Ye Fan responded, got up and went to change clothes.
The moment he turned around, the expression on Zhang Ma's face changed.
There was deep worry in her eyes, and her eyes were misty, as if she had already seen that day coming.
Ye Fan casually took a piece of clothing and put it on. When he came out, he saw that half of the ginger soup in Zhang Ma's bowl was missing. Her frown eased a little. Zhang Ma put down the bowl, touched Tong Caiwei's forehead, and looked up at him.
He said, "Mr. Ye, I'm going to make some porridge. The young lady must be very hungry when she wakes up. Mr. Ye, don't worry too much. The young lady just has a cold. She went to the doctor and took some medicine. Once the fever subsides, nothing will happen.
Already."
Of course he also knew that her condition was not serious.
It's just that because the target is her, I feel nervous.
He sat on the edge of the bed and stared down at her, his dark green eyes filled with self-blame, "You go first, I'll stay with her."
"Yes, then I'll leave first."
Not long after Zhang Ma left, Uncle Cao came with the doctor.
After checking her pulse and body temperature, Dr. Yang prescribed some medicine and said that she had a fever caused by a cold. She would be fine after taking medicine for a few days. She should also pay attention to eating as lightly as possible.
Sure enough, after taking the medicine, Tong Caiwei woke up.
When I woke up, my mind was still groggy. In the hazy moment, I seemed to see someone sitting next to the bed.
He was holding documents and other things in his hand and was flipping through them. The surroundings were quiet, and the only sound he could hear was the rustling of documents.
There was a light fragrance in the room, which smelled very good, like the fragrance of lilies.
Is... is it Ye Fan?
She blinked, and the expression on her face gradually changed from confusion to surprise, but she was still not sure, so she tentatively shouted, "Ye Fan?"
The movement of the man's hand lingered for a few seconds, and he threw the document aside casually. He lowered his head, with a hint of joy in his dark green eyes. He grabbed her hand and kissed her twice. The excitement frightened her a little.
"You finally woke up, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Do you want to drink some water, or do you want to eat something else?"
A series of questions made someone who had just woken up from his sleep unable to recover for a while. He just looked at him blankly. After a long while, he asked softly under his worried eyes, "I'm not dreaming."
Bar."
Ye Fan touched her head and chuckled, "How can there be such a real dream."
She grabbed his hand and put it against her cheek. She closed her eyes and felt the coldness of his palm. She raised the corners of her lips a little and opened her eyes. Her eyes were bright and she said, "I'm not dreaming. I'm finally waiting for you."
, what happened to me? How could..."
Looking around, she frowned and asked, "Why am I lying on your bed? Besides, my head is also dizzy."
"You silly girl."
Ye Fan lightly tapped her forehead, "When did you come here? Why didn't you knock on the door? You just sat outside the door stupidly."
Tong Caiwei was embarrassed to say that she wanted to see him, so she came over after five o'clock in the morning. She bit her lip gently, her fever had just subsided, but her voice was still hoarse, "Everyone was sleeping at that time, and I was embarrassed to wake them up."
"So you sleep outside the door like an unwanted child and give yourself a fever?"
"I have a fever?"
Her eyes were round and she reached out to touch her forehead. No wonder she felt dizzy.
She just sat at the door and slept for a while, why did she have a fever?