Xiao Yu took the clothes from Yan Fei's hand and turned around to see Chi Zao curling up again, his cheeks to his ears red.
He looked deeply and touched her gently with the back of his hand. The burning temperature on the girl's cheek was hard to ignore.
Chi Zao had a fever.
A bit serious.
Xiao Yu looked at Yan Fei and said, "Call the doctor."
Yan Fei was startled, "Ms. Chi has a fever?"
"Um."
"Okay, I'll make a call right away!"
"No!"
Chi Zao, who was sleeping, suddenly murmured, his hands scratching in the air, his expression painful, as if he was trapped in a terrible nightmare, "Why...is this happening..."
Xiao Yu frowned, grabbed her hands that were waving uneasily, leaned against her side, gently touched her forehead, and whispered to comfort her: "Don't be afraid."
A familiar voice woke Chi Zao up.
She half-opened her eyes, and under the warm light, there was a man's handsome face in her hazy vision.
Don't know if it's reality or a dream.
She raised her hand, poked Xiao Yu's lips gently, and smiled stupidly: "Why is it you again, Xiao Yu?"
Xiao Yu: "...?" Again?
Does she often dream about him?
"never mind."
Somehow, Chi Zao seemed to have given up something, his face wilted, he closed his eyes again, fell asleep in a daze, and murmured: "If you go black, just go black... There is nothing wrong with destroying the world... We
…”
"...let's...let's..."
"What?"
Xiao Yu didn't hear her words clearly and spoke intermittently.
I wanted to get closer and listen, but the girl had fallen asleep again.
Only the slightly parted lips were left, and a shallow, hot breath was exhaled, hitting his chin, like a kitten's claws, tickling him.
Xiao Yu's eyes trembled slightly, and he resisted the itch, staring deeply at her in front of him. His deep voice revealed a little helplessness: "I talk a lot in my sleep. It seems that I am really tired."
Soon, Yan Fei brought the family doctor over.
The doctor came in, saw Xiao Yu, respectfully called Young Master Xiao, then took out the infrared thermometer gun from the medical kit and dropped a drop on Chi Zao's forehead.
The thermometer gun immediately showed red.
It has the words ‘39°C’ marked on it.
The doctor carefully checked Chi Zao's pupil reaction and made a decision in his mind before saying to Xiao Yu: "Mr. Xiao, this lady's coldness combined with excessive fatigue caused a high fever, which requires infusion. Moreover, she sweated a lot, and that night
I’m afraid I have to leave someone to look after me.”
Xiao Yu: "Well, you can prescribe medicine."
Yan Fei suggested from the side: "Sir, you've been busy all day, why don't you go and take a nap first, and I'll look after Miss Chi?"
"Need not."
Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the hand held tightly by Chi Zao. He couldn't help but rub her fingertips with his fingertips and said lightly: "I can take care of her."
Yan Fei: "..."
I'm afraid I'm deaf.
In my lifetime, I actually heard that my father, who had always let others serve him, wanted to serve others!
"Is there a problem?"
Xiao Yu glanced at him coolly.
"No! There's no problem, so I won't sleep anymore. I'll wait outside. If you need anything, call me anytime!"
Yan Fei smiled dryly and quickly retreated to the door to act invisible.
But he couldn't help but craned his neck to look across the bed.
I just want to see how his father takes care of people.
Xiao Yu ignored Yan Fei and focused on watching the doctor pat the back of Chi Zao's left hand and insert a needle into the thin blood vessel.
And at this moment, he felt Chi Zao's body tremble slightly while he was sleeping, his brows tightened, and he even bit his lips unconsciously, which was obviously a reaction of fear.
The doctor was about to apply the tape when Chi Zao suddenly pulled back his left hand, pulled off the infusion needle, turned over, curled up and drilled in the direction of Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu was originally sitting by the bed.
One hand was held by her, and when he saw her crawling over, he almost leaned his head on his lap...
"this……"
The doctor held the dripping infusion needle and looked at Xiao Yu helplessly and carefully, "Ms. Chi seems to be resisting the infusion."
"Um."
He can see it.
Xiao Yu moved to the side of the bed, held Chi Zao's arm, lifted her into his arms, and put her cheek against his chest, half leaning on him.
"I'll hold her down later and you try again."
The doctor nodded: "Okay!"
Chi Zao was already in a semi-conscious state due to fever.
Reactions to everything around you are instinctive.
The pain from the injection just now made her conscious for a moment.
She felt like two qi, hot and cold, were fighting in her body, torturing her left and right. At the same time, she could also feel that she was close to a solid and warm chest, and the steady and powerful heartbeat in her chest inexplicably soothed her heart.
uneasiness and anxiety...
When the doctor injected the needle for the second time, Xiao Yu held Chi Zao's waist with one hand and held her head down with the other to ensure that she could not struggle or move much, and then whispered in her ear: "It's okay, she'll be fine soon."
"
With just such a word, the little girl in his arms calmed down.
The doctor took the opportunity to tie the needle and put some tape on it.
After waiting for a few minutes, he saw that Chi Zao was deeply asleep, without even moving or pulling off the infusion needle. Then he wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out other medicines from the medicine box and put them on the bedside table.
Go up and say to Xiao Yu: "Master Xiao, if you still have a fever after the infusion, you need to give me medicine."
Xiao Yu: "Yes, I understand."
The doctor got up and prepared to leave.
Yan Fei, who was standing aside, was stunned and asked Xiao Yu: "Sir, you don't want to stay in this position all night, do you?" Doesn't that mean half of your body is numb?
Xiao Yu glanced at him and was too lazy to answer.
Yan Fei understood the meaning of that glance - go away and mind your own business.
Yan Fei: "..."
OK.
It's him who doesn't deserve it!
Yan Fei could only leave the room with the doctor with the dog food in his mouth.
The lights in the room were turned to the dimmest level.
But the moonlight outside easily illuminated the entire room.
As the liquid in the infusion bag gradually decreases.
Xiao Yu, who was holding Chi Zao, also felt the change in her body temperature.
From the original boiling heat, the temperature gradually cooled down, and the sweat on my forehead also decreased.
Perhaps the nightmare was over, her brows slowly relaxed, and she slept more soundly.
But her back was soaked.
It's what the doctor calls constipation...
The sticky warmth spread to his chest and wetted the thin layer of his shirt.
You should help her change her clothes.
Xiao Yu thought and moved his arms, wanting to put Chi Zao on the bed first.
But this movement made her frown again, and the hand that was not infused tightly grasped the corner of his chest.
Because of unconscious force, two buttons were ripped off, revealing the skin under the shirt...
Xiao Yu: "..."
He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping face of the little girl in his arms, his eyes dark and unclear.