Shen Shuyi fell off a cliff while filming. In order to be reborn, she accepted the mission of helping heirless bosses in various small worlds to continue their bloodline by having children with the...
Han Yu entered Shen Shuyi's home using the password, and when he opened the door, he saw a sleeping person with red cheeks.
He raised his hand and placed it against her forehead, which was even hotter than before.
I have a fever.
Shen Shuyi felt someone coming in, and she opened her eyes dazedly.
"Brother Yu..."
Han Yu's eyes were gloomy. "You have a fever. I'll take you to the hospital."
"No, I want to sleep."
Han Yu didn't listen to her. He helped the man up and sat him down, then asked, "Where is the medicine box?"
Shen Shuyi mentioned a place, and he quickly came back with a medicine box.
Han Yu took out the thermometer and took a temperature. "38.5℃, I need to take antipyretics."
"Take medicine, take medicine. I don't want to go to the hospital for an IV drip." Shen Shuyi was very confident. "I am a doctor. I know my physical condition."
Han Yu laughed angrily, "If you knew the situation, you should have known that you were going to have a fever."
He called the family doctor.
Shen Shuyi leaned against the head of the bed, weakly, "Brother Yu, I don't want an IV drip, I'm afraid of the pain..."
The family doctor came quickly and was busy with blood tests and other things.
Shen Shuyi expressed his thoughts, “I’ll be fine after taking medicine.”
"The symptoms are very mild, and oral medications are digested and absorbed, so they take effect more slowly but are safer. Infusions directly enter the bloodstream, so although they take effect more quickly, they are more suitable for severe infections, dehydration, or situations where oral medication is not an option."
The doctor laughed when he heard this. "As expected of a medical student, you understand the details very well. In your case, you can indeed take oral antipyretics."
Shen Shuyi looked at Han Yu and said, “Brother Yu, the doctor said it.”
Han Yu nodded, poured a glass of water, and gave her the pills.
Shen Shuyi took the medicine obediently, and the doctor left. Han Yu sat in front of the bed and asked her, "Are you afraid of injections when you were a child?"
"How do you know?" She was slightly surprised.
Han Yu felt sorry for her, "You said that when you were drunk."
Shen Shuyi pretended to have amnesia and felt a little embarrassed because she cried in Han Yu's arms and wet his shirt.
"oh..."
"I'm a little sleepy again..."
Han Yu helped her lie down, and soon the girl on the bed fell asleep again.
Han met her sleeping soundly and was about to get up to make lunch when he realized that the girl's hand was still holding the corner of his clothes.
He carefully pulled back the corner of his clothes. During this time, Shen Shuyi's eyelashes trembled a few times, but fortunately she did not wake up, only her lips moved slightly.
Han Yu listened to the shallow breathing sound. The girl who was sleeping soundly was still too beautiful even if she had a fever or was sick.
He reached out and stroked Shen Shuyi's long hair, and whispered, "Get well soon."
"Even if the Shen family and the Meng family have abandoned you, there are still our Han family. You are a part of our Han family."
Han Yu truly treated her as a sister and a family member.
Although they had not known each other for long, they were extremely compatible.
Han Yu got up, went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He saw that there were not many ingredients inside, but fortunately the kitchen utensils were complete.
He went next door to get some fresh ingredients and came here to make some light lunch for Shen Shuyi. It was also convenient for him to stay here so that she could see him as soon as she woke up.
Otherwise I'll cry again.
Han Yu was wearing an apron and was bending slightly to cut vegetables on the chopping board. There were also prepared lean meat slices on the side.
The porridge in the casserole has boiled and is bubbling.
The sick person had no appetite, so he planned to make a pot of vegetable and lean meat porridge for Shen Shuyi.
When Shen Shuyi woke up again, she didn't see Han Yu in the bedroom and thought he had left.
She stood up and walked out wearing only a pair of socks on the floor.
In the bright living room, Han Yu was sitting on the sofa working. There were documents and a notebook on the table.
The man held the notebook, his slender white fingers tapping lightly on the keyboard.
He heard the sound of footsteps and looked up to see a girl with loose hair and wearing a white suspender nightgown walking towards him.
Han Yu asked, "Are you hungry? I made porridge."
"Brother Yu, I'm really a little hungry." Shen Shuyi looked at Han Yu, his voice a little hoarse when he spoke.
"Then you sit at the dining table and I'll serve the porridge." Han Yu stood up and soon served a bowl of steaming vegetable and lean meat porridge.
Shen Shuyi was not at the dining table, but looking at the papers on the coffee table.
"Brother Yu, is this the manuscript for your lecture tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Han Yu put the dishes in place.
Shen Shuyi looked at the lecture notes and said with a smile: “I will go to listen to your lecture tomorrow.”
"If your fever is gone and you're feeling well, you can go."
Shen Shuyi hurried to the dining table and pulled out a chair for Han Yu. "I know. If the fever doesn't subside, you won't let me go and you want me to be targeted, right?"
Han Yu was amused by her and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Shen Shuyi sat down, blew on the porridge, took a bite and gave him a thumbs up, "Delicious."
Han Yu is a really good cook. He can make a simple bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge so delicious.
"Brother Yu, have you eaten yet?"
"Yes, I have eaten. I'll eat first so that you won't get greedy when I see you." Han Yu rarely joked with her.
"You have a fever and are taking medicine for a bad stomach now, so you can't eat greasy food. When you feel better, I'll make you braised fish."
Shen Shuyi nodded while drinking porridge.
In the afternoon, Han Yu took her temperature again. Seeing that her temperature had returned to normal, he felt relieved.
After dinner, Shen Shuyi curled up on the sofa and chatted with Kang Jinyan. Jinyan had to go abroad for an interview for a movie, so she had to postpone her return to City A.
Han Yu didn't leave, but sat on the sofa and continued to work on his speech.
He wore gold-rimmed glasses and was very serious when working. His slender white fingers tapped on the keyboard, and everything was so pleasing to the eye.
Shen Shuyi felt that looking at him, her illness had been completely cured.
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The next day.
Shen Shuyi woke up to the sound of the alarm clock. When she rubbed her eyes and turned off the alarm clock, she saw the message from Han Yu.
Come over for breakfast, and I'll take you to school.
Shen Shuyi gave him an OK expression and got up to wash up, put on a light blue dress, tied her hair into a low ponytail and went to Han Yu's house.
Standing by the window, her eyes met the man in the kitchen. She raised her hand and waved, her eyebrows curved.
"Good morning, Professor Han~"
Han Yu nodded and brought breakfast to the dining table, which was a bowl of shredded chicken noodles and a glass of milk.
It's simple, but smells particularly appetizing.
Shen Shuyi ate noodles and looked at the man drinking coffee across from her early in the morning.
"Brother Yu."
"Hmm?" Han Yu raised his eyes.
Shen Shuyi looked into his eyes and said, “Brother Yu, I found that you are more handsome today.”
He was wearing a black shirt and had his hair combed up today, and he looked particularly handsome.
Hearing this, Han Yu only curled his lower lip and said, "Concentrate on eating."
Shen Shuyi got into his car and asked Han Yu while fastening his seat belt, “Aren’t you afraid of being seen by your students when you take me to school?”
"Why is there such a problem?" Han Yu was confused.
Shen Shuyi blinked and said, “Just drop me off near the school to avoid gossip.”
"Brother Yu, is this okay?"
"Yeah." Han Yu didn't care. He didn't know what was so good about the gossip.
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