Ruan Xingwan walked over and touched his forehead. It was extremely hot, and his hair and pillow were wet.
Her slender eyebrows were frowning tightly. Could it be that he went to bed without blow-drying his hair last night?
Ruan Xingwan opened the curtains for ventilation and called him again: "Zhou Cishen, Zhou Cishen?
Wake up, I'll take you to the hospital."
The person on the bed didn't respond and just held her outstretched hand.
Ruan Xingwan couldn't pull out the milk despite all his efforts. I don't know why he still has so much strength despite being like this.
Looking at it like this, she couldn't take him to the hospital.
Ruan Xingwan took out his mobile phone from his bag with his other hand and dialed Lin Nan's number: "Zhou Cishen has a fever. If your meeting is over, come and take him to the hospital. I can't pull him."
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Lin Nan lowered his voice: "It may be late at night for me here. How about this? I'll ask Mr. Zhou's personal doctor to come over and ask Miss Ruan to take care of Mr. Zhou."
After saying that, Lin Nan didn't give Ruan Xingwan a chance to refuse and quickly hung up the phone.
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
When did she say she would take care of him?
Ruan Xingwan took a breath and looked at the man with a high fever on the bed. He pursed his lips, put down his phone, took out a tissue from his bag, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and murmured in a low voice: "My hair is wet."
Just sleep like this, and if you don’t catch a cold, who will?”
After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Ruan Xingwan reached into the quilt.
Sure enough, the clothes and sheets were also wet with sweat.
Ruan Xingwan called him again: "Zhou Cishen, can you get up? Go to the sofa and sleep for a while. I will change the sheets for you."
Zhou Cishen's eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes after a while.
Ruan Xingwan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Did you hear what I said?"
Zhou Cishen moved his thin lips slightly and said hoarsely: "Why are you here?"
Ruan Xingwan's expression remained unchanged and he came up with his usual excuse: "Passing by."
After a pause, she added: "The doctor will be here soon. You go and lie down on the sofa. I..."
Zhou Cishen closed his eyes again: "I have no strength."
"Aren't I pulling you? Come on, stop lying still."
Ruan Xingwan used both hands to pull him. She had never noticed before that this dog man was so heavy.
Just when she tried to pull him up with all her strength, his hand suddenly moved forward. Ruan Xingwan was unprepared and threw herself forward out of inertia, directly pressing on him.
Just as she was about to get up, Zhou Cishen's hands wrapped around her waist, leaving no space.
Ruan Xingwan gritted his teeth: "Didn't you say you have no strength?"
"What kind of strength does it take to raise your hand?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "Let go."
"I'm like this, do you have any conscience?"
"You also know that you are like this, can't you just calm down for a while?"
Zhou Cishen slowly opened his eyes, and his dark eyes met hers: "I'm afraid that you will leave as soon as I let go."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
It doesn't have to be so miserable.
She sighed softly: "I can't walk anymore, I'm just changing your sheets.
If you really don’t want to move, then forget it and ask Lin Nan to come over to you later..."
As soon as Ruan Xingwan finished speaking, she felt the hand around her waist being taken back.
She took advantage of the situation and got up. She was tired and hot after just doing so.
Zhou Cishen slowly sat up, one of his long legs slightly bent, and he whispered: "Dizziness."
Ruan Xingwan said: "Then just faint."
Just as she was about to turn around and look for sheets in the cloakroom, her wrist was held.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't leave?"
"I……"
Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with him.
Ruan Xingwan looked at him: "Can you still leave?"
"cannot."
Ruan Xingwan stretched out her hand to pull him again: "I'll help you over."
Zhou Cishen held her hand and stood up.
Ruan Xingwan breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, he put his arms around her shoulders and leaned directly against her.
Without waiting for Ruan Xingwan to say anything, Zhou Cishen said: "Thank you for your hard work, I feel dizzy just standing up."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
After finally getting Zhou Cishen to the sofa, Ruan Xingwan took off all the sheets and quilt covers in the bedroom.
She turned her head and looked at the man who was leaning on the sofa with one hand on his eyes, and gave him another set of clean clothes: "After you rest for a while, change your clothes."
Zhou Cishen hummed softly and did not move.
Ruan Xingwan didn't find spare sheets in his dressing room, so he went back next door to get a set of his own that he had bought before.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, she saw Zhou Cishen sitting on the sofa with his upper body naked, his eyes dull, looking ahead and not knowing what he was thinking.
Ruan Xingwan's temples twitched: "What kind of look are you doing?"
Zhou Cishen raised his eyes and looked at her, his voice hoarse: "I thought you had abandoned me."
Ruan Xingwan took a deep breath: "I'm going to get the sheets. You quickly put on your clothes."
Zhou Cishen frowned slightly: "Dirty."
Ruan Xingwan remembered that the dog man had a serious mysophobia. He was sweating and had not taken a shower. It would be more uncomfortable for him to just put on clean clothes than to kill him.
Ruan Xingwan was about to say something when he saw that the gauze wrapped around his right arm was already bleeding.
She turned and left without saying a word.
When he came back, he was carrying a basin.
Ruan Xingwan put the basin on the coffee table, twisted the towel and handed it to him.
Zhou Cishen glanced at it but didn't answer it, and simply closed his eyes.
Ruan Xingwan said: "Don't you think it's dirty? After wiping off the sweat and putting on clothes, don't you think the cold is not serious enough?"
"I can't lift my hand, I don't have the strength."
After that, he added, "You can do whatever you have to do, or at worst, let me fend for myself.
If you're lucky, you'll be discovered and taken to the hospital, but if you're not lucky, you'll die.
Anyway, I’m quite unlucky, my wife and son don’t care about me.”
Ruan Xingwan really wanted to throw the towel in his hand at his face.
What he did right was actually aggrieved.
Ruan Xingwan walked over, wiped his neck with a towel, and warned: "Don't move, shut up."
In the following time, Zhou Cishen did not say a word, nor did he make any hooligan moves.
Ruan Xingwan avoided the wound on her arm and wiped it roughly. She was sweating from exhaustion. She put down the towel and said, "Okay, put on your clothes."
Zhou Cishen opened his eyes: "Is this the end?"
"if not."
"Don't you need to change your pants?"
Ruan Xingwan turned his head and stared with death.
The dog man is getting more and more pushy.
Zhou Cishen accepted it as soon as he saw it was good: "I can do the rest myself."
Ruan Xingwan was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked over to change the sheets.
After she finished, Zhou Cishen also changed clothes and came over.
At this time, the doorbell rang.
Ruan Xingwan put the changed sheets and quilt covers into the washing machine: "The doctor should be here. Just lie down and I'll open the door."
Zhou Cishen looked at her back, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the corners of his lips raised without any trace.