Huo Jinbei looked at the bowl of ginger tea, and it turned out that he was no longer as direct and decisive as before.
"Do you have to drink?" he actually asked.
"You must drink it." Qianxing said, "Otherwise, you can explain it to your mother yourself."
When it came to Ruan Yin, Huo Jinbei seemed unable to escape. He quickly picked up the bowl and put it to his lips.
Seeing his appearance, Qianxing thought he might drink it in one gulp, but unexpectedly he brought it to his lips, but he just took a sip and put down the bowl.
"Huo Jinbei!" Qianxing couldn't help but call him, with a gloomy look on his face.
Huo Jinbei just said: "It's a bit hot. Let it dry for a while. I'll take a shower and drink it again."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the bathroom.
"Hey -" Qianxing came with a mission. Of course, he couldn't just watch him escape, so he decisively stood up and grabbed him.
Huo Jinbei had already reached the door of the bathroom, turned around to look at her movements, and then slowly said: "I just have a little cold, I shouldn't need anyone to watch and take care of me when I take a shower."
Qianxing suddenly retracted her hand, then gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, just wash it. I'll drink ginger tea after you finish washing it."
Huo Jinbei looked at her again, turned around and walked into the bathroom, closing the door.
Qianxing returned to the sofa and took out her cell phone to call Ruan Yin.
She briefly explained Huo Jinbei's situation, but Ruan Yin seemed to be even more worried, "Did he really catch a cold? This child is really worried."
"It's okay." Qianxing said, "I think he's in good spirits. There's no big problem. You don't have to worry too much."
"There is no big problem now." Ruan Yin said, "I'm just afraid that he will start to have a fever later. He gets a fever every time he catches a cold. There is absolutely no accident."
Qianxing couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and then said: "What should we do? Should I take him to the hospital?"
Ruan Yin paused and then said: "It's too late now. Wouldn't it be more difficult to toss and toss? Let him have a good rest first. Please help me pay attention. Especially tomorrow morning, I must take his temperature. If he has a fever,
If it's serious, let him take antipyretics."
Qianxing wanted to say that Huo Jinbei was a doctor himself, and he should be able to stock her stocks well even if she was sick, but when she heard Ruan Yin's tone of voice that she still regarded Huo Jinbei as a little boy, she felt that she wouldn't be able to say anything else.
It worked, so he just said: "Okay, don't worry, I will take good care of him."
Ruan Yin gave another big warning. Qianxing felt dizzy after hearing this, but she could only agree again and again.
After she hung up the phone and waited for a while, Huo Jinbei still didn't come out of the bathroom.
Qianxing stared at the bowl of ginger tea in front of her for a while, then picked it up decisively, took it back to the kitchen to heat it up, and then carried it directly to the bathroom door.
"Huo Jinbei!" Qianxing slammed the door hard, "Did you faint inside? Does it take so long to take a bath? Huo Jinbei!"
Qianxing put her ear to the door and was about to listen to what was going on inside. The bathroom door suddenly opened. Qianxing was caught off guard and fell inside uncontrollably.
This fall did not fall down, but fell into a hot chest.
Qianxing suddenly froze.
Huo Jinbei had just finished taking a shower. The water vapor had not dissipated from his body and he was slightly cold, but his body was boiling hot——
The reason why Qianxing can have such an intuitive feeling is because he is not wearing any clothes at all!
At this moment, he was only wearing a bath towel.
Qianxing seemed to be infected by his hot body temperature, and her face quickly heated up.
She just wanted to stand up straight as soon as possible, but she didn't have a point of strength on her body, so she could only use her hands to support Huo Jinbei——
This support was right on Huo Jinbei's chest.
The palm of Qianxing's hand seemed to be burned, but it was too late to take it back. He could only support himself to stand up, and then asked first: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"
Huo Jinbei seemed stunned by her question, then pointed to the bathroom behind him and said, "I forgot to take it."
