The two little ones dared to turn their heads and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhan Qi Pei leaving.
Qiao Jing saw the two little breasts rising and falling at the same time, and couldn't help laughing.
"Are you really not going to sleep on the bed?"
Pingping nodded solemnly, slipped out of Qiao Jing's arms, and sat down on the sofa.
"Yeah, no need to trouble you, sister."
An An also nodded, left Qiao Jing's arms with some reluctance, and sat together peacefully.
She blinked her big eyes and looked at Qiao Jing with a happy smile on her face.
"Thank you, sister. What's your name, sister? When my brother and I make money later, can we treat you to dinner when we come back?"
Qiao Jin reached out and rubbed the heads of the two little ones, then stood up.
"My name is Qiao Jing. You guys sit here and wait for me."
She had to settle the two little ones quickly, and she had to attend an academic exchange meeting tomorrow, so she still had to prepare some things.
He Pingping said "hmm" and sat on the sofa.
Qiao Jing returned to the room and found two quilts. When she first returned to the living room, she heard the chat between the two little ones.
"Brother, am I dreaming? I suddenly don't want to wake up. If I wake up, I won't see Sister Qiao."
A plain and childish voice sounded.
"Look, the injury on my body is still there, and it still hurts. It's not a dream. I can't let go of Sister Qiao."
After hearing the conversation between the two little ones, Qiao Jing paused while holding the quilt, feeling inexplicably touched in her heart.
She stood there for a few seconds, then walked to the sofa, put the quilt on the sofa, and spread it for the two little ones.
"If you are sleepy, just go to sleep. I have something to do."
She took out a few packages of biscuits and two bottles of mineral water from the drawer and placed them on the table.
"If you are hungry at night, eat some biscuits. If you are still hungry, knock on the door of my room."
Ping Ping nodded obediently, and lay down on the sofa with An An, covering themselves with quilts.
The two little ones even covered their faces, only revealing a pair of big eyes.
Seeing how well-behaved the two little ones were, Qiao Jing felt relieved, returned to the room, and began to prepare things needed for the academic exchange meeting.
The next morning.
When Qiao Jing passed by the kitchen, she found that Zhan Qi Pei was already making breakfast inside.
She changed direction and came to the living room.
An An had already gotten up by this time and was sitting next to Ping Ping.
The direction where Qiao Jing was standing was out of sight of An An. When she was about to say hello, she suddenly noticed something strange.
An An's face was full of anxiety and hesitation. From time to time, she looked in the direction of the kitchen and repeatedly touched her flat forehead.
She bit her lip, walked a few steps toward the kitchen, then retracted her steps and sat back on the sofa.
Qiao Jing frowned, having a bad feeling in her heart, and quickly walked to the sofa.
An An seemed to have something to say, but she didn't dare to go to the kitchen. It must be because the person in the kitchen was Zhan Qi Pei.
Before she could ask about the situation, An An's big eyes suddenly lit up after seeing her.
An An was so anxious that she almost cried, tears welling up in her eyes, and there was a hint of fear in her voice.
"Sister Qiao, brother, he feels so hot. Does he have a fever?"
Qiao Jing reached out and touched Ping Ping's forehead and found that the child's body temperature was extremely high.
She quickly found the medicine box and took out a thermometer and antipyretics.
"Didn't you cover yourself with a quilt yesterday? Why did you suddenly have a fever?"
When she left yesterday, the two little ones were lying on the sofa covered with quilts. Why did they suddenly have a fever today?
An An sat on the sofa, her little hands clasped together tightly, and her little face was full of nervousness.
"Brother, you have made a good quilt."
Cold sweat broke out on his flat forehead, and he was frowning tightly. He reacted when he felt someone touching him.
He slowly opened his eyes and found Qiao Jing standing in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed.
The little face that was originally red due to the fever was once again stained with two clusters of blush, and the childish voice became a little hoarse.
"Sister Qiao..."
After Pingping heard his hoarse voice, he was stunned and blinked blankly.
"Do I have a fever?"
Qiao Jing said "Yeah". She didn't forget the injury on Ping Ping's hands and took out his hands from the quilt.
The bandage on the hand seemed a little strange, there were some marks in several places, and the sleeves of the plain clothes were actually wet.
She didn't have time to ask about the clothes, so she quickly brewed a cup of antipyretic medicine.
She found that the biscuits and mineral water were still intact on the table, and opened a box of biscuits and mineral water.
"Ping Ping, get up and eat something first and then drink the medicine."
After saying this, she looked at the time.
Half past seven in the morning.
The academic exchange meeting started at 8:30, and she had one hour left.
Ping Ping nodded his head, sat up and had a simple breakfast.
"Thank you sister!"
Qiao Jing handed the antipyretic medicine to Ping Ping.
"Drink the fever-reducing medicine quickly."
Ping Ping reached out and took it, and the bitter taste quickly spread in his mouth, causing him to frown subconsciously.
His whole little face wrinkled together, showing a bitter expression, but he quickly put it back.
After drinking the medicine, he put the bottle back on the table.
"Sister Qiao, I'm sorry, I accidentally caught a fever."
Qiao Jing frowned and reached out to rub his flat head.
This kid, does he have to apologize for such a thing?
He is only six years old, how can he be so sensible that makes people feel distressed.
She took out her flat hands and asked, "Why are the cuffs wet? There are also some marks on the bandages."
Ping Ping said "Ah" and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bathroom.
"When I was washing clothes yesterday, I accidentally got my cuffs wet. Sister Qiao, I'm sorry, I was so sleepy last night. I washed them and put them in the basin.
It was my first day here and I didn’t know where to hang the clothes. I was afraid of waking you up, so I didn’t tell you that the clothes were still in the basin. By the way, I didn’t say hello to you and just used the laundry...
…sorry!"
After he fell asleep peacefully, he secretly ran to the bathroom and washed his and his sister's dirty clothes.
He didn't want to trouble Sister Qiao anymore.
After listening to Ping Ping's words, Qiao Jing's heart suddenly dropped.
"You didn't do anything wrong, no need to apologize. I will buy you new clothes and I won't use the old ones."
In order to prepare for the academic exchange meeting yesterday, she saw the two little ones still sleeping after taking a bath, so she went straight back to the room.
Unexpectedly, Pingping would get up in the middle of the night to wash his and his sister's clothes, which resulted in a fever today.
Ping Ping frowned.
"Sister Qiao, you don't need to buy us any more clothes. The clothes we have on us can still be worn for a long time."
Qiao Jing glanced at Pingping's little face that was pale due to illness, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"It's okay. You can take a nap after drinking the medicine. I'll have to go out later if something happens."