Grandma went downstairs with peace of mind. Shi Mingwei carefully walked into Ling Xiaowei's boudoir, moved a stool and sat beside her bed, looking at Ling Xiaowei's face. He saw that her face was red, her eyes were closed tightly, and her eyes were long.
Her eyelashes were like small fans, covering her lower eyelids, shaking from time to time, as if she was sleeping uneasily.
"Xiaowei, Xiaowei!" Shi Mingwei shouted softly. He heard that excessive fever could burn out the brain.
He took the towel off Ling Xiaowei's forehead and moved it in another direction, then touched her forehead, which was still very hot.
"Yeah! I'm so hot!" Ling Xiaowei responded. She felt very uncomfortable and her body felt like it was on fire. She started kicking the quilt restlessly with her hands and feet.
The quilt that was originally well covered was suddenly kicked away by her, and most of her body was exposed. Shi Mingwei hurriedly pulled the quilt for her, but he could not compare with Ling Xiaowei's kick.
Pulling the covers one by one, Shi Mingwei suddenly felt as if he had touched something he shouldn't touch and saw something he shouldn't see. Although Ling Xiaowei was wearing autumn clothes and long trousers, they were light pink and light.
It's a little tight-fitting, and it outlines the girl's newly grown and exquisite figure, as well as the gently undulating mountains on her chest.
Shi Mingwei's heartbeat accelerated, and his face became congested with blood. It reached his ears, and his earlobes looked like they were dripping with blood. He took several steps back in shock, his eyes were nowhere to be seen, his throat was tight, and then he felt that this was not the case.
OK, pull up the quilt and wrap Ling Xiaowei tightly.
Put his hands on both sides of her shoulders.
Ling Xiaowei is still dishonest and still wants to kick the quilt.
"Don't move!" Shi Mingwei growled.
Perhaps this sound was so coercive that Ling Xiaowei stopped moving. She mumbled in a daze, "Hot!"
"Xiaowei, just cover it for a while and you'll be fine." Shi Mingwei felt that he might have been too cruel just now, and felt a little regretful, so he coaxed softly.
"Yeah!" Ling Xiaowei responded in a daze, and stayed still.
Shi Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief, tucked in the quilt, sat back on the stool, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped his forehead. He was sweating. He had a towel in his hand, and he couldn't help but want to wipe it on himself.
Wiping sweat, but thinking about it, it was used to cool down Xiaowei. If he used it, wouldn't it be dirty?
He wiped Ling Xiaowei's red face with a towel, and then put the towel on her forehead. Seeing that her face was not so red anymore, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he began to feel uncomfortable in various ways, and his eyes didn't know where to go.
Wherever I fall, my body is getting hotter and hotter.
Forget it, let's go out and take a breath.
After wandering outside the door for a while, I heard movement downstairs. Zhang Cuifen had returned from buying medicine.
In the small house, grandma took the two children back to the main room and brought a pot of boiling water.
"How is Xiaowei?" Zhang Cuifen asked with concern.
"He's asleep in the room. I'll let Xiaowei watch. You go up and give the medicine to the child." Grandma urged.
After a while, Zhang Cuifen went upstairs with a water bottle. When she saw Shi Mingwei standing at the door, she felt that this child was quite sensible and knew how to avoid suspicion.
"How is Xiaowei?"
"She's very good and well-behaved." Shi Mingwei pointed to the room, glanced briefly, and his face changed slightly. Why did she lift the quilt again? "She doesn't seem to be very well-behaved." Shi Mingwei said with a smile.
Zhang Cuifen entered the room with confusion. When she saw Ling Xiaowei's quilt, she shook her head helplessly. This child is really not honest when sleeping! What should I do if he keeps freezing like this?
She hurriedly entered the room, tucked in the quilt, and stuffed the thermometer she bought into Ling Xiaowei's creaky nest. Then she poured water into cups and basins, waited for the water to cool down, and wiped her with a towel.
Rub your head and neck.
The most important thing about heat generation is heat dissipation. Zhang Cuifen pulled the quilt down and it was not covered tightly.
Then he started to wake Xiaowei up, "Xiaowei, wake up, take medicine."
Ling Xiaowei was in a deep sleep. When she suddenly heard the word "take medicine," she frowned. She didn't want to take medicine!
"No!" She refused hoarsely.
Zhang Cuifen was in a dilemma. If it had been obvious, she would have picked her up and given her medicine. But this was Xiaowei, not her biological child. She didn't dare to do this. It would only take a moment to ruin the relationship.
"Xiaowei, if you don't take medicine, your fever won't go down! Take some medicine quickly. After taking the medicine, we can have a good sleep and be fine!" Zhang Cuifen coaxed patiently.
Ling Xiaowei remained motionless and silent, with an expression of rejection on her face.
Shi Mingwei poked his head in and asked, "She doesn't take medicine?"
"Hey, children are afraid of taking medicine! How can it be better if you don't take medicine!" Zhang Cuifen muttered, then took out the thermometer, raised it and looked at it, and was shocked when she saw the scale, "It's so high!"
"How much?" Shi Mingwei took the thermometer and looked at the scale on it. It was 39 degrees!
Although he had never studied medicine, he still had this common sense. He immediately became anxious, rushed into the room, and said to Zhang Cuifen: "Aunt Zhang, give her some medicine. I'll hold her up!"
Zhang Cuifen was slightly startled and nodded, "Okay!" After saying that, she began to crush the pills, put them in a spoon, mixed them with a little water, blew them to cool, and nodded to Shi Mingwei: "Okay.
, you help her up, and I'll give her medicine."
"Okay!" Shi Mingwei was suddenly startled, stopped his movements, and said to Zhang Cuifen: "Aunt Zhang, you'd better help her, and I'll give her the medicine."
"Okay, I'll do it." Zhang Cuifen gave the spoon to Shi Mingwei. She sat on the bedside, picked up Ling Xiaowei, and let Ling Xiaowei lie in her arms.
Why is this kid so thin? He doesn't even have a few ounces of meat on his body.
Ling Xiaowei opened her eyes slightly at this time, feeling hazy and confused, with an ominous premonition. She shook her head and wanted to say, I will take the medicine myself, but my throat hurts and I am very mute, so I can’t say no.
Speak up.
The next second, a cold spoon was stuffed into her mouth, and then a mouthful of very bitter concoction was poured into her mouth.
It was so painful that she wanted to jump up and curse! It was so painful! Her mouth was held down, maybe because she was afraid that she would spit it out!
She really wanted to vomit, but her mouth was pressed and she couldn't vomit out, so she could only swallow it in her stomach!
Who, who gave her the medicine? Ling Xiaowei got angry in agony, her face wrinkled, and she shed some tears without any spine.
"Okay, Aunt Zhang, drink it all." Shi Mingwei said happily.
As long as you take the medicine, you'll be fine!
But seeing Ling Xiaowei's wrinkled face and tears in the corners of her eyes, Shi Mingwei suddenly panicked, "What's wrong with her? It's like she drank poison."
"This is bitter, give her some water quickly." Zhang Cuifen said.
Shi Mingwei understood. Yes, give him some water. Shi Mingwei picked up the cup and used the medicine spoon to feed Ling Xiaowei some water. The more she drank, the more bitter it became.
Ling Xiaowei was so angry that she was so angry that she was so burned that she could only let others slaughter her. But she silently recorded in her heart, Shi Mingwei, wait!
