Chapter 49 Can You Keep Your Mouth Shut Up a Little?

Zhou Zhou choked and couldn't help but glare at him: "How is that possible?"

"Why not?" Cheng Yu glanced at her pretentiously. "Look, you're glaring at me with bulging eyes after just a few words. You might pout and cry like a clown in a moment."

Zhou Zhou wanted to get angry when he saw him pretending to be serious, but he couldn't hold it back.

She bit the flesh of her cheek, trying hard to hold back her smile, but she couldn't.

Who is this person?

He speaks so weakly, yet he is still in the mood to joke.

The tit-for-tat confrontation that I had expected before coming here did not happen, but was instead resolved with a few humorous jokes.

The unpleasantness of the past few days seemed to have disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The heating in the house was turned up very high, and Zhou Zhou felt hot when he sat there, so he took off his coat.

Cheng Yu's coughing could be heard from time to time in the hall. Seeing that he was coughing very violently, Zhou Zhou found a thermos and poured him a glass of warm water.

Cheng Yu took the cup.

He drank very slowly, probably because his throat was sore. Zhou Zhou watched him sip the water, looking frail and weak, a stark contrast to his usual carefree self.

She looked around: "It's not okay to close the windows and not ventilate like this."

Cheng Yu drank some water, licked his dry lower lip with the tip of his tongue, and uttered a word: "Cold."

"You have a fever so intense, yet you're still cold?" Zhou Zhou reached out and touched his forehead again. "You've had a fever for almost two days. If you continue to have a fever, your brain will be damaged."

I put my hand under the blanket and put it on his neck, and it was also frighteningly hot.

Cheng Yu held her hand, squinted his eyes and teased lightly: "You are so sick, and you still want to flirt with me."

The hand holding hers was also burning hot, and his whole body was burning.

Beneath the heat were his trembling hands.

Zhou Zhou was startled. He took his hand and felt it carefully. He found that he was indeed shaking from time to time. He frowned and asked, "Are you shaking?"

I thought he was just a little cold, but I didn't expect him to be shivering even though the perceived temperature was so high and the indoor heating was on so high.

Cheng Yu tried to pull his hand away, but Zhou Zhou held it tightly.

Normally, he was very strong and could easily break free from her hands. But now, he was like a soft tiger, without any deterrent power at all: "Zhou Zhou, I told you to stay away from me."

Zhou Zhou didn't move, looking at him worriedly: "Go to the hospital and get an IV."

Cheng Yu curled up and didn't move: "No."

"Why?"

“So boring.”

Zhou Zhou: “…”

It's not the right time to still have this young master's temper.

She kind of regretted coming here.

It would be better for him to lose his temper and drive her away, so that she wouldn't have to stay here and serve him, a pampered young master.

Zhou Zhou really wanted to leave him here.

Seeing him curled up, he looked a little pitiful. Besides, his fever was inextricably linked to her, so she finally relented: "I'll go with you to the hospital for an IV drip, is that okay?"

Cheng Yu seemed to be surprised and a little surprised.

He stared at her for a long while before saying "oh" in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

Zhou Zhou helped him up from the sofa. Seeing him move at a snail's pace and his steps were weak, he sighed helplessly: "Tell me where your room is, and I'll go get you some clothes."

"Turn left upstairs, the one with the open door."

"Where's your ID?"

"Here." Cheng Yu pointed to the card holder on the table.

Zhou Zhou asked him to sit down and she went upstairs.

Cheng Yu sat on the sofa, feeling dizzy and drowsy.

The slippers made a rhythmic clattering sound on the wooden stairs.

He listened and turned to look at Zhou Zhou.

She walked up the spiral staircase with her back to him, the hem of her black knitted dress swaying with her steps. The half-high neckline wrapped around her slender neck, and the light shone on her, casting a soft glow on her hair.

He never expected that Zhou Zhou would come to see him.

What a cruel woman! She made him mad to death that day as if nothing had happened, and now she is concerned about his life or death.

Zhou Zhou went up to the second floor and quickly found the open door. The windows and curtains were tightly drawn, not letting in any light. The room was dead and gloomy.

Are you an owl at home during the day?

Zhou Zhou turned on the light, and the incandescent lamp instantly dispelled the darkness.

