"Xiangzhu, it's okay, we'll go to the hospital right away." He blamed himself but panicked and hugged her to comfort her.
In the outpatient department of Yucheng People's Hospital, the doctor examined Han Xiangzhu. She had a high fever of 39 degrees, which was caused by throat inflammation and cold.
The fastest way is infusion therapy.
Lu Zixun helped her lie on the bed in the infusion room of the outpatient department. The nurse quickly prepared the medicine and tied it on her.
"Make sure she drinks more boiled water." Before leaving, the nurse carefully instructed her.
At this time, Han Xiangzhu's lips were pale, his cheeks had an abnormal red color due to fever, and he looked weak and very haggard.
Lu Zixun poured her a cup of tea, found a straw, put it to her mouth and said softly: "Here, drink some water. The doctor told you to drink more water."
Han Xiangzhu glanced at him and sniffed: "Brother Zixun, are you not angry anymore?"
Lu Zixun looked at her with distressed eyes, and said helplessly and dotingly: "Drink some water first!"
Han Xiangzhu bit his pale lower lip and said willfully: "I will drink water only if you stop being angry. Otherwise, if I don't drink, I will die of thirst."
After finishing speaking, he snorted angrily and deliberately turned his face to the side.
Seeing her cute expression, Lu Zixun couldn't help but chuckle. Then, he pinched her nose with his other hand: "Little confused, little fool, how could Brother Zixun be willing to be angry with you?
Woolen cloth!"
"Come on, be good, drink the water quickly."
Han Xiangzhu looked up at the spring breeze-like smile on his face. He didn't know where he got the strength and courage to sit up from the bed and hugged him.
With a warm and generous chest and a faint scent of papaya, Han Xiangzhu will never forget this embrace in her life. Just let her be selfish and greedy, and just hold her for a while.
Han Xiangzhu closed his eyes in Lu Zixun's arms and said silently in his heart: "Brother Zixun, I like you, I like you so much! However, this is my secret, a secret I will never tell anyone."
Lu Zixun, who was holding a tea cup in his hand, felt a little dazed when he was suddenly held by her like this.
"Xiangzhu? What's wrong with you?" He tried hard to keep the balance of the tea cup, fearing that the tea would spill on Han Xiangzhu.
"Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Let go first and I'll go find a doctor." He said softly.
Han Xiangzhu then let go, withdrew from his arms, lowered his head, and whispered: "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, Brother Zixun, thank you!"
After saying that, she quickly took the teacup and drank a few sips of boiling water to cover up her inner panic.
However, she was a bit nervous and choked in her panic.
"Cough, cough, cough!" She coughed hard.
Lu Zixun quickly raised his hand and gently helped her calm down, with a doting smile in his voice: "Xiangzhu, how old are you? There is no one competing with you to drink water. Why are you so anxious!"
Han Xiangzhu blushed and glared at him, then put the cup in his hand.
She slowly lay down on the bed. After such a fuss and the IV she was taking, she was sweating all over.
Lu Zixun put the tea cup on the table nearby, sat down in front of her bed, and naturally reached out to touch her forehead: "You're sweating. The fever should be gone soon."
As he spoke, he took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Xiangzhu, why did you get caught in the rain?"
After wiping Han Xiangzhu's sweat, he naturally held her little hand and asked.