After Yan Qiuzhi got home, her head seemed to hurt even more.
She dragged her heavy steps and lay down on the sofa without changing her clothes. She reached out and touched her forehead.
After thinking for a few seconds, he picked up his phone and wanted to send a message to Chen Lunan.
But after typing a few words, I put it down again.
She was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but she was so lazy that she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.
It was probably because she hadn't had a fever and a cold for too long, and this time she felt menacing, which directly knocked her down.
While half dreaming and half awake, many people appeared in front of Yan Qiuzhi's eyes, including her mother, her neighbors when she was a child, the kitten that was raised at home, and many familiar and unfamiliar people... In the end, there was even Chen Lunan .
Yan Qiuzhi frowned, unable to understand why she dreamed about Chen Lunan again.
Obviously this person doesn't appear in my dreams, why do they appear so frequently recently, it's annoying.
Yan Qiuzhi stretched out her hand, subconsciously wanting to wave the person in the dream away, she doesn't want Chen Lunan, she wants her mother.
…
Chen Lunan lowered his head, listening to her whispering in his ear, his brows were tightly furrowed.
He paused for a while, just when he was about to hug him, Yan Qiuzhi stretched out his hand again, directly hugged him, and even rubbed him in his arms.
The lighting in the house has been changed from bright white woven lamps to dim warm tones, which are the most suitable for sleeping, and make people look hidden under the night.
He took advantage of the situation and sat down beside him, but did not pull away Yan Qiuzhi's hand.
Chen Lunan reached out and touched her forehead.
It's hot.
He didn't change his posture, and directly called someone.
"where."
Fu Yanzhi's voice was clear, even at night, he was as awake as ever.
"how."
"Yanyan has a fever."
Chen Lunan said: "Come and have a look."
Hearing this, Fu Yanzhi said coldly, "If you have a fever, you should send her to the emergency room."
The air pressure on Chen Lunan's side dropped a little, and he said impatiently, "Hurry up."
He smiled, "How much?"
"very hot."
Fu Yanzhi paused: "Take your temperature first, I'll come over now."
"Um."
When Fu Yanzhi arrived, Yan Qiuzhi's fever was almost 39 degrees. He glanced at it and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
Chen Lunan: "The recording of variety shows fell into the water."
"Just a few days?"
"Um."
Fu Yanzhi frowned: "You didn't go?"
Chen Lunan didn't say anything.
He didn't say much, and handed him the medicine he bought from downstairs: "Give it to her first, and see the situation tonight."
"Um."
"Call me if you need anything."
Chen Lunan looked at him: "Aren't you single?"
...
Fu Yanzhi felt that it was probably late at night, but he didn't turn his mind for a moment.
A few seconds later, he pointed and said, "You mean to let me sleep in the guest room, and then let me, the surgeon, leave after Yanyan is all right?"
Chen Lunan didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.
That's what he intended.
It was rare for Fu Yanzhi to see him like this, and he was silent for a few seconds and said, "It's hard to help you with this favor."
"Thanks."
Fu Yanzhi said "um", and walked to the guest room on the first floor: "Call me if you need anything."
"Know."
After Fu Yanzhi entered the guest room, Chen Lunan bent down and carried him upstairs.
After putting it on the bed, he got up and went downstairs to fetch water, and brought up the medicine by the way, but Yan Qiuzhi didn't cooperate with taking the medicine very well, she was afraid of suffering, let alone sick, and she was a bit willful.
Chen Lunan helped her get up to take the medicine, Yan Qiuzhi's lips touched his palm several times, but she refused to take the antipyretic medicine.
"Yan Yan."
Chen Lunan said in a low voice, "Take the medicine."
"don't want."
Yan Qiuzhi also regained consciousness for a while, she turned her face away and said, "I don't want to take medicine."
She acted like a baby to Chen Lunan: "I'll be fine after a night of sleep, I won't take medicine."
Chen Lunan thought about it, and when something came to his lips, he pressed it back.
"It'll be fine if you eat it." He coaxed in a low voice.
"so bitter."
Yan Qiuzhi pursed her mouth like a child, "I don't want it."
Chen Lunan never thought that Yan Qiuzhi, who was sick, would be like this. He patiently said in a low voice, "It won't be bitter. Eat something sweet."
"What sweet?"
Chen Lunan was speechless, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips, and just about to speak, Yan Qiuzhi asked, "Is it a cake?"
"Um."
Chen Lunan said: "There is cake after eating."
"good."
Yan Qiuzhi opened her mouth, swallowed the medicine, and frowned.
Chen Lunan gave her some water, and she felt better, but Fu Yanzhi threw him a cold medicine in addition to antipyretic medicine.
