Han Zhan stared at the pot of ginger tea, feeling sweet inside. "Cibao, is this made for me?"
Song Ci had a blank expression on her face. She said, "There's a stray cat downstairs. I was worried they might catch a cold, so I cooked this for them."
"I know, the cat's name is Han Zhan. I'll deliver it to you later." Han Zhan decided to be a cat from now on.
The corners of Song Ci's lips curved slightly.
She turned down the heat, pushed Han Zhan away and walked towards the living room. When she turned around, Han Zhan suddenly hugged her.
Han Zhan was tall and strong, with long and powerful arms. Song Ci couldn't break free from his hold.
Song Ci sneered and mocked Han Zhan: "What are you doing? Have you watched too much TV? After the quarrel, you also want to imitate the hero and heroine, hug and kiss each other and go to bed, and we quarreled at the head of the bed and made up at the foot of the bed?"
Han Zhan shook his head and said, "No, I'm just dizzy. Let me lean back for a while."
Noticing that the head against her cheek was a little hot, Song Ci realized that Han Zhan had a fever. She cursed softly and then pushed Han Zhan away. "You have a fever, go sit on the sofa."
Han Zhan didn't even know he had a fever, but he still obediently walked to the sofa and sat down.
Song Ci found a thermometer and took Han Zhan's temperature. "Forty degrees." Song Ci scolded Han Zhan, "Another two degrees and you'll be burned to a fool."
Han Zhan felt very cold.
He sat on the sofa, trembling, and said, "Don't be stupid. If you are stupid, your wife will run away."
Song Ci looked at him deeply, then turned and went upstairs. When she came downstairs, she was holding a thin blanket in her hands. "Cover yourself!" Song Ci threw the blanket on Han Zhan.
Han Zhan covered his chest and legs with a blanket and lay on the sofa, feeling completely exhausted. Song Ci went into the kitchen, poured a bowl of ginger tea, and fed it to Han Zhan, then went to find medicine.
After looking around and not finding any cold medicine at home, Song Ci had no choice but to take her car keys and go out to buy medicine.
Han Zhan quickly sat up and said to her, "I'll go with you."
"Just lie down, why are you running around!" Song Ci fixed Han Zhan on the sofa with just one look.
Song Ci quickly went downstairs and bought some fever-reducing and cold medicine from the pharmacy outside the community. When she returned home, she called out to Han Zhan. "Han Zhan, take your medicine."
Han Zhan seemed to be asleep. He opened his mouth to breathe, but his body was shaking. This condition was very similar to a convulsion caused by a fever.
Song Ci quickly put down the medicine, walked over and touched Han Zhan's forehead, but the back of her hand was burned and she pulled it back. "Han Zhan!" Song Ci panicked and pushed Han Zhan's shoulder.
Han Zhan didn't respond.
Song Ci was terrified and dragged Han Zhan to the hospital, but Han Zhan was too heavy for Song Ci to pull.
Song Ci had noticed a few days ago that someone had finally moved into the house downstairs that had been empty. Song Ci planned to go downstairs and call for help.
Their residential complex is very private, and each resident's access card only allows access to the elevator on their floor. Song Ci couldn't take the elevator downstairs and had to use the fire escape.
Song Ci ran downstairs and politely knocked on the door of her neighbor. "Hello, neighbor, are you home? I'm your upstairs neighbor. My name is Song Ci. My husband is sick and fainted. Can you help me carry him to the garage downstairs?"
Inside the door, a pair of brown eyes stared at the figure in the monitor, and there was no rush to open the door.
She picked up the phone and called the property management first. After confirming that the female owner upstairs was named Song Ci, she opened the door a crack and said to Song Ci outside, "Wait a moment, let me put on my coat."
A low and pleasant voice came into Song Ci's ears, but he couldn't tell the gender.
Song Ci nodded and waited for a while. The other party opened the door again and walked out.
The new neighbor downstairs from Songci was a young woman nearly 5 feet 4 inches tall, wearing a leather jacket, loose-fitting overalls, and flat sneakers. With shoulder-length hair, she had an androgynous beauty.
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Neighbor?"
The neighbor said, "Hello, my name is Jiang Bi, and I just moved here."
The voice is a girl's.
"Hello, thank you for your help."
Jiang Bi closed the door, walked to the elevator, and swiped her card. The elevator door opened, and Song Ci and Jiang Bi walked in together.
Song Ci swiped her owner's card, and the elevator automatically went up. Song Ci took Jiang Bi home and said to her, "My husband is a bit heavy. Please help me lift his legs. Just don't let him fall."
Jiang Bi stared at Han Zhan's size and said, "Let me carry him."
Song Ci was surprised and she subconsciously said, "He weighs about 160 to 170 kilograms. You can't carry him." The new neighbor also looked quite thin. Song Ci didn't think she could carry Han Zhan.
"It's okay, I'm strong." Jiang Bi bent down in front of the sofa and said to Song Ci, "Help him up."
Song Ci quickly helped Han Zhan up. Jiang Bi grabbed Han Zhan's arms and really carried him on her back.
After carrying Han Zhan on her back, Jiang Bi walked without any effort. Song Ci was surprised, thinking that one should not judge a person by appearance. This girl who looks quite thin actually has great strength.
With Jiang Bi's help, Song Ci and she stuffed Han Zhan into the car. Song Ci sat in the driver's seat and said to Jiang Bi, "Miss Jiang, thank you so much this time!"
Jiang Bi shook her head, "It's okay."
Jiang Bi turned and left.
Song Ci drove to the hospital, thinking, this new neighbor is so cold.
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Han Zhan, who hadn't caught a cold in years, felt particularly bad when he did. The doctor immediately gave Han Zhan a hospitalization order, asking him to be hospitalized and get an injection to reduce his fever as soon as possible.
When Han Zhan woke up, there was a needle inserted in the back of his hand, but Song Ci was nowhere to be seen.
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