Extra chapter: Sleep, sleep with me, okay?
In the master bedroom of Tingyu, He Siyu turned on the air conditioner at home remotely while he was still on the way. He carried Ni Yang back to his room.
Help her take off her scarf and jacket. The girl was wearing a loose white sweater underneath, and her fair neck to collarbone was faintly pink.
She lay quietly on his black flannel bed, sleeping in his usual position.
The family doctor came to the bedside with his medical kit, took out a thermometer from the kit and took her temperature.
39.6, the screen of the thermometer was so red that it stung He Siyu’s eyes.
The doctor first put a fever-reducing patch on her, his hands moving non-stop. "Sir, I'm going to give her an IV drip now. During this time, you can wipe her with cold water. The combination of medicine and physical cooling will reduce her fever faster."
He Si wanted to take off his coat, suit jacket, vest, and tie, staring at Ni Yang on the bed, unbuttoning his cuffs, "Okay, when will she wake up?"
The doctor wiped Ni Yang's wrist with an alcohol swab and did a skin test for her. "It's hard to say. If she's not allergic to the cefuroxime in twenty minutes, I'll give her an IV drip."
He Si wanted to roll up his sleeves, "Okay, there's water in the living room, pour it yourself."
The doctor stood up, smiled and nodded at He Siyu, and walked out of the room.
In the quiet environment, He Siyu sat on the edge of the bed, glancing at the small blisters on Ni Yang's fair wrist caused by skin tests.
He reached out and touched her rosy little face, gently stroking the place where dimples would appear on her cheeks when she smiled.
The room was very hot, and layers of moisture rose on his forehead. He turned the air conditioner on very high, and Ni Yang couldn't bear the cold wind.
"Yangyang, did I open the window and let you get some fresh air yesterday? I'm sorry."
He got no response, so he stood up, went to the bathroom, got a clean towel, soaked it in cold water, and wrung it out.
He came out and gently wiped her neck and collarbone. Twenty minutes later, the doctor came in and gave Ni Yang an IV drip.
Then he went out consciously and closed the door.
He Siyu went back and forth to help Ni Yang cool down with a cold towel, and took her temperature many times with a thermometer.
When her temperature dropped to a little over 38 degrees, he left the room and went to the open kitchen to cook porridge for her.
The doctor sat in the living room, playing with his cell phone, occasionally glancing at He Siyu in the kitchen.
He is not a very useful family doctor. This is the first time I have seen him take such good care of a girl under his cold-faced boss's supervision.
He is cooking porridge in a clay pot. You can tell how serious he is just by looking at his back.
The doctor occasionally came into the room to check the medicine and take Ni Yang's temperature.
From the moment he came in, he noticed how beautiful the girl on the bed was.
She has fair skin with a rosy glow, smooth cheek lines, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, long eyelashes, a small and upturned nose, and full lips. She is incredibly beautiful.
He didn't dare to look any longer and quickly replaced the bottle of potion for her.
After he came out and returned to the living room, He Siyu turned on a low fire to warm the porridge, and he went back to the room and closed the door.
He Siyu sat down on the edge of the bed and touched Ni Yang's face. It was not so hot anymore. He went to the bathroom to get a cool towel to wipe Ni Yang.
After all three bottles of medicine were used up, the doctor pulled out the needle, left the medicine, and before leaving, he made sure that Ni Yang's fever had subsided. He told He Siyu to pay attention at night as the fever might come back.
After the doctor left, He Si wanted to tuck Ni Yang in, leaving her cute head exposed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stared at her with dark eyes. Seeing that her lips were dry, he went outside to pour a cup of warm water and wiped her pink lips with a wet cotton swab.
He could feel how soft her lips were without even using any pressure on the cotton swab.
Putting down the things in his hand, he lowered his eyelashes to hide the surging desire, stretched out his hand and used his fingertips to trace her delicate eyebrows, raised his hand and slid down from her eyebrows, along her nose bridge to the tip of her nose, philtrum, and lips.
The hoarse voice was tinged with obscurity, "Yangyang, love me, okay?"
"Yangyang, I want to kiss you."
Suddenly, he remembered Ni Yang's WeChat username and murmured tiredly, "Sleep, sleep with me, okay?"
He Si glanced at Ni Yang's lips, pursed his lips and swallowed, slowing down his breathing.
He slowly leaned down, supporting his head with his hands, and rubbed the tip of his nose against Ni Yang's. At such a close distance, he could clearly see the tiny hairs on Ni Yang's face.
Perhaps her nose was blocked, so she slowly opened her lips.
The string of reason in his brain was plucked, his breathing suddenly stopped, and his heartbeat became disordered.
Moving slowly upwards, he lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows.
He propped himself up, stared at her from a distance, and whispered, "Baby, are you afraid of me doing this? Will you be angry if you know I kissed you secretly? In fact, I'm quite looking forward to it. Baby, open your eyes and look at me now."
"To be honest, boiling a frog in warm water is very torturous. I really want to turn myself into a baby right now."
"The baby is so fragile now, I really want to hold him in my arms."
He Siyu's eyes were filled with jealousy, and he couldn't help but kiss her cheek again, pecking at it like a woodpecker.
The moment she looked up, Ni Yang's eyes opened a crack. She slowly opened her eyelids and met He Siyu's eyes, which flashed a hint of panic.
He pursed his lips and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Crane, what are you doing?"
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