Chapter 11 The Sick Little Poor

One can only say that Liang Yu is worthy of being Liang Yu. In such an embarrassing situation, he was silent for only a few seconds, and then he said as a matter of course: "I just took your temperature again, it's 38.5℃. I called you for a long time but you didn't wake up, so I wanted to give you medicine." As he spoke, he spread out his hand, and there was a white pill lying in the palm of his hand.

So, he was judging others by his own standards? Qiao Shuyan looked at Liang Yu's innocent expression and cursed himself in a daze, Qiao Shuyan, you are such a bastard.

"Since you're awake, take it yourself." Liang Yu supported his shoulders and put the pillow upright against the bed, letting Qiao Shuyan lean on it. Then, he handed the medicine in his hand to him, took the cup of water from the bedside table and handed it to him, saying, "Ibuprofen."

Qiao Shuyan swallowed the pill with water, feeling a little relieved. He thought to himself that he had only been here for a few days and he was already sick, so Liang Yu was taking care of him. He was really useless. Then, he thought, since there was a gym in this building, he should exercise more in the future, otherwise his weak body would cause trouble for others.

As he was thinking, he fell asleep again.

Seeing that he had fallen asleep again, Liang Yu helped him tidy up his quilt, took away the unfinished water and medicine, turned off the light and left.

When he walked to the bedroom door, he accidentally saw a pile of bed sheets in the guest bathroom. He thought Qiao Shuyan had changed them and forgot to wash them. Considering that he was sick, Liang Yu decided to be a good person and threw the torn bed sheets into the washing machine. However, when he took them, he felt a slightly hard spot. Liang Yu was a little curious, so he took the bed sheet closer and took a look at it under the dim light from the balcony.

As a single man, Liang Yu was not unfamiliar with this. He was slightly startled and turned to look at Qiao Shuyan's bedroom. His eyes darkened. Then, he somehow moved the bed sheet closer.

Liang Yu's heartbeat quickened involuntarily, and his body began to feel hot. He felt like a pervert, and then a little irritated. But when he thought of Qiao Shuyan's appearance just now, he couldn't suppress the tingling in his heart.

What should he do in the current situation?

I have tried to escape, and it is painful;

I've tried facing it head on, and it's even more painful.

For the first time in his life, Liang Yu couldn't control his emotions and behavior. Just like in Qiao Shuyan's bedroom just now, he could have just helped him up, let him sit against the head of the bed, and then fed him medicine, but he chose the most inappropriate and inexplicable way... This scared him.

Sighing silently, Liang Yu put the sheets in his hand into the washing machine, adjusted the program, and returned to the bedroom.

Liang Yu shook his head, thinking that he was possessed. He took out his phone and opened the social app to flip through it, then put it away without much interest. But his toy had already reacted to his random thoughts just now. Liang Yu thought about it and realized that he really hadn't released himself for a long time, so he simply put down his phone and solved the problem himself.

Nearly half an hour later, Liang Yu walked to the washing machine on the balcony again, holding his bed sheets and pillowcases, threw the clean ones into the dryer, and put his dirty ones into the washing machine. His movements were a bit rough, because he was very unhappy at the moment.

The next morning, Qiao Shuyan's alarm rang on time. He reached out to turn off the alarm. He felt weak and sticky, probably because of the sweat at night. He slept comfortably and felt refreshed when he woke up. He raised his hand and touched his body, and felt that the fever should have subsided. He glanced at the thermometer on the bedside table. He thought Liang Yu had put it there on purpose, so he picked it up and took a measurement.

There were several messages on his phone, and Qiao Shuyan replied to them one by one while taking his temperature. Then, he thought about the fact that he had handed the report to the section chief yesterday, and there was nothing urgent at hand, so he sent a message to the section chief asking for half a day off, planning to rest at home.

As soon as the message was sent, Liang Yu pushed the door open.

Qiao Shuyan had a fever and couldn't process what had happened before. His last impression of Liang Yu was that he cared about him when he was sick and even gave him medicine. So he greeted him, "Good morning, Liang Yu. Thank you for last night."

Liang Yu didn't expect that he was already awake. He coughed unnaturally and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thermometer in Qiao Shuyan's arm rang. He took it out and handed it to Liang Yu: "The fever has gone down, look."

Liang Yu took it and saw that the fever had indeed subsided, 36.7℃, so he nodded: "It seems that the ibuprofen I took last night was effective."

"Yes, thank you very much." Qiao Shuyan rubbed his head a little embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Liang Yu said, "You're welcome. I just ordered takeout. Have some porridge later."

Qiao Shuyan thanked again: "Okay, thank you!"

Liang Yu smiled and said, "You don't have to keep saying thank you to me. It's too polite."

"Oh..." Qiao Shuyan scratched his head again and said embarrassedly, "Besides 'thank you', I don't know what else to say."

"Then don't say anything." Liang Yu said, "Take a day off today. As the saying goes, 'Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes away like pulling a thread.' You should stay at home and take good care of yourself."

"Well," Qiao Shuyan nodded, "I've taken half a day off and will go in the afternoon."

"That's fine. I have to go to the company first." Liang Yu looked at his watch and said.

"Okay, drive slowly."

Liang Yu was right. Illness comes like a mountain falling and goes like a thread being pulled out. Although Qiao Shuyan felt energetic when he got up in the morning, he felt drowsy soon after. He didn't have a fever anymore, but his nose started to get blocked, and then his throat felt a little uncomfortable.

