Chapter 142 Zhao Zhao has a fever of 40 degrees Celsius
10:00 AM.
Lu Yinzhao's phone on the table started vibrating.
Sizzle—Sizzle—
The screen lit up, and the note on it read: 【Brother Aji】.
The phone rang for a while and then stopped because no one answered.
Then a WeChat message popped up—
[Bian Ji]: My show recording will end next Saturday. I got you tickets to the audience section. Would you like to come and watch it live?
Then came a few more sentences.
[Bian Ji]: You didn't have class this morning, were you busy with something else?
[Bian Ji]: Okay, you go ahead and do your thing.
[Bian Ji]: [Xiao Zhaozhao squatting in the corner drawing circles.jpg]
...
The boy lay on the bed, his whole body feeling as if it were on fire.
He was somewhat unable to distinguish between dreams and reality. A few hours ago, he seemed to hear Song Shuye and the others talking, but soon he heard Bian Ji's voice again.
Bian Ji said he was going abroad again and that he would never come back and would settle down abroad.
Lu Yinzhao panicked. He wanted to say something, but found his throat was so dry that he could hardly speak. Every time he opened his mouth, it hurt like being cut by a knife.
More painful than the pain in her throat was Lu Yinzhao's heart.
He ran over to grab Bian Ji's clothes, but missed.
He wanted to say, "Can you not leave? Can you stay? Just for... his sake?"
The moment this thought crossed Lu Yinzhao's mind, he was stunned.
Why should someone change their decision for him?
Yeah, why should we?
Based on the bond of growing up together? Or something else?
All good things must come to an end, and even the best of friends may drift apart as they grow up.
Even if he and Bian Ji have a really good relationship, it doesn't necessarily mean they can plan their future as he envisions it.
unless……
...
After class, Song Shuye and the others went to the cafeteria for lunch.
Jiang Yi said he had a meeting in the student organization department, while Xu Zishi was going to the library to look up information. Neither of them went back to the dormitory to rest at noon.
Song Shuye sighed, thinking that Lu Yinzhao might not be in the dormitory at the moment.
I'm going to be all alone again.
The world of capable people is always busy, but Song Shuye is just a useless piece of trash.
Opening the dormitory door, a sense of desolation indeed permeated the room.
He was carrying a bag of potato chips and soda he bought from a convenience store.
Just as I was about to put it on the table, a vibration suddenly came from behind me.
Song Shuye turned his head and saw Lu Yinzhao's phone vibrating incessantly on the table.
"?"
Did Lu Yinzhao forget her phone when she went out?
It was at this moment that a soft groan came from the bed above the desk. The sound was very soft, but it was enough for Song Shuye to realize that someone was in bed.
"Holy crap!" Song Shuye was startled. "I thought no one was in the dorm. Lu Yinzhao, you haven't been sleeping all this time, have you?"
"Brother Aji..."
"What did you say?" Song Shuye didn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer and finally noticed that something was wrong with the person on the bed.
"Lu Yinzhao, hey, are you alright? Wake up!"
Seeing the other person's flushed face, Song Shuye quickly shouted a few words.
"Brother Aji...don't go..." The boy's expression was filled with endless pain, but he didn't open his eyes, and he was struggling.
Sizzle—Sizzle—
The phone is still vibrating.
Song Shuye looked down and saw that it was indeed Lu Yinzhao's "Brother Aji".
He couldn't care less about anything else at that moment and pressed the answer button directly.
"Hello……"
Just as Bian Ji was about to speak, he heard the unfamiliar voice on the other end, and his expression immediately turned cold.
"Who are you? This is Lu Yinzhao's phone."
Even though there was a phone call between them, Song Shuye broke out in a cold sweat, as if he were being stared through by a pair of piercing eyes.
When he tried to speak again, his tongue was tied in knots. "I...I...I'm Lu Yinzhao's roommate. Lu Yinzhao hasn't woken up since he went to bed last night. He probably caught a cold from being caught in the rain yesterday. I just got back to the dorm to check on him, so..."
Bian Ji interrupted Song Shuye: "I'll be right there."
Song Shuye was stunned: "Huh? Oh, okay, there's an electronic thermometer in the dorm, I'll take his temperature first."
Bian Ji: "Thanks."
Song Shuye was flattered: "You're welcome! Lu Yinzhao is my brother. He took care of us when we were sick before."
After learning that this "Brother Aji" was Bian Ji, Song Shuye became extremely nervous during the phone call.
After all, this is the hottest singer on the internet right now, "Ji," and the other person is coming to their dorm room later.
drop--
The temperature gun clicked once, and the numbers on it immediately appeared.
"My God! Lu Yinzhao has a fever of 40 degrees Celsius!"
Before the call could even end, Bian Ji frowned even more deeply upon hearing those words.
"Before I get there, I'll use a damp towel to cool him down physically."
"Yes, yes! I know what to do!"
Song Shuye glanced at the person on the bed; the boy was still muttering the same words.
He hesitated for a second, but still told Bian Ji, "Um... Lu Yinzhao is delirious with fever right now, and keeps muttering 'Brother Ji'..."
The person on the other end of the phone paused slightly, then pressed the accelerator even harder.
"Okay, please take care of him for now, thank you."
...
Inside the car, Bian Ji made another phone call.
"I've sent you the address, go there first... Yes, you have a fever of 40 degrees Celsius, that's the situation for now..."
After ending the call, Bian Ji took off his Bluetooth headset and sped up a bit more.
What would normally take more than half an hour was compressed into eighteen minutes by him.
