Chapter 504 Care

"Something's probably happened!" Shen Yanming said, and then he decisively opened the door.

Originally he thought Zhang Heping would lock the door or something, but he didn't expect that he trusted him so much that he just closed the door when he went to sleep.

Since it was not locked, he naturally did not need to search for the key in the space. It really saved time.

However, Shen Yanming didn't know what the scene was like in the bedroom, so he didn't let Qiao An in.

Bi Qiaoan was also worried that there was a naked man sleeping in the bedroom, so she quickly left the place, went to the kitchen to boil a kettle of hot water, and then went to the bathroom to pour a basin of warm water.

The hot water in the kitchen was made of spiritual spring water that Bi Qiaoan had specially boiled because she was worried that Zhang Heping would drink it. As for the water in the bathroom, it was warm water that came directly from the water heater because it was used to wash the babies' butts.

Originally, cleaning up poop and changing diapers were all done by her husband, Shen. But now there is a sick person at home, so she has to take care of the baby.

Fortunately, during the few days she stayed in the hospital, although she had few opportunities to practice, she did try. She washed the two babies' butts in a clumsy way, changed their diapers, and fed them milk.

After gently patting the babies out of the burps and coaxing them to sleep, Bi Qiaoan put on his clothes and walked out of the master bedroom to see what was going on.

As soon as she went out, she smelled the slightly pungent smell of Chinese medicine. Needless to say, this must be the Chinese medicine that Shen Yanming prepared to reduce fever and boiled in the kitchen. Moreover, there was no sound of the kettle, which seemed to indicate that the water was already boiled. I just don't know if he took it to the guest bedroom.

She stood there and glanced towards the kitchen, and when she saw no one, she knew that Shen Yanming was taking care of Zhang Heping.

When he walked to the guest bedroom door, he saw that it was closed, so he knocked gently.

Shen Yanming didn't say anything, he just stood up, opened the door, and welcomed Bi Qiaoan in.

"He has a fever. I just took it. It's 38.9 degrees Celsius." Shen Yanming said, then glanced at Bi Qiaoan and asked, "How is the baby? Is he ready?"

"Well, he's full and fell asleep." Bi Qiaoan looked at Zhang Heping, who was pale, frowning and whimpering from time to time, and said with some regret: "Shouldn't I have let him eat that piece of cake? It's been left out for so long, it should have gone bad, right?"

Shen Yanming shook his head: "It's not the cake's fault, it should be the sequelae of the accident during the day. Look, his whole state is showing a kind of panic, and he even shouted "no" and "sorry" twice.

I guess, even though he was laughing and joking during the day and looked fine, he must have had a trauma in his heart. "

After listening to his analysis, Bi Qiaoan felt that it made a lot of sense. He looked at Zhang Heping with a hint of sympathy and apology.

"Psychological trauma is a lifelong thing. If he can't get over it, he may not even be able to drive in the future. It's because of us that he suffered this disaster." After Bi Qiaoan finished speaking, he looked at Shen Yanming, wanting to know if he had any way to comfort the person in front of him.

Shen Yanming frowned and sighed, "I don't understand this either. Tomorrow, I will ask Li Gangtie to see if there is a good psychological counselor in the team. Let's ask someone to help."

"Well, it's good to leave professional matters to professionals," said Bi Qiaoan.

"Okay, go back and rest, leave this to me. The medicine is being boiled in the kitchen, and the temperature should drop when he finishes drinking it." After Shen Yanming finished speaking, he hugged Bi Qiaoan and went back to the master bedroom. He watched her go back to bed and lie down, and only went back to the guest bedroom after she fell asleep.

He picked up the plastic basin on the bedside table and went into the bathroom to get some warm water. Then he added some spiritual spring water from the space, put the towel in, and took it back to the guest bedroom.

Lifting the quilt and twisting the towel, Shen Yanming scrubbed Zhang Heping's upper body in an attempt to cool him down physically.

In fact, he could also use wine, but he always felt that using spiritual spring water should be able to nourish his body.

When the water in the basin had cooled down, Shen Yanming poured it out, washed the towel and put it in place, then returned to the living room, took the teacup that was drying on the dining table, half-hugged Zhang Heping and drank it.

After drinking the spiritual spring water, Zhang Heping's complexion regained its rosy color visibly.

Shen Yanming took his temperature again, 37.9℃, not as dangerous as before. He breathed a sigh of relief and got up and went back to the kitchen.

The Chinese medicine in the kitchen already smelled very strong. Although Shen Yanming chose the least bitter prescription, the herbs were all grown in space, so the effect was naturally just right. Then the bitter taste was inevitable.

He squeezed out the medicine soup, leaving only the residue at the bottom of the pot. He didn't throw it away because if Zhang Heping's fever recurred tomorrow, the residue could be boiled again. It would be a waste to throw it away now.

Well, Old Shen, who owns a whole space of medicinal fields, is still very good at budgeting. People who don't know him would think he is very stingy.

When the medicine soup was almost cool, Shen Yanming took it back to the guest bedroom and told Zhang Heping to get up and drink the medicine.

Because he had drunk spiritual spring water before and had been physically cooled down, although he felt very uncomfortable physically, his consciousness had recovered a lot.

Zhang Heping half leaned against the bedside, frowning as he smelled the choking medicine. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Old Shen, don't you have any western medicine at home? Give me two pills of antipyretic medicine, won't it be more effective than this?"

Chen Yan rolled his eyes and said, "It's just this Chinese medicine, drink it if you want!"

Zhang Heping was not angry, but he just couldn't bring himself to eat.

Seeing his buddy's sad face, he couldn't bear it and explained: "This prescription not only has the effect of reducing fever, but also has the effects of calming the nerves and regulating the body. If it weren't for its goodness, would I have gone to the trouble of getting it for you?"

"Oh, oh!" Zhang Heping had no doubt about the truthfulness of his words. After knowing that it was not intentional to make fun of him, he pinched his nose, tilted his head back, and drank the medicine.

This medicine soup looked black and didn't smell very good. He had already prepared it as best he could, but it was so bitter.

As it turned out, although the medicine was bitter, it was only bitter melon with water in it, so he could still accept it.

After drinking the medicine, Zhang Heping saw that Shen Yanming was about to leave, so he quickly asked, "Are there any candies or preserves? In TV dramas, after the heroine drinks the medicine, doesn't the hero feed her a candied fruit?"

Chen Yanming was so upset that he thought, "You are not a woman, and I am not your type." Then he left.

Zhang Heping's eyes were full of disappointment. He curled his lips and lay back on the bed, ready to go to sleep.

But who knew that before he fell asleep, Shen Yanming came back again.

He was holding a fruit plate in his hand, which contained a lot of dried fruits, as well as some packaged candies, candied fruits and chocolates without production dates.

The best thing was that there were two small cakes, which made Zhang Heping smile from ear to ear.