Qiao Shuyan was also suffering from a cold, so she found some cold medicine at Liang Yu's house, drank it with water, and then fell asleep on the bed.

It was the smell of rice that woke Qiao Shuyan up, and when he woke up, he saw Liang Yu's handsome face. At this moment, he looked at Qiao Shuyan with concern, and suddenly saw that he had woken up. Before he could calm down, Qiao Shuyan took in all his concern, and he was very grateful.

Qiao Shuyan sat up on the bed. Because of his illness, his voice was a little hoarse and nasal. He asked, "Are you off work?" Because the bedroom curtains were drawn to block out light, he couldn't see what the sky was like. As he spoke, he picked up his phone and took a look. It was a little after noon. So he understood that the other party must be worried about him and came back to check on him. He felt a little sorry and said, "I delayed you from going to work."

Liang Yu shook his head. Even if he answered the first question, he was also answering the second question. Then he reached out and touched Qiao Shuyan's forehead and said, "It doesn't seem to be burned."

Qiao Shuyan nodded. He didn't feel cold or weak, so he probably didn't have a fever. But just in case, Liang Yu still put the thermometer under his arm and said, "From your voice, you sound like you have a serious cold."

"A-choo——"

Before Liang Yu finished speaking, Qiao Shuyan sneezed and shuddered. Qiao Shuyan covered her mouth and nose with her arm and said to Liang Yu, "You'd better stay away from me, don't get infected."

"..." Liang Yu said, "I'll go get a mask."

Qiao Shuyan said, "Then you take two, I'll wear some too."

Liang Yu nodded, signaling him to clamp the thermometer and sit still. After a while, he came back into the room, wearing a disposable mask, a black one. After covering his mouth and nose, his eyes looked even deeper and brighter, like a star.

Taking the mask handed over by the other party, Qiao Shuyan put it on and said: "It's a pity that you don't become a star."

Liang Yu laughed and said, "I can make a living by relying on my looks, but I choose to rely on my talent."

Qiao Shuyan was amused by him and said, "If you were a star, wouldn't you have a lot of die-hard fans who would start with your looks, fall in love with your talent, and be loyal to your character?"

"Really?" Liang Yu raised his eyebrows. "If I were a celebrity, would you be my fan?"

Qiao Shuyan was stunned by the question, and his heart skipped a beat. After a while, he said, "That's possible..."

The thermometer beeped at the right time. Qiao Shuyan breathed a sigh of relief, took it out and took a look, then handed it to Liang Yu, forcibly ending the previous topic: "Well, it's not feverish anymore."

Liang Yu nodded. "I bought some porridge and light dishes. Let me bring them in for you." Then he went out to get the food.

Qiao Shuyan wanted to refuse, but then he thought that he had a cold, and if the two of them had dinner at the same table and Liang Yu was infected, he would feel really bad, so he nodded and agreed.

In fact, Qiao Shuyan was not very hungry and had no appetite. After all, he slept all morning without any activities. In addition, he was not feeling well due to the cold. He just felt all kinds of uncomfortable feelings covering his head and his head was a little dizzy. He didn't know when this feeling would disappear.

But Liang Yu insisted that he eat something to replenish his body's energy and ammunition to support the white blood cells in their fight against the evil forces.

One of Qiao Shuyan's advantages is that he listens to advice. He believes that his body is his own and the pain is his own. If he wants to get better soon, he really needs to eat to replenish his fighting power.

Even so, he didn't eat much. This cold might be caused by fever, so he felt particularly uncomfortable. He even wanted to take a leave in the afternoon. But it was just a thought. He said that there was no important work at hand, but there were a lot of accounts to be dealt with at the end of the month. If he didn't go this afternoon, he would probably have a hard time resting in the next two days.

So after dinner, Qiao Shuyan insisted on changing clothes, washing up and going to work.

Liang Yu disagreed, "It's not efficient for you to go there, you'd better rest at home."

Qiao Shuyan said, "No, our section chief just asked me what time I would go there in the afternoon."

"...Your hospital is so inhumane, otherwise you should go get an IV." Liang Yu said.

Qiao Shuyan said, "I won't go." Those who were afraid of injections immediately refused.

Liang Yu heard this, crossed his arms, and looked at him with interest, "Comrade Qiao Shuyan, you are not afraid of injections, are you?"

Qiao Shuyan's face immediately turned red. "Who, who said I was afraid of injections? I just, I just don't feel that bad. If I really can't take it anymore, I will definitely go!"

"Tsk." Liang Yu clicked his tongue and decided not to expose her. "If you really want to go, I'll take you there. Don't fall down halfway."

"..." Qiao Shuyan was surprised, "Why would I fall down on the road if I just have a cold?"

Liang Yu didn't say anything. He fiddled with his phone for a long time, then put the screen in front of Qiao Shuyan and let Qiao Shuyan see it herself.

[What happens if you suddenly faint due to a cold? 】

[Why do you feel dizzy when you have a cold? 】

[Why do people faint when they have a cold or fever? 】

…

Qiao Shuyan: “…”

Liang Yu took the phone back and continued, "Since Auntie has entrusted you to me, I have to take responsibility."

Qiao Shuyan: “……?” Why does this sound so weird?

Liang Yu: "Let's go."

Probably because of a bad cold, Qiao Shuyan couldn't think of a convincing way to refuse, and finally had to trouble Liang Yu to send him to the hospital, and actually sent him to his office floor!