Chapter 51: When Sloppy came downstairs, the housekeeper asked respectfully: "Miss Si, are you going out? The driver just went out to buy things and won't be back for another fifteen minutes. ┌* ┐You haven't had breakfast yet, I'll give it to you
You prepare breakfast!”
"No, I'm not hungry. I'll take a taxi out." Silan thought that the pretty boy might still have a fever and couldn't wait to see him. He had also lived alone, and had been sick and had no one around to take care of him. It felt really good.
It’s uncomfortable! Especially sick people are particularly fragile and need the care and concern of others!
The housekeeper wanted to say something else, but Silan had already rushed out. After hesitating for a while, she turned around and dialed Lan Sichen's number——
Silan took a taxi and first went to the drugstore to buy a thermometer, anti-inflammatory drugs, fever-reducing tablets, and heat-clearing and detoxifying granules. He was an orphan, and he had to take care of himself every time he got sick. After a long period of illness, he became a good doctor and knew what medicine to take for colds.
When the pretty boy opened the door, his face was pale, his thin lips were pale, and he said feebly: "Thank you for coming to see me! Ahem..."
"You seem to be very ill." Si Lan pushed him into the room to prevent the cold wind from making the cold worse. The pretty boy put his body on the messy sofa, his eyes kept drooping: "You can sit down wherever you want, no need to
polite!"
Si Lan looked at the small apartment of 40 to 50 square meters, speechless. He saw that the curtains were tightly drawn, clothes were thrown around, peeling paper scraps were everywhere, and there were even empty beer cans and white briefs on the coffee table, not to mention dust.
said.
I didn’t expect that the little white face is so good-looking and the place where he lives is so dirty. Why doesn’t he even clean it?
"I'm sorry! I don't have money to hire someone to clean it, and I'm sick and can't do it! Just make do with it..." The pretty girl seemed to see through her thoughts and spoke apologetically.
"It's okay!" Si Lan came back to his senses and calmed down his emotions. Men are like this. "I bought you medicine. You should take your temperature first. If you have a high fever, you should go to the hospital. If you have a low fever, just take medicine.
"
Silan said, shaking the thermometer and handing it to him.
Xiaobai said thank you with red face and eyes!
Silan took out the medicine and went to the kitchen to find hot water. He took a look at his refrigerator. Fortunately, in addition to beer and snacks, he also had some rice and vegetables; he could make something to eat. Silan messed around in the kitchen for a while.
, carrying hot water back to the living room, I saw the pretty boy with his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.
"Get up and take medicine." Si Lan pushed him!
The pretty boy slowly opened his eyes, looking as if he was about to die of illness. He didn't say a word, just coughed. Silan asked him to take out the thermometer and took a look: "Thirty-eight degrees three, it's not a high fever. Eat
Just take fever-reducing tablets. You have a bad cough, so you need to take all these medicines."
Silan took out all the portions he should eat and put them in his hand, along with hot water. The pretty boy didn't show any pretense, he ate them all, drank up the hot water, collapsed on the sofa, and spoke again in a hoarse voice.
Thank you once!
Silan put the medicine away, and when she turned around, the pretty boy seemed to have fallen asleep again. She turned around and went to the bedroom, took out the quilt from the bed and gently covered him, then quietly packed all his clothes into the washing machine and cleaned up the garbage.
Oh! My original life seemed to be similar to that of the pretty boy, and very sloppy. But fortunately, I met Si Chen, who had mysophobia, and lived with him. Now I can't stand the messiness and garbage all over the floor.