Chapter 117 Can You Like Me...A Little Bit?

After being blown by the cold wind and taking two cold showers, Cen Xihuai finally caught a cold.

The first person to know that he had a cold was Xu Qingwu.

Because she likes to sleep holding something. She used to hold a doll when she was at the Shen family, but after getting married, she started holding Cen Xihuai, and then she woke up because of the heat.

It's incredible to be woken up by the heat in a constant temperature room.

It was not until she touched Cen Xihuai's hot skin and probed his forehead that she realized he had a cold. No wonder he didn't get up early to exercise today.

Could it be that the cold wind was so strong last night that the twins also caught a cold?

Xu Qingwu first went to the children's room and measured the twins' temperature with a forehead thermometer. After confirming that they were normal, she returned to the master bedroom to take Cen Xihuai's temperature.

39.5 degrees.

No, you have a high fever and need to go to the hospital.

After Xu Qingwu called Assistant Yao, she woke Cen Xihuai up.

He opened his mouth and found that his throat was very dry: "What's wrong with me?"

"You have a cold."

Cen Xihuai felt a slight pain in his head. He rubbed his temples and was about to get up: "I'm going to check on Cen Nan and Cen Bei."

Even though he was so burned, he still remembered his two little nephews. It seems that Cen Xihuai is quite responsible. Xu Qingwu stopped him: "I took their temperature, they are fine."

"Oh." Cen Xihuai thought of the debate topic that Xu Qingwu had ignored last night. "It turns out that colds have nothing to do with age."

Xu Qingwu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Who told you not to drink the ginger sugar water?"

"I don't want to drink."

"If you don't drink it, you'll catch a cold!"

Cen Xihuai didn't say anything. He got up and went to the closet to get some clothes. Seeing that he had also taken a shirt and a suit, Xu Qingwu frowned and asked, "Why are you wearing a suit to the hospital?"

"I'm going to the company."

"No, you have to go to the hospital if your temperature is 39.5."

"fine."

It's okay. If it keeps burning, you'll become a fool.

Xu Qingwu ignored him and found him a comfortable set of casual clothes from the closet: "I've called Assistant Yao, he will take you to the hospital."

"No."

"Cen Xihuai, can you be obedient?"

Xu Qingwu was a little annoyed. Why was this person still reluctant to see a doctor?

Cen Xihuai pursed her lips and said nothing. She slowed down her tone and said, "I'll take Cen Nan and Cen Bei to kindergarten, and then come to the hospital to accompany you, okay?"

As they were talking, Yao Wei called and said he had arrived. Xu Qingwu pushed him out and asked Yao Wei to take him to the hospital.

After seeing the car drive away, she went to wake the twins up and wash up.

Fortunately, the two of them were relatively worry-free today. After Xu Qingwu successfully sent them to kindergarten, she sent a message to Cen Yu. Cen Yu said that she would be back in the afternoon and she could pick up the twins from school by herself.

Cen Xihuai had already had his blood drawn and examined. He refused the injection and only asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine.

When Xu Qingwu took a taxi to the hospital, he saw him getting medicine.

"What did the doctor say?"

"It's okay, I'm going to the company."

"Can't you rest today? How about an IV drip? It will heal faster than taking medicine."

"No, go home."

Xu Qingwu couldn't persuade him and could only say yes.

Yao Wei sent Cen Xihuai to the company, and Xu Qingwu met Xie Ying when she came out after washing her hands.

After listening to Xu Qingwu, Xie Ying was very calm and comforted her calmly: "Brother Huai is very resistant to hospitals. He didn't stay in the hospital even when his fever reached 40 degrees Celsius. He still asked the family doctor to come to his home."

"Why?"

"Aunt Zhu...Brother Huai's mother, was previously hospitalized for a long time due to depression..."

"I see. Thank you."

"It's okay, sister-in-law, don't worry, Brother Huai is in good health."

Xu Qingwu returned home alone, feeling a little absent-minded.

