According to what Xiao Ce said, An Yayu prepared some necessary medicines and kept them nearby. Because she was still a little sleepy, she decided to sleep next to Ran Haoqian for a while. The bed was so big anyway, it would be a waste for him to sleep alone.
With this thought in mind, after confirming again and again that he did not have a fever, he fell asleep next to him, keeping a certain distance just to prevent himself from pressing on his wound.
In her sleep, An Yayu felt that her body felt strange and very hot. Her face was hot, her body was also hot, and her hands also felt hot. It felt like she was in a furnace, which made her very uncomfortable.
When his consciousness returned, he later realized that his mobility seemed to be imprisoned, and the thing that imprisoned him was the so-called stove.
Opening his eyes and looking at what was imprisoning him in front of him, he suddenly found that he was now in Ran Haoqian's arms. Although he didn't know whether he was in his arms or whether he was holding her in his arms, the result was the same.
, Ran Haoqian’s current body temperature is somewhat abnormal.
Even though he was in the dream, he was still very domineering. The force that imprisoned An Yayu was very strong, but it did not hurt her, but it was not easy for her to leave. She finally pulled her hand out from one side and hurriedly touched him
His forehead, and the scorching temperature also made An Yayu realize something bad, that is, Ran Haoqian had a fever.
Thinking of what Xiao Ce said just now, An Yayu looked at the medicine over there, but Ran Haoqian stopped her from leaving. She wanted to leave, but she couldn't break away with violence. She was afraid of breaking his wound. But she couldn't just
If he is allowed to continue like this, not to mention other things, his brain will be burned out if he has a long-term high fever.
She pinched his fingers hard and tried not to touch his other parts. As long as she opened her hands, she could escape. But no matter how hard An Yayu tried, Ran Haoqian seemed to be determined not to let him leave.
No matter how hard you try, it won't help.
Looking dejectedly at Ran Haoqian, whose face was unnaturally flushed, An Yayu really wanted to ask him what he wanted. Didn't he want his life? Staring at Ran Haoqian in front of her, An Yayu gritted her teeth.
Suddenly she leaned over and kissed his lips. The hot temperature made An Yayu feel very uncomfortable, but she licked and kissed him regardless. She nibbled on him bit by bit, thrusting out without any regularity.
The uvula continued to wander wildly, and finally she felt the big hand imprisoned on her waist loosen slightly. Seeing the dawn of victory, An Yayu pursued the victory, and while kissing, she used both hands to break the hand imprisoned on her waist from her waist.
Open, and finally, successfully escape.
Without stopping, she rushed over to bring a basin of boiling water. An Yayu wiped Ran Haoqian's body with a hot towel and fed him antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs. Although she didn't know if it was okay to take them both together, it seemed like they were both good.
As if he needed it. Since it was not like he had never seen his body before, An Yayu did not show any pretense and directly stripped him down to only a small strip of underwear, exposing his bronzed skin to the air.
Wiping Ran Haoqian's body with hot water is so that the heat in his body will evaporate along with the heat on the surface of his body. Not only the hot water, An Yayu also wipes his body with alcohol. Although rubbing too much alcohol is not good for the skin, this
The 75% anti-inflammatory alcohol she diluted is much safer than the original 95% burning alcohol.
The alcohol evaporated very quickly. After An Yayu wiped it from head to toe, it was basically gone, but the smell of alcohol still remained in the air. For a while, An Yayu didn't know if the temperature had dropped a little.
, these methods are the simplest methods, but she is also worried that they will not have any effect. She thinks that if she does not recover after an hour, then she should go to the doctor again. It only takes an hour, and she should be able to hold on, right? Probably.
An hour later, An Yayu kept repeating the wiping action, sometimes with boiling water, sometimes with alcohol. When the waiting time was almost up, An Yayu took out the thermometer to measure the temperature, which she had just found in Ran Haoqian's cabinet.
Although I don’t know what the temperature was at the beginning, the current test result is 38 degrees. It should have dropped, right? At least An Yayu feels that he is not as hot as before. Thinking of this, he can’t help but relax.
Fatigue invaded my whole body.
Because Ran Haoqian had not returned to normal, An Yayu did not dare to leave. Finally, two hours later, An Yayu confirmed that Ran Haoqian's fever had subsided. With such confirmation, the physical fatigue overwhelmed An Yayu, and she lay down
She was motionless on the side. Because she missed dinner time, she was really hungry now, but now she was even more tired. After thinking about it, An Yayu went to her room to get a set of pajamas, ready to relax and take a bath.
Let’s talk about the rest later.
When Anyayu returned to the room after taking a bath, she was already very tired. She touched Ran Haoqian's forehead to make sure she didn't have any more fever, then she found a place to sleep away from Ran Haoqian. Maybe she was really too tired.
, and soon he started breathing steadily...
When Ran Haoqian woke up, looking at the bright sun shining outside the window, he always felt something was wrong. He remembered that it was probably afternoon before he fell asleep, and it was probably night when he woke up in front of him. He slept for a long time.
, he could feel that he was also deeply tired, as if he had gone through a big battle. When his eyes fell on the washbasin and a pile of medicines aside, a faint light flashed in Ran Haoqian's eyes, as if he had guessed something.
And just when he was concentrating on looking at the things over there, a slight movement beside him caught his attention. He turned his head and looked to the left, and what came into view was a picture of an elf sleeping in spring. Black hair was scattered.
On the bed, on the slender neck or on the white sheets, there is an ultimate sense of beauty. Under the slightly frowning eyebrows are twinkling eyelashes, which tremble from time to time according to the owner's movements, which is really cute
. She has a delicate and slightly erect nose, delicate and attractive cherry lips, and a white and smooth neck. At this time, she is sleeping in the same bed with him.
When he saw something on the side, he guessed that she was taking care of him, but when he really saw her figure, his heart rippled uncontrollably. Was it ecstasy, or affection, or just that?
A touch of warmth?
He reached out and brushed her lips, and he always felt that he had tasted her in his sleep, and the taste at that time was like the sweet spring he tasted when he was thirsty, so beautiful that he wanted to drink it forever. Thinking about it, he really felt