He knew which dormitory Lu Yinzhao lived in, and walked in without hesitation.
"Hey! Who are you? You're not a student, are you?"
However, as soon as I entered the dormitory lobby, I was stopped by the dormitory supervisor.
Bian Ji was dressed in a manner that clearly belonged to a member of the underworld, with a black face mask and a baseball cap on his head, which immediately caught the attention of the dormitory supervisor.
Bian Ji strode forward and explained, "My younger brother fainted in room 506. I need to take him to the hospital now. Please make an exception for me."
The dormitory supervisor had originally intended for Bian Ji to register according to the procedure, but upon hearing this, she didn't dare to waste any more time and said nervously, "Okay, okay, you're in 506, right? Hurry up and go up. Do you need me to call an ambulance?"
"No need, I've driven, it'll be faster to take him directly to the hospital."
After finishing speaking, Bian Ji ignored the other person and quickly went upstairs.
It was midday, and there were still some students coming and going after they finished eating.
The dormitory supervisor had a loud voice, and the discussion quickly reached their ears.
"506? Isn't that the dorm for top students? The one with two top scorers?"
"Who? Who fainted?"
"What? Someone in their dorm fainted from studying all night?"
"That's too much! I can't compete, I can't compete!"
"What's going on? Did someone in the dorm try to commit suicide by overdosing on pills?"
"Oh, I don't know. I heard that person's brother has already gone up there, and it seems to be quite serious."
"No, I'm not going to die suddenly... That's terrifying!"
"Oh? Someone died suddenly in their dorm room? In our building?"
"..."
The people in room 506 were unaware of the commotion downstairs.
When Bian Ji arrived, he first climbed up and touched Lu Yinzhao's flushed face, then pulled him out of the quilt and helped him change his clothes one by one.
Song Shuye stood by, acting as his "little brother," and asked, "Brother Ji, need a hand?"
"No need, just open the dorm room door."
Bian Ji wrapped Lu Yinzhao up tightly and carried him on his back.
The boy's hot breath sprayed onto the back of his neck, sending a wave of heat through him.
Lu Yinzhao was unaware that Bian Ji had dressed her in a winter down jacket, with the hood up on her head, and she was lying on Bian Ji's back, her face completely obscured.
Bian Ji walked downstairs quickly and steadily, and the boy on her back was not bumped or hurt at all.
Students downstairs who had overheard what was happening in dormitory 506 were peeking around in the lobby.
Seeing Bian Ji carry someone out and get into a black SUV, they craned their necks even further.
Bian Ji didn't care about any of that. After buckling Lu Yinzhao's seatbelt, he stepped on the gas and drove away from the school.
On the way back to the residential area, Bian Ji kept a close eye on Lu Yinzhao's situation.
The boy was still muttering to himself, and it was unclear what he was dreaming about.
Even after all these years, Bian Ji still hasn't forgotten how vulnerable Lu Yinzhao looked every time she was sick.
This time, it still caused him heartache and worry.
It's convenient to buy a house in this area. He drove there now, and it only took him five minutes to get there.
He carried Lu Yinzhao onto the elevator, which quickly ascended.
As soon as I arrived at my doorstep, I saw the family doctor who had been called over in advance.
The family doctor's name was Meng Chen, who was only a few years older than Bian Ji. He was Bian Ji's personal physician, whom he hired after returning to China.
He had long considered that once he became an artist, he wouldn't be as free and unrestrained in his travels as before.
When the workload increases, it's hard to guarantee that your body can keep up.
If someone suddenly gets a headache or fever, having a family doctor available at any time will save a lot of trouble.
Since the show aired, Bian Ji has gained a lot of fans with his talent. In addition to his previous fans, during the recent recording sessions, fans have started to gather outside the recording location to give him gifts and greeting cards.
In this situation, it would obviously be very troublesome for him to appear in public places such as hospitals.
Bian Ji never expected that his personal physician, whom he hadn't used, would actually make things convenient for Lu Yinzhao.
Meng Chen himself was also very surprised. He suddenly had work to do today, but it turned out to be dealing with the boss's younger brother.
After Bian Ji explained the general situation over the phone, Meng Chen rushed over with a complete medical kit.
"Go to this bedroom."
After laying Lu Yinzhao down on the bed, Meng Chen took her temperature again.
"Take fever-reducing medication first. If the fever hasn't subsided in one to two hours, then consider intravenous infusion."
"Mm," Bian Ji replied, then went to boil a kettle of water.
After preparing a cup of warm water, he gently helped Lu Yinzhao up with one hand.
The person on the bed seemed to sense something, groaned a few times, and finally opened their eyes slightly.
Upon seeing Bian Ji beside her, she excitedly cried out, "Brother Aji, don't go!"
"I'm not leaving. Be good and open your mouth to take your medicine."
Lu Yinzhao lay in Bian Ji's arms. Hearing that the other party would not leave, his whole body relaxed. He obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the fever-reducing medicine with the warm water that Bian Ji fed him.
A glimpse of the boy's rosy tongue caused Bian Ji's eyes to darken slightly.
Lu Yinzhao still couldn't tell if this was reality or a dream; her mind was a jumbled mess.
He grabbed Bian Ji's waist and said, "I've taken my medicine, so you're not allowed to leave now. You have to keep your word."
"Yes, I'm here." Bian Ji's voice was gentle and tender. "Now, be a good girl and get some sleep. I'll stay with you."
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Author's Note: Zhao Zhao: Possessiveness +1, Awakening +1, Love Threads +1 ([Crying] As long as Onii-chan)
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