Go get the ice pack." Mo Jingshen interrupted her calmly.
Mrs. Chen's nagging immediately stopped and she hurriedly went out to find an ice pack.
Ji Nuan knew that she would inevitably have a fever every time she caught a cold, and she had long been accustomed to it. Mo Jingshen also knew this, so he often told her not to catch a cold.
"Here, take medicine." Mo Jingshen helped her sit up from the bed.
She sat and leaned in his arms without moving. She only frowned when he put the antipyretic medicine to her mouth. She really rarely took medicine before because she had to drink Chinese medicine every day after catching a cold in her childhood. After recuperating, she later became repulsive to any bitter medicine and would rather sleep with her head covered for a few days than take any medicine.
"Be obedient and take the medicine." Mo Jingshen coaxed her in a low voice.
She rested her head in his arms, opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes begging a little, could she not eat
He was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "You want me to feed you in another way?"
Ji Nuan immediately curiously asked in a low voice: "What method should I use?"
Are you going to prepare some candies for her? When she was taking medicine as a child, the Ji family's servant aunt always prepared a lot of fruit candies for her to put on the bedside because of her coquettishness.
However, the expected sugar was not there, and Mo Jingshen put the medicine directly to his mouth under her gaze.
Ji Nuan understood immediately and quickly raised his hand to block it. Then he carefully pressed his hand and fed the pills into his mouth.
Although she didn't object to him feeding her mouth-to-mouth, she didn't want to pass the cold on to him yet.
Bitterness spread in her mouth, and she frowned. She quickly took the glass he handed and took a big sip of warm water. She swallowed the medicine, but her throat felt terribly bitter.
"so bitter."
"You know you can't catch a cold and don't even wear a coat when you go out. Do you want me to lock you in the imperial garden every autumn and winter and not allow you to go out?" Mo Jingshen touched the still wet hair on her head and said in a deep voice: " Sit tight, don’t lie down, and blow dry your hair before going to sleep.”
Ji Nuan still leaned in his arms and refused to move. She just drank some water and felt no longer as uncomfortable as before, but she also had no strength.
Seeing her sick and dependent look, Mo Jingshen sighed slightly and simply stood up to find the hair dryer, took it to the bed and plugged it in.
Ji Nuan was sitting on the bed. She really didn't have the strength to dry her hair by herself. She turned to look at him and was about to act coquettishly and ask him to blow her hair. Before she could say anything, she heard the sound of the hair blowing in his hands.
The warm wind blew through her hair and her scalp. She was still a little dizzy, and because of the nightmare just now, she felt that her mental state was like stepping on the edge of a cliff, and her emotions were all over the place. It was tight, but the sudden warmth and comfort made her relax instantly. After a few minutes of blowing, she felt deeply sleepy.
Cold medicine and antipyretic medicine have some hypnotic properties. Ji Nuan closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy state.
After her hair was completely dried, Mo Jingshen turned off the hair dryer, and she tilted her body and was about to fall down.
Mo Jingshen reached out to support her, and seeing that she fell asleep too quickly, she just leaned in his arms quietly, her quiet and even breathing the only thing in the air.
He sighed softly, leaned over and helped her lie down on the bed safely.
His eyes accidentally touched her body wrapped in a bath towel. Just now in the bathroom, I could only free one hand to help her wrap the bath towel. Now it has loosened a lot on her body, and the soft white snow on her chest is ready to come out. , long hair hanging down, half-covered.
She was completely soft and relaxed in his arms. Mo Jingshen's eyes slowly darkened, and at the same time, he felt her hand feel cold.
His body was hot, but his hands were cold. He took a deep breath, held her hand, and placed it in his palm. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes looked at her white feet exposed outside the bath towel.
Touching it, he found that her feet were also cold, as cold as her hands, especially in his palm, which was so cold that he frowned.
Ji Nuan hummed softly in her sleep, as if she was humming comfortably because of the sudden warmth coming from her hands and feet: "Hmm..."
Mo Jingshen covered her with the quilt, making sure that only her head was exposed. He gently stroked his hand on her hot forehead and slowly slid down the soft hair on her head.
Ji Nuan actually didn't sleep well. She was already hot and her whole body was covered. The heat made her feel more and more uncomfortable. She faintly moved, but was held down by him again.
"Mr. Mo." Mrs. Chen opened the door and walked in. She put the ice pack next to her. Seeing that Ji Nuan had gone to sleep, she whispered: "I just made some food for my wife and cooked porridge. I want her to Want to get up and eat some? She hasn’t had dinner yet.”
"Heat the porridge and eat it when she wakes up."
Even if she were to sit up now, she would probably be so sleepy that it would be difficult to even open her mouth.
"Okay, then... Sir, you can go and rest. Leave this place to me. I will take care of my wife."
"No need, I'm here tonight."
…
Although Ji Nuan was very sleepy, she had not been sleeping peacefully. When she was half asleep and half awake, she felt that the edge of her bed seemed to have sunk a little. She had already shed some sweat on her body, and it was very sticky and uncomfortable. Her face was frowning. They all had an expression of self-disgust. A few seconds later, she was hugged into someone's arms, and the quilt on her body was tightly covered with no gaps exposed.
"It's so hot..." she said drowsily.
Mo Jingshen hugged her beside her, covering her up again and again with the quilt she tried to kick away.
Until her hands and feet were no longer so cold, and the temperature on her body had dropped a lot due to sweating from the cover, Mo Jingshen stroked her sweat-damp hair: "Be patient, the fever will go away and you won't feel so uncomfortable anymore, um ?”
She fell silent.
In the middle of the night, Ji Nuan suddenly woke up for a while and looked at the man so close in front of her.
Her eyes were bloodshot due to high fever, and she looked at him silently.
After being watched by her for a minute, Mo Jingshen opened his eyes: "Are you awake? Aunt Chen has been heating the porridge for you. Get up and eat some."
He got up.
Ji Nuan hurriedly grabbed his hand and refused to let go: "I won't eat, don't leave..."
The dependence and nostalgia in his voice were undisguised.
Mo Jingshen's movement to withdraw his hand stopped in place.
It wouldn't be surprising if he just acted coquettishly because he had a fever, but such vulnerability and fear should not appear on Ji Nuan.