When she was sick before, Cen Xihuai had always been by her side, but it was obvious that he didn't even want to go to the hospital when he was sick.

Old Madam Cen also said that she was not nice to Cen Xihuai when he was a child. How bad was she to him that made him hate the hospital so much?

She had no way of knowing what happened in the past.

But she had promised at the wedding to be good to Cen Xihuai, and she always kept it in mind.

She went to the supermarket to buy a black chicken and asked Yang Ma to teach her how to make chicken soup.

She simmered it in a purple clay pot for several hours and brought it to Cen Xihuai at noon.

This was her first time at Cenjing headquarters.

Unexpectedly, the front desk recognized her and called Assistant Yao to pick her up upstairs.

When Xu Qingwu arrived, Cen Xihuai was in a meeting.

There were no blinds in the conference room, and Cen Xihuai's face could be seen through the glass. He was wearing a mask and gold-rimmed glasses, and his exposed eyes were rigorous and cold.

Cen Xihuai pushed the door open with a serious expression on his face and a frown on his face. The moment he saw Xu Qingwu sitting on the sofa, he was stunned, but quickly returned to normal, except that his eyes became much gentler.

"Why are you here?"

"Ding ding ding ding, I'm here to bring you some loving chicken soup." Xu Qingwu said as he opened the lid of the thermos.

"Did Yang Ma do it?"

"What? Can't I just do it myself?"

"I'm sorry, I heard you're not a good cook."

"Actually, Yang Ma taught me how to do it."

"Hard work, ma'am."

Xu Qingwu served him a bowl and looked at him expectantly. Cen Xihuai took off his mask, took a sip, and praised it as delicious.

He put on his mask again: "You go home first, I still have work to do."

"Okay, remember to drink the chicken soup, and remember to take your medicine."

"Know."

Cen Xihuai asked Yao Wei to send Xu Qingwu downstairs. Only after the person left did he take off his mask and slowly drink the soup.

He used to hate being sick, as a dull brain and unwell body made him depressed, but now he thinks it's good to be sick occasionally, as he can even drink the soup cooked by his wife herself.

A little salty though.

But it’s okay, just drink more water.

As soon as Xu Qingwu returned home, she received a WeChat message from Cen Xihuai, which was a picture of an empty thermos.

It's quite respectful.

Xu Qingwu was in a good mood. She thought that maybe she had some talent in cooking and could try something else next time.

Even when he was sick, Cen Xihuai was very diligent and did not leave early. He went home after get off work and wore a black mask and was unwilling to take it off.

Fever can easily affect appetite, so he drank some sick porridge and then took the medicine with water.

"I'll sleep in the second bedroom tonight to avoid infecting you."

"Sleep in the master bedroom so I can take care of you."

"Need not."

Cen Xihuai went upstairs, got his pillow from the master bedroom, and returned to the second bedroom to take a shower and rest.

In the middle of the night, Xu Qingwu was worried and wanted to go over to take his temperature, but the door was locked.

He is already sick, could she still have bad intentions towards him?

Is it really necessary to be so wary of her? !

Xu Qingwu is sometimes a little stubborn, the kind of person who will do something even if you don't let him do it.

She remembered that there was a key to the door, so she found it, opened the door and went in.

Cen Xihuai's brows were tightly furrowed, his hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, his face was unnaturally red, and even his breath was hot.

"Cen Xihuai!"

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and there seemed to be a layer of fog in his eyes, showing a rare sense of vulnerability.

Xu Qingwu reached out to touch his forehead, and sure enough, it was so hot that you could fry an egg in it. She thought of getting him a basin of water and trying to cool him down physically.

His wrist was grabbed and he seemed to be mumbling something.

Xu Qingwu couldn't hear clearly, she only vaguely heard him calling "Mom", so she leaned closer to listen.

His voice was extremely hoarse, and his breath was so hot that it almost burned her ears. Then she heard him say -

"Can you like me... a little bit?"

It's over, Cen Xihuai was confused and seemed to think she was his mother...