Chapter 82 Do you really have no feelings for me at all?
At night, Shen Yixiao had a fever again, his forehead was burning, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.
Cen Wan was a little worried and called Dr. Zhou directly: "Chen Yixiao has a fever again, and the temperature is still very high. Can you come over?"
Doctor Zhou's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry, Miss Cen, I'm not in Nancheng today. If he has a recurring fever, it means that the antipyretic medicine is not very effective for him. Don't give him any medicine for now, and use physical cooling methods."
"There are warm water sponges, ice packs, alcohol sponges, etc. I'll send you the specific methods and precautions later. You can decide which one is more practical."
After hanging up the phone, Dr. Zhou raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. After all these years as a doctor, this was the first time he had said such nonsense, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
Miss Cen's voice sounded very anxious, and she didn't know why Mr. Shen insisted on him saying that.
Cen Wan looked at the message sent by Dr. Zhou and frowned slightly.
"Doctor Zhou is not in South City, why don't we go to the hospital?"
A hint of discomfort flashed across Shen Yixiao's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
He lay on the bed, his cold white skin flushed by the high temperature, the corners of his eyes were red and wet, his jet-black hair was draped messily on his forehead, and fine beads of sweat oozed from it. He looked very weak.
"No, I just need to take a rest."
His voice was already low, and because of the cold it became a little nasal, hoarse and low, which seemed even worse.
Cen Wan knew that he hated hospitals the most, so she stopped trying to persuade him and went to get some water and towels as Dr. Zhou had sent her.
The second time she wiped Shen Yixiao's body, Cen Wan was no longer so embarrassed and her mind was only thinking about reducing his fever.
Shen Yixiao did not make trouble and cooperated in a rare way. He raised his hands when asked and turned over when asked. However, his pair of dark and deep eyes were always staring at her.
After wiping it twice, when Cen Wan was about to turn around and go to the bathroom, he grabbed her.
She lowered her head and saw a large, bony hand gripping her wrist, with the blue veins faintly visible on the back of the hand.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly.
Shen Yixiao raised his eyes, as if to see into her heart: "Do you really have no feelings for me at all?"
Cen Wan was stunned for a moment, her fingertips curled up involuntarily, and she pretended to be calm: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
"Why else would you take such good care of me?"
Cen Wan pursed her lips and pulled the corners of her lips: "You fell ill to help me. It is neither moral nor logical for me to ignore you."
"Just because of this?"
"Well, just because of this."
Shen Yixiao stared at her face intently, trying to find any possibility of lying.
But her fair little face was calm and indifferent, and her beautiful eyes were clear and bright, full of calmness.
Shen Yixiao gritted his teeth, he didn't believe it.
The two confronted each other for half a minute, and Shen Yixiao was the first to let go.
He suppressed his inner emotions, raised his eyebrows, and said with a sly look on his face, "That's the best. I was afraid you might have some improper thoughts about me and take advantage of me!"
Cen Wan breathed a sigh of relief and assured him, "Don't worry, it won't happen."
She turned and left. Shen Yixiao looked at her back with a dark look in his eyes.
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Cen Wan still stayed with Shen Yixiao all night, and inexplicably appeared in his bed in the morning.
She began to doubt herself. Was she sleepwalking? Or was she just climbing onto the bed uncontrollably?
She got up on tiptoe and just as she reached the door, ready to open it and slip away, she heard Shen Yixiao's deep, magnetic voice behind her:
"When you come back in the evening, bring me a small cake from Fuyuan."
Cen Wan paused and turned stiffly, only to see Shen Yixiao lying on his side on the bed, looking at her meaningfully.
She moved her lips: "Okay, how do you feel? Let me take your temperature again."
"No need," Shen Yixiao declined politely, "I'll measure it myself later. You should go to the studio and don't delay. Come back early in the evening. I'm afraid I'll feel uncomfortable at night."
"OK."
Cen Wan confirmed again that he didn't need her help making breakfast or taking medicine, then she washed up and went to the studio.
After Cen Wan left, Shen Yixiao slowly got up from the bed and moved his arms which were numb and stiff from being pressed.
He took out the temperature gun and measured it himself. Looking at the number on it, he threw the gun aside in annoyance.
Shit! Why is the fever gone again?
He is in such great shape!
Yesterday's cold shower was in vain.
He looked up at the bathroom. Was he going to take another shower?
While he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, the cell phone beside him rang.
He glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone casually: "What's up?"
"How can you talk like that? Can't I just call you if I have nothing to do?" Shen Zhongting on the other end of the phone was full of energy.
Shen Yixiao stared at the temperature gun: "Yes, yes, yes, what instructions do you have?"
"I forgot yesterday about the Jiang family's daughter's matter. Her father came to me to plead for mercy. Don't go too far. After all, her father and I have some friendship. Just teach him a lesson."
Shen Yixiao raised his eyelids, a trace of indifference flashed across his face: "What does it have to do with me if he has a relationship with you?"
"This is non-negotiable."
If Jiang Yunlan dares to touch his people, he will have to pay the price and suffer the consequences.
Shen Zhongting also knew his temper and did not try to persuade him any further.
"Your mother asked you to come back for dinner tonight."
Shen Yixiao: "Not at night."
Shen Zhongting: "I can't move you at all now, right?"
Shen Yixiao: "I have something to do tonight, I'll be back at noon."
He glanced at the empty room. It was so boring without her.
Then let’s go home.
Shen Yixiao picked up the key beside him, turned it around between his fingers twice, packed it up, and went downstairs to drive.
An hour later, the car stopped steadily at the Shen family's old house.
He opened the car door, and just as his foot landed on the ground, he caught a glimpse of the black Bentley beside him, and raised his eyes slightly:
"My brother is back?"
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