Wen Sheng pushed the dazed man, and his soft voice contained a hint of impatient urgency, "Fu Yanlin, you have a fever. Get up, and I will take you back to the B&B. You have to go back to the hospital as soon as possible." ”
Fu Yanlin opened his eyelids and nodded cooperatively, "Yeah."
"Get up and I'll help you walk."
"Well..."
Fortunately, Wen Sheng was tall, so Fu Yanlin stood up and put a hand on her shoulder to walk, which was not too strenuous. They didn't walk very far, and they returned to the B&B in just over ten minutes.
Wen Sheng rested him on the sofa at the bar and asked the waiter to borrow an ear thermometer to measure his temperature. Good guy, as expected, it was 40 degrees Celsius, which is considered a high fever.
Wen Sheng asked the people at the B&B to send him to a nearby health center for injections and infusions, but they said that the nearest hospital was in the town, a ten-kilometer drive away, and they had few employees, so most of them went to the activities, leaving one person behind. The front desk has to look after the store, and the people in the kitchen have to prepare dinner, so it’s impossible to leave.
But they can lend Wen Sheng the car keys if she can drive.
Wen Sheng frowned and called Shen Guannan, but no one listened to Shen Guannan's phone. He probably put his phone aside during the event.
So does Meng Wei.
Wen Sheng had no choice but to ask Fu Yanlin, "Where are the other people from Chang Jing?"
Fu Yanlin said weakly, "You can contact Steven."
"Give me your mobile phone."
Fu Yanlin obediently picked up the phone and said, "Unlock password 0125."
When Wen Sheng heard this string of numbers, his face became slightly sick.
0125, that's her birthday.
When did Fu Yanlin set it up?
Wen Sheng pursed her lips, turned sideways and entered the lock screen password, and the phone was successfully opened.
Fu Yanlin uses a smartphone developed by Linyun Technology. It is very popular on the market, but it is difficult to buy. Generally, only industry leaders can order it.
Wen Sheng looked for Steven's phone number in the address book, but couldn't find it after swiping around.
At this time, a sudden burst of heat came from her side. Fu Yanlin stood beside her, his arm stretched out from her shoulder, and his long and sharp fingers fell on the screen. His warm breath touched his ears as he spoke. There was a numbness on the neck, "Steven's Chinese name is Liang Yundu."
Wen Sheng was shuddered by the warm electric current.
She suddenly remembered that when the two of them were affectionate in the past, he loved to hold her from behind and talk with his lips on her neck, which made her feel unbearable.
Wen Sheng suspected that he did it on purpose now, but the next second, Fu Yanlin left immediately and sat back on the sofa calmly, closing his eyes as if he was weak.
Wen Sheng thought he was overthinking again.
How can he still have that kind of thoughts when he looks like he's having a high fever?
Maybe she is too sensitive.
Thinking of this, Wen Sheng withdrew his eyes and turned around to listen to the call with his back.
If she had eyes behind her, she might be able to see the slight smile on Fu Yanlin's lips.
He really did it on purpose.
After three calls, no one answered. I put my phone aside when I came to Liang Yundu to pick persimmons.
After thinking for a few seconds, Wen Sheng called Shen Guannan and Meng Wei again. Fu Yanlin was their important partner and they had to take responsibility.
But good guys, no one is answering their phone calls.
Wen Sheng is a little anxious.
She turned around and saw Fu Yanlin frowning in discomfort, occasionally coughing, and his red face was particularly festive. The girl at the front desk shrugged helplessly, "How about I lend you my car? He needs to go to the hospital for injections like this. Water."
Wen Sheng couldn't help but frown.
How do you say you are sick?
Last night, he climbed up the window to bully her. Just a moment ago, he was acting like a hooligan in the vegetable field. The next second, he turned into a male version of Lin Daiyu and had a fever when he said he had a fever?
Wen Sheng suspected that he was just here to touch porcelain and pretend to be pitiful!
But he was still his savior last night. If it weren't for him, he might have been bullied by Song Zeyuan last night.
Forget it, just thank him for his "life-saving grace".
Wen Sheng took the key, helped Fu Yanlin get into the car, and followed the route given by the girl at the front desk to the hospital in the town.
Although Wen Sheng doesn't have a car, he occasionally helps Zhu Qingjia drive after getting his driver's license, and he also drives a few times at work.
However, it is indeed the first time to drive a van.
The mountain road was difficult to walk, so Wen Sheng concentrated on looking at the road. Her beautiful eyebrows came together and she stared at the road intently. Her serious look suddenly reminded Fu Yanlin of his high school year - the first time he met Wen Sheng. look like.
That year, Wen Sheng skipped a grade and transferred to Class 29. She was a flower on the mountain. She never spent time with other people in her class. She was always immersed in her mountains of books and sea of topics, just like a reading machine.
Fu Yanlin looked at her sideways from his seat in the last row countless times. At that time, he thought that Wen Sheng must have a bad brain. He was forced to study every day by his family and could not make friends, so he was so miserable that he only knew how to do questions. Do the questions and do the questions - just like now, frowning and looking straight at one place, staring intently.
If she hadn't introduced herself as Wen Sheng on the first day she transferred to another school, Fu Yanlin would have thought she was mute.
The first time his heart moved was on a sunny afternoon.
Fu Yanlin boredly crumpled a ball of draft paper and threw it at Wen Sheng. He wanted to see if this idiot had lost his mind. He still had to do the questions after he couldn't solve them. The whole class was making jokes and making fools of themselves. What was she pretending to do here?
Effort?
But after throwing away three wads of scrap paper, Wen Sheng didn't look back - Fu Yanlin thought she was pretending to be stupid, for fear of offending him, the school bully who the whole class didn't dare to offend. In fact, Wen Sheng was really unaware.
This easily aroused Fu Yanlin's desire to conquer, so he crumpled up a larger ball of draft paper and smashed it directly on the side of Wen Sheng's face. Then, the ball of paper fell on the National Olympiad Mathematics Competition test paper in front of Wen Sheng.
Up.
Wen Sheng finally turned around and looked at Fu Yanlin in the direction from which the paper ball flew.
Fu Yanlin will never forget that look - that early autumn afternoon, Wen Sheng turned around and looked at him with clear and bright deer eyes without a trace of emotion and a hint of impurity. In an instant, his long eyelashes were smudged by the sunlight.
Her golden-yellow, fair cheeks are somewhat translucent due to light transmission, her small lips are lightly pursed, and her lip peaks are plump and shiny, with a soft peach color.
It was at that glance that the young Fu Yanlin was completely devastated.
When he was stunned and his heart was beating, Wen Sheng picked up the piece of scrap paper, walked to his desk, and said lightly, "Classmate, are you looking for me for something?"
Wen Sheng never thought that Fu Yanlin was "bullying" her, she simply thought he was calling her!
Fu Yanlin felt ashamed of his behavior, ashamed and extremely regretful - he wanted to find a hole in the ground to burrow down, why did he throw the paper ball at her?
He was speechless when facing someone for the first time, panicked, clutched the ball of scratch paper and left the classroom with the basketball in his arms.
Fu Yanlin pulled away from his memories. At this time, he thought to himself that it would be good if this road had no end. In this way, he could go all the way with Wen Sheng.