After Ning Hongyan came back from the post-match interview, Song Nanwu and the others drove back to the base.

Si Jin seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable and had no energy at all. As soon as he got in the car, he fell asleep leaning against Song Nanwu.

Seeing how sick he looked, Song Nanwu frowned worriedly, then carefully reached out and touched Si Jin's forehead.

It's still very hot.

Suddenly, Song Nanwu's brows furrowed even tighter, but suddenly Si Jin's gentle voice came from her ear, "Buddhist sister, this hand is cold, please warm it for me."

The hand was casually placed on the leg, with distinct joints, white and beautiful.

"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded seriously, reached out and put Si Jin's hand back into his pocket, holding it tightly.

Her hands were a little cold, not very warm, but Si Jin felt very warm.

With the corners of his mouth raised in pleasure, Si Jin looked at Song Nanwu, a gleam of light flashing in his deep eyes.

Well, this Buddhist girl is so easy to fool that it makes people feel good.

At the same time, Lin Xiaoran, who was sitting in the front seat, looked at the two people in the rearview mirror and rolled his eyes at Si Jin speechlessly.

Si Jin is such a cunning guy, he is so scheming. His left hand is clearly in his pocket, but his right hand is left out.

Looking at Song Nanwu's innocent face, Lin Xiaoran couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Oh, how could their little Song ever defeat that cunning Si Jin?

Nie Hao had contacted Tang Beiye before, and when he returned to the base, he was waiting there, looking elegant and refined, with the scent of books.

Si Jin indeed had a fever, 39.8 degrees.

Tang Beiye gave him two bottles of liquid and prescribed some medicine.

When Si Jin heard that he was prescribing medicine for her, her brows furrowed as if they could pinch a fly to death.

Tang Beiye must have done this on purpose! He knew he hated taking medicine, yet he still prescribed so many pills for him.

"Miss Nanwu, I'm sorry to trouble you to supervise the captain taking the medicine. You must watch him swallow it with your own eyes." Nie Hao stood aside, glanced at Si Jin, then looked at Song Nanwu, with a smile on his face, and said in a calm voice.

Song Nanwu had heard that Si Jin didn't like taking medicine. She glanced at him and agreed, "Okay, I will make sure the captain takes his medicine."

Si Jin: “…”

Aunt Zheng had already prepared lunch and also made some porridge for Si Jin.

After Song Nanwu finished her meal, she took the porridge upstairs, but saw Si Jin lying on the bed and already asleep.

Without waking him up, Song Nanwu put the bowl on the bedside table, looked at the infusion bottle, which was still half full, and sat on the small sofa beside her.

She had just sat down when Tang Beiye walked in.

Song Nanwu looked at him and lowered her voice, "The captain fell asleep."

Tang Beiye immediately slowed down his pace and walked over to sit next to Song Nanwu, whispering, "You really care about your captain."

"I pulled him out to the cold wind that night and that's why he caught a cold. Is the captain's physical condition very poor?" Song Nanwu looked at Tang Beiye and asked.

Tang Beiye smiled faintly, "Why do you think so?"

"I heard from Brother Nie and the others that the captain's health was very poor before. He was sick every few days."

"It's okay actually." Tang Beiye looked at Si Jin and said calmly.

Song Nanwu's eyes flashed and she said nothing more.

When Si Jin woke up, it was already past seven in the evening.

The two bottles of fluid had already been used up, so Tang Beiye took out the needle and went back.

"Captain, Doctor Tang said he would take your temperature when you wake up." Song Nanwu stood by the bed with a thermometer and said to Si Jin.

Unexpectedly, she saw someone right after waking up. Si Jin looked at her, his lips curled slightly. He took the thermometer and tucked it under his armpit, asking casually, "You been here all afternoon?"

"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded.

Si Jin couldn't help laughing, "This Buddhist girl is quite conscientious!"

"Well, we agreed to take care of the captain."

Si Jin glanced at her and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Captain hasn't eaten all day. I'll go to the kitchen and heat up some porridge for you." After saying that, Song Nanwu turned and left the room.

Si Jin watched her leave and sent a WeChat message to Tang Beiye, "You don't need to take the cold medicine!"

Tang Beiye: [I took the medicine and got better quickly.]

Oh, get better quickly, he doesn't want to get better quickly.

Si Jin threw away his phone and began to wait boredly for Song Nanwu to bring the porridge.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Song Nanwu came back with a glass of water in her left hand and a bowl of porridge in her right hand, followed by vegetables.

"38 degrees, still a little feverish." Taking the thermometer, Song Nanwu frowned.

Si Jin lazily leaned against the headboard of the bed, lightly glanced at the vegetables that were not very friendly to him, and chuckled at Song Nanwu, "How can it be healed so quickly!"

"Yeah." Song Nanwu replied softly, not dwelling on the issue any further. She placed the thermometer on the bedside table, took the porridge and handed it to Si Jin, "Captain, it's not hot."

Si Jin glanced lazily at the bowl of porridge and said weakly, "Just leave it there. I still feel a little uncomfortable and tired. I don't have much energy. I'll eat it later."

Song Nanwu frowned, "Why are you still not feeling well? It will get cold if you eat it later. How about I feed the captain?"

Si Jin looked at her, his handsome face expressionless, "Feed me, okay!"

The vegetables watched Si Jin act so pretentiously, staring at him with their blue eyes, and almost wanted to grab him with their claws.

Damn it, he lied to Nan Nan in front of it!

Oh, I really want to speak, I really want to expose this person’s hypocritical mask!

Ah, how could Nan Nan be so gullible! It's not like his life is in danger, doesn't he even have the energy to eat?

This human is really cunning. No, I must remind Nan Nan to be careful of him later.

Song Nanwu didn't know the psychological activities of vegetables. She took a spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Si Jin.

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