Chapter 72 Don’t you know you have a fever?
After dinner, Cen Wan sat on the sofa and replied to messages.
Xiaolin also sent her many messages:
[Oh my god, I didn't expect Miss Jiang to hire a ghostwriter. I really liked her at first! It's over, my idol-chasing career is tarnished.]
[Isn't it said that she has a relationship with Mr. Shen? Xingchen directly terminated her contract, and Mr. Shen didn't interfere? ]
Cen Wan's fingers paused as she was about to reply to the message, remembering what Shen Yixiao had just said.
He said, "Jiang Yunlan has a bad reputation, what does it have to do with me?"
So, he and Jiang Yunlan are not as what is said on the Internet?
Cen Wan was lost in thought.
Until she heard Shen Yixiao's footsteps behind her, she turned around and saw him standing in front of the refrigerator. He took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and started drinking.
He had already showered and was wearing a dark grey satin home suit. Two buttons on his collar were undone, and as he tilted his head back to drink water, his sharp, smoothly contoured jaw was exposed, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, looking both sexy and alluring.
The cold white light from above shone on him, and his whole body exuded an inexplicable desire.
Cen Wan swallowed hard, but before she could look away, she was caught red-handed.
Shen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark pupils were deep and thick, and he smiled lazily: "Why, you want to drink too?"
“…” Cen Wan nodded, pretending to be nonchalant, “Yeah, dinner is a bit salty.”
Shen Yixiao chuckled, not knowing whether the letter was there or not. He opened the refrigerator and took out another bottle of mineral water. He walked towards her, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to her.
"Thanks."
Cen Wan reached out to take it, and her fingertips accidentally touched his hand, which was a little hot.
She looked up and noticed that his face was abnormally red, and he didn't seem to have much appetite for dinner.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Cen Wan asked.
Shen Yixiao: "Hmm?"
Cen Wan stood up and touched his forehead with the back of her hand: "You have a fever!"
"What can a fever do..." Seeing her anxious look, Shen Yixiao paused and his tone suddenly weakened, "It seems like my whole body is not feeling well."
Cen Wan frowned: "Where is your medicine box at home?"
Shen Yixiao: "In the cabinet."
Cen Wan quickly took out the medicine box and took his temperature, which was 38.5 degrees.
"Don't you know you have a fever?"
Shen Yixiao looked at her nervous expression and changed his words: "I was too busy these past two days and didn't have time for it."
Cen Wan pursed her lips. He must have been busy with the exhibition and paints these past two days, probably for her.
"Let me go to the hospital with you."
"No." Shen Yixiao refused without thinking.
Cen Wan also remembered that Shen Yixiao never went to the hospital.
In college, he had a healthy body and could handle anything. The only time he did that was when he was competing in a winter swimming competition and came back with a cold.
But he refused to go to the hospital no matter how she asked him to. She had no choice but to buy medicine and supervise him to take it three times a day, but in the end he developed pneumonia.
It wasn't until she got angry that Shen Yixiao relented and went to the hospital to receive intravenous fluids for a few days.
"The temperature is too high, we have to go." Cen Wan advised.
Shen Yixiao sat down on the sofa: "There is a family doctor."
Cen Wan was stunned for a moment before she realized that with Shen Yixiao's background and status, there was no need for her to go to the hospital.
She lowered her eyes: "Then call the family doctor."
Shen Yixiao closed his eyes weakly and leaned his head on the sofa: "Call Chen Yu, he knows."
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