They grew up together and she loved him for so many years!
Fu Yanye pressed her lips against hers for a while, then helped her up, held her face with both hands, pressed his forehead against hers, and suddenly frowned: "Do you have a fever?"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
She just felt hot all over and had no strength.
She thought she was scared by him.
Her legs even felt weak!
Of course, she didn't dare to say it!
Fu Yanye pressed her forehead several times, then picked her up from the ground: "Where will you sleep tonight?"
Zhuo Jian just looked at him with dull eyes, a little confused as to what year it was.
Fu Yanye carried her back to the bedroom and put her on the bed. He ignored the pain in his forehead and comforted her: "Lie down and don't move. I'll go find the thermometer."
"In the cupboard above the kitchen."
Zhuo Jian reminded subconsciously.
Fu Yanye looked at her deeply again, and he didn't leave until she just stayed there and stopped talking.
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, looks like this, doesn't it look like something is wrong?
Just be fine!
If nothing happens, he can't rely on her!
But......
She actually had a fever, thirty-nine degrees two.
She said she shouldn't be so timid!
Fu Yanye stared at her unhappily: "Why was I the one who got hit, but you were the one who got sick?"
"Big, it's probably punishment! I shouldn't punish you privately!"
Zhuo Jian's eyes moved and he gave an explanation in a low voice.
"That's not necessary!"
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes again. Every time she was looked at by him, she felt a little nervous.
But Fu Yanye still looked at her straightly: "I'll prepare breakfast. After eating, I'll drink medicine. If it doesn't work, I'll take the injection."
"You don't need to prepare it, right? There is bread in the refrigerator, I can just eat some."
Zhuo Jian said.
"What? Are you afraid of my hard work?"
"I think you are quite busy too. I just have a fever, so you don't have to worry about me! Go and do your work!"
"So you want to drive me away!"
Fu Yanye glanced at her with a faint look, feeling very angry.
Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, she would still want to let him leave.
Zhuo Jian thought, since you know what I mean, you should leave!
Fu Yanye went out at night, and Zhuo Jian was lying on the bed, staring blankly.
Because it lasted so long, she didn't hear the sound of her door being opened or closed even with her perked ears.
But later, a sound came from the kitchen.
Zhuo Jian knew that he was cooking again.
In fact, since his head was smashed like that, she didn't want to drive him away, and she was too embarrassed to ask him to help cook.
but......
Zhuo Jian picked up her cell phone and made a call: "Pingping, can you come to my house?"
——
Fu Yanye prepared breakfast and was just about to call her when he heard a knock on the door.
Ouyang Ping stood at the door. When the door was opened from the inside, she saw Fu Yanye. Her eyelashes trembled and she asked stupidly: "Mr. Fu! Okay!"
"Looking for Ah Jian?"
"Uh! Yeah!"
Ouyang Ping thought to herself, Zhuo Jian, you are harming me!
"She has a fever and is in the bedroom."
Fu Yanye said.
"okay."
Ouyang Ping ran to Zhuo Jian's bedroom and saw Zhuo Jian lying on the bed looking at her mobile phone. She closed the door and immediately rushed over and whispered, "You didn't tell me that Fu Yanye was here."
"I'm afraid you won't come if I tell you. Can you help me drive him away?"
"Humph, I knew you were going to harm me!"
Ouyang Ping looked like she was about to cry.
"Please!"
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to ask.
Ouyang Ping thought to herself that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and said: "Then I will go out and meet him."