"Drink this."
Yan Qiuzhi half-opened her eyes and looked at the dark thing, but she didn't even want to refuse: "Don't drink."
As she said that, she slowly shrank down, trying to hide under the quilt.
Chen Lunan panicked patiently, pinched the back of her head and gulped her down with the medicine.
Yan Qiuzhi coughed twice, and just about to scold someone, a candy was stuffed into her mouth. Her eyelids moved, but before she could react, Chen Lunan lowered his head and kissed her again.
For a few minutes, Yan Qiuzhi couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.
Her petty temper was instantly suppressed, and she subconsciously slipped into Chen Lunan's arms.
…
The next day, when Yan Qiuzhi woke up, her headache was not so painful.
She turned over, and just about to move, she found herself curled up in Chen Lunan's arms.
She was dazed for a few seconds, then carefully moved her feet and hands away from Chen Lunan's body, and pulled the quilt back into it.
Memories of last night crept into her mind, but Yan Qiuzhi didn't remember very clearly.
But she vaguely felt that there seemed to be a warm embrace last night, encircling her tightly, and occasionally when she was half asleep and half awake, there was a pair of hands on her forehead. She always thought it was the gentle Chen Lunan, but after thinking about it, Yan Qiuzhi thought it must be her own illusion.
How could Chen Lunan be so gentle.
She struggled for a few seconds, and just as she was about to lift the quilt, the person next to her moved first.
Yan Qiuzhi froze and turned to look at him: "Are you awake?"
Chen Lunan looked at her: "Yes."
Yan Qiuzhi felt the indifference of him getting up early, and deeply believed that she was right—it was definitely not Chen Lunan who was gentle last night, it should be a doctor or someone possessed.
Just as she was thinking, a sentence came from her ear: "How do you feel?"
Yan Qiuzhi was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said, "It's pretty good, my head doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore."
Chen Lunan nodded and went into the bathroom.
After the two washed up and went downstairs, Yan Qiuzhi also saw a lot of medicine on the table.
She glanced away, looked away, and looked into the kitchen: "Did Auntie ask for leave again today?"
"No."
Just as Yan Qiuzhi wanted to ask, Chen Lunan went to the kitchen.
She looked over and saw that porridge was cooking in the pot.
Yan Qiuzhi blinked and looked at Chen Lunan holding a bowl of porridge.
Two bowls of millet porridge are served.
She looked around and looked at the two bowls of porridge on the table: "Shall we have porridge today?"
Chen Lunan raised his eyelids and looked at her: "You can't eat other things."
"..."
Yan Qiuzhi choked, and just as she was about to refute, Chen Lunan said, "Fu Yanzhi said it."
In an instant, Yan Qiuzhi suppressed the words that came to his lips.
"He came here?"
"Um."
Yan Qiuzhi has a little impression, but the memory is not deep.
She recalled it for a while, and couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you call the family doctor over?"
"Too troublesome."
Yan Qiuzhi listened, and couldn't help kicking him: "So you asked Fu Yanzhi, a surgeon, to prescribe me medicine for cold and fever?"
Chen Lunan did not deny it.
"Where does Fu Yanzhi live now?"
Yan Qiuzhi asked while drinking the millet porridge she detested.
Chen Lunan mentioned a place.
Yan Qiuzhi raised her eyebrows: "It's pretty close, isn't it in the neighborhood next door to us?"
"Um."
Yan Qiuzhi said "oh", but didn't think deeply.
This area is considered a luxurious community, whether it is a villa complex or a high-rise building, they are all very high-end. Fu Yanzhi also looks like a rich owner, so it is normal to live there.
After drinking the millet porridge, Yan Qiuzhi lazily climbed back to rest on the sofa, half lying down and started watching TV.
She has no work today, only an awards ceremony tomorrow night.
Yan Qiuzhi half-lyed on the sofa and cried to Shen Muqing.
Yan Qiuzhi: [I have a fever.]
Shen Muqing: [Just let your husband kiss you, it's useless to find me.]
Yan Qiuzhi: […]
Shen Muqing: [Hahahahahahahahahaha I don't know you yet, why are you looking for me, what do you want me to give you?]
Yan Qiuzhi: [I drank a bowl of millet porridge in the morning, Chen Lunan is too stingy, he didn't even prepare any steamed buns for me.]
Shen Muqing: [Yes! That's right, and then what.]
Yan Qiuzhi: [I'm lying on the sofa right now, with cakes, milk tea, hot pot, barbecue, and the crayfish we ate last time...]
…
Shen Muqing was about to give in to this person.
She looked at Yan Qiuzhi's message and figured out what she meant with her toes.
