Chapter 86: Sick
Chu Yu was missing from the return bus. Just as dawn broke, he received a call from his secretary, saying he had to attend an important inter-city meeting in person. The secretary drove directly to the farmhouse to pick him up.
Chu Yan dozed off against the car window, thinking that it was a good thing he only did it once last night and cleaned up properly afterwards, otherwise Chu Yu might have to go to the meeting today with dark circles under his eyes and back pain.
The car was bumping around, and he was feeling a little drowsy when his phone vibrated. It was a message from Secretary Gu:
Hello, Mr. Chu. Excuse me for disturbing you. Mr. Gu has had a low-grade fever since the day before yesterday, and it got a bit worse last night. We urged him to rest or go to the hospital, but he refused. I called him this morning, but no one answered. I knocked on the door, but no one responded. I'm a little worried... Is it convenient for me to contact Mr. Gu? Or maybe go see him? I'll handle the matter at the company.
Chu Yan was so angry that he almost laughed when he saw the message.
Her boyfriend was sick and bedridden, and his condition seemed serious. The first person to notify her was her boyfriend's secretary? And Gu Xu herself, willing to endure the pain, possibly even fainting at home, never thought of sending him a message?
A wave of anger mixed with heartache surged up. He asked the driver to stop at the nearest intersection, hailed a taxi directly on the roadside, and told it the address of Gu's apartment.
The car sped towards the city. Chu Yan's face was calm, but his eyes were filled with surging emotions.
When he reached the apartment building, he paused and turned into the supermarket nearby. Although angry, he still remembered that the patient needed nutrition, so he picked out some easily digestible ingredients.
When I opened the door, the apartment was silent and dimly lit. The heavy curtains completely blocked out the sunlight, and the air was filled with a sickly dull feeling.
[Tsk, I have some good news for you.] The system's voice sounded a bit like a fuss-mongering. [During a break in the meeting, Chu Yu sent the photo he took of you sleeping last night to Gu Xu. PS: 'Ayan is tired from playing and is sleeping soundly.']
Chu Yan paused and raised his eyebrows: [Did Gu see it?]
"How could that be possible?" the system gloated. "He's been burned unconscious, so his phone must have run out of battery and shut down. But when you charge his phone later, you'll..." Witnessing the massive rollover scene head-on.
Chu Yan didn't say anything. He put the bought vegetables into the kitchen first, then poured a cup of warm water and pushed open the bedroom door.
The temperature in the room was even higher, carrying the characteristic fever of illness. Gu Xu was curled up in bed, tightly wrapped in the quilt, revealing only his reddened face and sweat-soaked hair. His breathing was heavy and rapid, clearly still in a coma.
Chu Yan walked over quickly and reached out to touch Gu Shi's forehead. It was burning hot. He dug out the medicine box from the bedside table, found the thermometer, carefully lifted a corner of the quilt, and slipped the thermometer under Gu Shi's armpit.
While waiting, he found the antipyretic medicine and read the instructions.
38.7 degrees.
Chu Yan frowned and patted Gu Xu's cheek gently: "Brother Xu? Wake up, be good, take the medicine before going to sleep."
Gu Xu was in a coma due to a high fever. He seemed to hear Chu Yan's voice in a daze. He struggled to open his eyes a little, his vision was blurred, but he felt that the voice made him feel at ease. He subconsciously followed the instructions, opened his mouth slightly, and swallowed the pills and water from Chu Yan's hand.
After feeding him the medicine, Chu Yan went to get a basin of warm water, soaked a towel in it, and carefully wiped his whole body to cool him down physically.
After some tossing and turning, Gu Xu's breathing seemed to have stabilized a little, and Chu Yan covered him with the quilt again.
Looking at Gu Xu's sleeping face, Chu Yan sighed, turned around, closed the door gently, and went to the kitchen to make porridge for him.
[You're being so... virtuous today?] The system expressed surprise. [According to your usual style, shouldn't you just carry the person up, put them in the car, and take them to the hospital?]
Chu Yan was washing rice, his tone flat: "There are many germs in the hospital, and he can't get enough rest from all the tossing around. He is sick from exhaustion. The fever is caused by decreased immunity. What he needs is quiet rest and replenishment of water and nutrition." What's more, he knew that Gu Xu didn't like places like hospitals.
[Why didn't he just tell you directly?] The system was puzzled. [He knew that as long as you asked, you would definitely help him.]
He won't. Chu Yan watched the rice porridge gradually boil in the pot, his eyes a little complicated. "This is different from when he was at the Gu family. Back then, my help was the icing on the cake, a powerful alliance. But now, Ruichuang is all his hard work and proof of his independence from the Gu family. He only wants to stand firm on his own. He's going through the most difficult time. Asking him to ask me for help would be tantamount to admitting that he can't make it alone... This is his pride, and also his obsession."
The system was silent for a moment. It truly struggled to fully comprehend such complex emotional logic. But it chose to trust its partner's judgment. [Okay.] It silently used its points to redeem a mild, effective, and effective antipyretic and anti-inflammatory pill. [Add this to the porridge after cooking. It's colorless and odorless, and will help him recover faster. The side effect is possible drowsiness.]
Gu Xu was awakened by the fragrance of food.
He struggled to open his eyes from a heavy sleep, and felt that the stickiness and headache had eased a lot. Although his body was still weak, he was conscious. He found that he was wearing dry pajamas and the room seemed to have been cleaned.
The bedroom door was gently pushed open.
Gu Xu looked up and saw Chu Yan walking in with a bowl of steaming porridge, his face expressionless.
"You..." Gu Xu's voice was very hoarse when he opened his mouth.
Chu Yan walked to the bedside, placed the bowl of porridge on the bedside table, then helped him sit up and put a pillow behind him. The whole process was meticulous and thoughtful, but he didn't say a word.
Gu Xu looked at him, feeling a little uneasy: "A Yan, why are you..."
Chu Yan stood up, folded his arms across his chest, and looked down at him. His tone was calm but with a barely perceptible chill:
"Let's eat first." Chu Yan interrupted him, his voice unrecognizable as either happy or angry. "I'm a little angry, so I don't want to talk to Brother Xu for the time being."
Gu Xu held the warm bowl of porridge in his hands, looking at Chu Yan's face, which was clearly suppressing his emotions. Even if he was slow to react, he realized the problem. He opened his mouth, but ultimately lowered his head and took small sips of the porridge in the bowl, which was just the right temperature. There seemed to be something else in the porridge, a comforting taste.
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