Qianxing endured the embarrassment and embarrassment, still with a cold face, and directly handed the half-spilled bowl of ginger tea in front of him.
"Now that I have taken a bath, the ginger tea is no longer hot. Can I drink it?"
Huo Jinbei took the bowl again, looked down for a moment, and finally reached out to take it as if resigned to his fate.
Seeing that he seemed to be still hesitating, Qianxing couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Drink quickly! Who has time to keep an eye on you! Don't I need to sleep?"
Hearing these words, Huo Jinbei looked up at her again, then put the bowl to his lips, drank all the ginger tea in it, then pointed to the second bedroom next to him and said, "Okay.
You can go to that room to rest."
As expected, Qianxing turned around and walked into the room, closing the door with a bang.
A door blocked the room, but the heat on Huo Jinbei's body seemed to still be there in the air, so much so that the heat on Qianxing's cheeks did not diminish at all.
She sat on the bed for a moment, and finally couldn't help but bury her face in the quilt, as if this could cut off the air and calm herself down.
But her mind was filled with all kinds of messy things, and she seemed to be far from calm.
The brainstorming in her mind continued for a long time, until she wanted to go to the bathroom and had to leave the room.
Qianxing did enough psychological preparation for himself before finally opening the door. However, as soon as the door was opened, it was deserted outside.
Huo Jinbei is no longer in the living room and should have gone back to his room to rest.
Looking at the clock on the wall again, it already pointed to two o'clock in the morning.
At this time, everyone should go to sleep.
Qianxing breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked into the bathroom.
When she came out of the bathroom, the air seemed to have finally returned to normal, and the heat on her face seemed to have finally subsided a lot.
At the same time, Qianxing realized something belatedly - Huo Jinbei's body was so hot just now, couldn't he already have a fever?
Thinking of this, Qianxing suddenly stopped caring and walked quickly to the door of Huo Jinbei's room. He was about to reach out and knock on the door, but suddenly remembered the time and immediately retracted his hand.
After that, her hand slowly grasped the door handle, turned it gently, and the door opened.
Huo Jinbei didn't lock the door.
Qianxing pushed the door open a crack, and soft and dim light came through.
The night light on the bedside illuminated a hazy figure on the bed.
Huo Jinbei lay there quietly, motionless, obviously falling into a deep sleep.
Qianxing paused, took off her shoes, turned around and ran to the living room, found a thermometer gun from her suitcase, then ran over barefoot, walked quietly through the door, and came to the bedside.
After carefully taking Huo Jinbei's temperature, Qianxing saw the data - 38.3 degrees.
Sure enough, he already had a fever!
Ruan Yin said that he would have a fever when he caught a cold, and his condition would become serious when he had a fever. It seemed that he was not just talking.
But now that he is sleeping so peacefully, his body temperature should not continue to rise, right?
Qianxing thought this, but still couldn't feel at ease.
The current temperature is fine, but if it continues to rise, it may not be so good.
So after thirty minutes, Qianxing walked into Huo Jinbei's bedroom again.
After running back and forth several times, his body temperature didn't seem to rise significantly, but Qianxing still didn't dare to neglect it. In the end, he was too lazy to go in and out, so he simply sat on the ground leaning against his bed, and tested him when he remembered.
One test.
When it was almost dawn, Huo Jinbei's body temperature was 38.5 degrees.
Qianxing was afraid that his temperature would continue to rise, and thought about taking another test later, but she fell asleep lying on the bedside without realizing it.
At six-thirty in the morning, the biological clock in Huo Jinbei's body rang on time.
He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Qianxing lying beside his bed.
Her face was pressed against the edge of the bed, which should be a very uncomfortable position, but she slept soundly, as if she was not affected at all.
Huo Jinbei couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched the line mark on her face.
At this touch, his movements suddenly stopped.
He is very familiar with his physical condition, so he clearly knows that he has a fever at this moment.