But very helpless, Shen Muqing will not be in City A, she is filming in the crew.
After thinking for a while, Shen Muqing continued to send her a message: [I'm filming on the set, you come to visit the set and I'll take you to eat?]
Yan Qiuzhi: [It's too far away, I don't want to come back after I go.]
Shen Muqing: [... You are enough, shall I send someone to deliver it to you?]
Yan Qiuzhi: [Yes, find someone who can deliver it to my house, so that Chen Lunan won't kick him out.]
Shen Muqing: [Why don't you find someone to deliver it yourself.]
Yan Qiuzhi: [... Chen Lunan will scold me.]
If Shen Muqing believed her nonsense, her surname would not be Shen.
Having said that, for Yan Qiuzhi's greedy mouth, Shen Muqing still made a phone call to Jiang Chen, and sent her a message back after the arrangements were made.
In an instant, Yan Qiuzhi was happy. She took the remote control on one side and turned on the TV, looking for variety shows to watch.
When Chen Lunan came down from upstairs, what he saw was Yan Qiuzhi half lying on the sofa watching TV.
He glanced at the TV not far away. It was a talent show. In the blink of an eye, about five or six boys appeared.
Yan Qiuzhi looked very happy, she was half lying down and smiling, her eyes crooked.
Probably because the fever has not fully recovered, his face is still a little pale, and he is not in good spirits.
In addition, she has a cold and fair complexion, and she looks sickly, like a sickly beauty.
"Have you taken your medicine?"
Yan Qiuzhi was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at him: "...no."
Chen Lunan frowned.
Yan Qiuzhi looked at him, "Can you hold it for me?"
"Can't."
Chen Lunan refused without mercy.
Yan Qiuzhi choked, but didn't get angry: "Oh, then I'll go after I finish this short paragraph."
She is looking at Xiao Xianrou, no one can turn her eyes away.
Looking at it, Yan Qiuzhi asked: "By the way, this handsome guy belongs to your company."
She looked at Chen Lunan: "Can you get me an autographed photo?"
She is quite optimistic about this little fresh meat, he is handsome, can sing and dance, although he doesn't talk much, he can definitely become a new generation of male god.
Chen Lunan turned his head, looked at the big face that appeared on the TV, and was silent for a few seconds: "No."
"..."
"Why?" Yan Qiuzhi didn't understand why.
She looked at Chen Lunan, a little unhappy and said: "You are too stingy, I am also your wife after all, can't I just ask for an autograph?"
She forced her in a low voice: "When I was recording the program that day, I heard Mr. Tong say that when she used to be very optimistic about you, Mr. Xu Song even arranged for you to meet for dinner. I didn't ask you to take me to meet him. I just wanted an autograph. You All refused."
Yan Qiuzhi lay on the sofa and sighed, "I really am not you—"
Before he finished speaking, a figure fell in front of him, blocking Yan Qiuzhi's sight.
She frowned, "What are you doing?"
There was a glass of water and medicine on the coffee table, Chen Lunan's face was scary, and his voice was low: "Take the medicine."
Yan Qiuzhi: "..."
She stared at Chen Lunan, hesitated for two seconds, "Oh."
She took the medicine weakly, her face wrinkled together.
"so bitter."
Yan Qiuzhi swallowed with difficulty, and said unhappily, "I suspect that you committed murder on purpose."
Chen Lunan: "..."
Sometimes he really doesn't understand Yan Qiuzhi's brain circuit.
Yan Qiuzhi looked at him: "Did Fu Yanzhi tell me when I can eat strong food?"
"A week later."
Yan Qiuzhi sighed, lay down on the table and said, "Did he help you take revenge on me?"
"Does a fever need to be raised for a week?"
Chen Lunan didn't speak.
Yan Qiuzhi murmured to the side: "What about the little cake, when can I eat it?"
"Too sweet."
...
Chen Lunan said unhurriedly: "It affects the efficacy of the medicine."
Yan Qiuzhi choked.
She said "Oh": "I am Baidu Baidu."
After finishing Baidu, Yan Qiuzhi silently put down the phone.
What a nonsense, even saying that cakes during fever will increase the burden on the gastrointestinal tract, which is not conducive to the recovery of the disease.
Yan Qiuzhi was lying on the sofa weakly, feeling that life had no hope.
She glanced at the TV, and the handsome little fresh meat seemed to be unattractive to her.
Frustrated, the doorbell rang.
Chen Lunan looked at her, got up and went to open the door.
Jiang Chen appeared at the door with a cake, and greeted them warmly: "Yanyan, I'm here to bring you a cake."
Chen Lunan lowered his head, and after seeing the cake Jiang Chen was holding, he closed the door without hesitation.
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