The room was very tidy, everything was neatly arranged, and there were a few boxes of medicine and a thermometer casually placed on the bedside table.

Zhou Zhou picked it up and looked at it. He found that the medicine was taken correctly.

I am usually in good health and have never had any minor illnesses or pains. But when I suddenly get sick, it comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread.

She walked into the cloakroom, took out a thick down jacket, and grabbed a scarf.

When I went downstairs, Cheng Yu was sitting at the entrance putting on his shoes.

After Zhou Zhou put on his coat, he saw that he was lazy and had no energy, so he helped him put on his coat.

She squatted in front of him and put the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around his neck: "If I don't come to see you, you're going to burn like this?"

Cheng Yu looked up at her, and saw her serious and focused eyes, her rosy lips opening and closing, her complaints mixed with concern, and his throat rolled.

I want to have a kiss with you.

His throat suddenly felt itchy, so he turned his face away and coughed a few times.

Not the time.

Zhou Zhou didn't hear him speak, so he put his hat on his head and asked again: "I'm asking you a question. If I don't come to see you, are you going to burn it like this?"

Cheng Yu hummed vaguely.

"Serves you right." Zhou Zhou said.

She opened the door, grabbed his arm and led him to the car, watching him get on the passenger seat before going around to the other side and getting in.

Just as I started the car and was about to step on the accelerator, a warning sounded from the central console that the front seat belt was not fastened.

"Fasten your seat belts." Zhou Zhou said.

Cheng Yu closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't have much strength, and my muscles hurt."

"I really owe you." Zhou Zhou was speechless and choked. He unbuckled his seatbelt and resigned himself to pulling at the straps. "I've never seen anyone so bossy. I'd rather burn you to death. The world would have one less scourge."

Cheng Yu chuckled: "Will it harm you?"

The fingers fastening the seatbelt froze: "Can you please control your mouth a little?"

"No. Zhou Zhou..." Cheng Yu paused.

"what?"

"Have you tried the hotter one?"

With a click, the seat belt was fastened. Zhou Zhou turned around abruptly and sat back in his seat, his voice more stern than ever: "Cheng Yu, you are really sick!"

Her face was reflected in the rearview mirror, and her entire ear was slightly red.

She secretly criticized Cheng Yu countless times.

When you go to the hospital later, don’t just treat your cold and fever. You should make an appointment with the dental department and let the doctor treat his mouth.

Zhou Zhou searched for nearby hospitals and followed the navigation to Changsongting.

Fortunately, the person next to him was not as energetic as usual, and he closed his eyes and took a nap after a while.

Changsongting is surrounded by complete facilities, and there is a Grade A hospital within a five-minute drive.

Today is a weekday and there are not many people registering.

Zhou Zhou asked Cheng Yu to sit down, and she took Cheng Yu's ID card to register.

She glanced at the ID card and saw that he was a year younger than she had guessed.

He had said before that he went to study in the United States ten years ago and came back four years ago. Zhou Zhou calculated based on her own age and found that he should be six years older than her.

She thought he was twenty-eight.

The photo on his ID card looked exactly like Cheng Yu now. Although he had a neat crew cut, his facial features were much younger, not as aggressive as they are now, but rather softer.

She turned it over and looked at the back. The certificate was issued nine years ago. It was a photo of him when he was eighteen years old.

Zhou Zhou held his ID card in his hand, and inexplicably thought of Cheng Yu who had queued up for registration in the same way a few days ago. He thought to himself that the two of them were really strange, accompanying each other to the hospital.

What a cycle.

After waiting for a few minutes, the person registering in front of me seemed to have encountered a problem and didn't move.

Zhou Zhou was worried that Cheng Yu was feeling uncomfortable, so he looked back at Cheng Yu not far away with concern.

With his hat still on, he put one hand in his pocket and looked down at his phone.

"It turns out that I feel better after coming out for some fresh air." Zhou Zhou thought.

She turned around and didn't notice that Cheng Yu hadn't moved his phone. The screen kept flashing, turning off and on again, and the call logs were all from the same person.

The three words "Dr. Yao" appeared prominently on the screen.

Cheng Yu looked at it for a while, then his slender fingertips passed over it and double-clicked the power button.

The call was hung up.

He found the call log and sent a text message to Dr. Yao.

——No need to come over.