Chapter 382 My kidneys are weak, and my whole body is weak
An Qi raised Feng Jiuci's arm with one hand, held the thermometer through the hem of his sweater with the other, and placed the thermometer under his armpit.
Then.
She quickly retracted her hand.
The movement was too big, and her fingertips accidentally scratched Feng Jiuci's abdomen.
"Um……"
The movement was like the gentle stroke of a feather, and Feng Jiuci felt numb all over. He immediately arched his body and let out a sexy and unbearable muffled sound from his throat.
An Qi was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong? You don't have any wounds on your body."
Feng Jiuci didn't dare to tell the truth. He pulled a pillow and placed it on the top of his thigh to cover some changes in his body. He shouted guiltily, "Your hands are like ice cubes. I was already so cold. Yours
When his hand touched my skin, of course I shivered with cold."
An Qi was a little confused.
She touched her hands and they were not cold either.
Could it be that Feng Jiuci had a fever and her body temperature was too high, so her hands felt cold?
An Qi looked at Feng Jiuci and found that his cheekbones were starting to turn red.
"Are you okay? If not, I'll take you to the hospital."
"Not going."
"Brother, you are sick. Why are you so old and afraid of injections and medicine?"
"I have no strength and don't want to move."
"..."
An Qi was simply convinced.
This is twenty-eight, or eight years old.
Even if an eight-year-old child is sick, he should go to the hospital and see a doctor.
never mind.
Let's wait until the temperature is taken.
An Qi sat next to Feng Jiuci with her cell phone and waited. Five minutes later, she took out the thermometer and looked at the light, "Thirty-eight degrees five."
"oh."
"The temperature is a bit high. It's better to go to the hospital."
"don't want."
He didn't dare to move at all now, for fear that if the pillow fell off, An Qi would see him and call him a hooligan.
"Feng Jiuci, why are you so stubborn?"
Feng Jiuci looked at her faintly, "Do you want to throw me into the hospital because you don't want to take care of me? An Xiaoqi, you are so heartless. If you really find it troublesome to take care of me, just send me home."
Already."
When people are sick, they don’t even understand the truth?
An Qi was not angry, "When you go home, someone will take care of you?"
"No."
Feng Jiuci had a headache. He held his head and said, "My brother and Jiang Jiang are both in the hospital. Mother Zhang has to take care of Yangyang and Tangtang by herself. I can't stay with them even if I'm sick."
Children are prone to getting sick, what should we do if we infect them?"
"Then you go home, what will you do if you are alone at home?"
Listen to what she said.
Feng Jiuci thought An Qi was really going to send him back, so he said angrily, "Fend for yourself!"
"..."
Without saying anything, An Qi put on her coat, took the key and opened the door.
"Hey, you really want to send me home." Feng Jiuci yelled, "An Xiaoqi, do you have any conscience? Are we friends? People go to great lengths for their friends. I don't expect you to do it for me."
I inserted the knife, but you can't take advantage of someone's illness to kill someone. If you send me back at this time, if I die at home, can you take the responsibility?"
"Thirty-eight degrees five, you can't pass."
"Can……"
An Qi interrupted him, "Who said I was going to take you home? Go downstairs to buy you medicine!"
"That's pretty much it."
An Qi asked him while changing her shoes, "Besides the fever, do you have any other discomforts? Tell me quickly."
"It's still cold, I have a headache, and I feel exhausted all over."
"Okay, just wait."
boom!
The door is closed.
Feng Jiuci really had no strength, but he was too cold.
He threw away the pillow, stood up on the sofa, and slowly moved to Angel's room. He turned on the light. Angel's room was very warmly decorated, and the four-piece set on the bed was also warm orange.
Feng Jiuci didn't hesitate, took off his shoes, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.
"Well……"
It feels much warmer when wrapped in a quilt.
Feng Jiuci wrapped himself tightly, and he smelled the fragrance coming from the quilt. It was so beautiful. If he hadn't been sick, how could he have been treated like this.
Even though it was uncomfortable, Feng Jiuci still felt it was worth it.
Feng Jiuci shivered while wrapped in a quilt, "Hey hey hey, this disease came at the perfect time."
…
"Feng Jiu Ci, Feng Jiu Ci?"
Feng Jiuci weakly responded, "I'm here."
"..."
An Qi held a bag of medicine in her hand and trotted all the way to the bedroom door. When she saw Feng Jiuci lying on her bed wrapped in a quilt, An Qi felt as if her territory was being invaded by others.
"Why did you fall asleep on my bed?"
"I am cold."
Feng Jiuci said aggrievedly, "You don't have any other rooms here."
"..."
An Qi can't defeat him.
She walked into the room with the medicine and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
"No." Feng Jiuci's voice was a little hollow, "It's even colder."
An Qi probed his head.
It does seem to be hotter than before.
She didn't care about the awkwardness anymore, put the pillow behind his back, and helped him up. Feng Jiuci hummed, and as soon as he sat up, he immediately took out the quilt and wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis.
"Wait a minute, I'll get you a glass of water."
"Um."
An Qi quickly brought a glass of water in. She took out the medicine and put it in her palm. Seeing Feng Jiuci's eyes closed, she sat on the edge of the bed and called him, "Feng Jiuci, take the medicine."
"I don't have the strength...feed me."
An Qi's eyes were suspicious, "Feng Jiuci, you're not lying to me, are you? I've also had a cold and a fever myself, and I'm not exaggerating like you at all."
"My kidneys are weak and my whole body is weak!"
"..."
Just now she said he was lying, but he still refused to admit it and threatened her not to tell her.
Why do you admit it so readily now?
"Okay, I'll feed you, just open your mouth."
Feng Jiuci obediently opened his mouth, and An Qi stuffed all the medicine in his mouth into his mouth. Feng Jiuci shivered in pain, and he trembled all over. He quickly snatched the water glass from An Qi's hand and drank a few sips of water.
Only then did he suppress the bitterness in his mouth.
An Qi stared at him, "Aren't you weak?"
"I feel like I can do it again now."
"Can I leave?"
Feng Jiuci thrust the cup into her hand, leaned against the bed and became a weak patient again. He was dying and said, "I will definitely not be able to walk..."
"..."
An Qi almost laughed out of anger at him.
never mind.
Who makes him a patient?
Don't argue with him.
"Okay, you lie down and rest for a while." An Qi didn't plan to send Feng Jiuci back. He was sick at home, so she didn't worry, "You have a sleep, I'll watch over you, talk ahead.
, if the fever does not go away, you will have to go to the hospital soon."
"good."
Feng Jiuci grinned.
He knew that An Xiaoqi would not be so cruel to him.
Feng Jiuci lay down with peace of mind.
His head was dizzy, but he didn't want to sleep. He patted the edge of the bed and asked An Qi to sit down. "An Xiaoqi, let's talk."
"What to talk about?"
"Just chat." Feng Jiuci asked, "Lin Jiayi hasn't given you any trouble lately, has she?"
"No."
"Oh, how have you been studying lately?"
"Shun."
"What about life?"
"Good."
"..."
Feng Jiuci, a socially awesome person, was left speechless by An Qi.