Chapter 168 Fever 6



Zhou Mo raised her hand to test it, and sure enough, the temperature was different from her palm.

Shen Pan’s forehead felt even colder.

"I'll get the thermometer, you take the measurement."

Zhou Mo reminded: "Disinfect first."

“…” Chen Pan knew that Zhou Mo had mysophobia, although Zhou Mo had disinfected the thermometer after she used it.

Zhou Mo is not an absolute mysophobiaist, he just shows mysophobia in some aspects.

Shen Pan could understand. She dipped gauze in alcohol, carefully wiped the thermometer, and handed it to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo took it, checked to see that the mercury column was below the red mark, and tucked it under his arm.

"Pinch the time."

Chen Pan turned around to look for his phone, unplugged the charging cable, and turned on the timer.

Ten minutes later.

Zhou Mo took it out and said, "37.5 degrees, not bad."

"What do you mean it's okay? A low temperature is considered a fever, right?"

Zhou Mo: "You don't need to take cold medicine at this temperature, just physical cooling will be enough."

Shen Pan was helpless: "Eat first, then go lie down for a while. If you feel uncomfortable, I will take you to the hospital."

Zhou Mo nodded, looking listless.

In less than two days, she and Shen Pan exchanged identities.

Yesterday she was still full of energy taking care of Chen Pan, but today it was Chen Pan who took care of her.

Having a fever is really uncomfortable, and Zhou Mo has already started to have headaches.

These are typical symptoms of her cold.

"No, my head hurts so much, I can't stand it anymore," Zhou Mo felt really uncomfortable. Her head felt like it was filled with boiling water, swollen and painful. She put down her bowl and chopsticks.

"No, you should eat something."

Zhou Mo waved his hands and said, "My throat feels like it's on fire. I can't swallow."

She felt like she could burst into flames at any moment.

Seeing that she didn't want to eat a single bite of food, Shen Pan felt distressed and sent her to bed to rest.

As soon as Zhou Mo touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Pan finished his meal quickly and cleared away the dishes.

She went to the bathroom to get a towel and wiped Zhou Mo bit by bit just like how Zhou Mo had taken care of her the night before.

Then he took some alcohol and applied it to Zhou Mo's palms, arms and neck.

Nine o'clock.

Lu Zhishu called and said the train was delayed.

Chen Pan said anxiously: "Why are you so nervous? I just recovered from my illness, and Zhou Mo is sick again. He has a fever now, and his forehead seems to be getting hotter and hotter."

Lu Zhishu was surprised: "How could it be? When she called in the afternoon..."

Scolding people with great energy.

Shen Pan: "Why not? She has been taking care of me for almost two days, cooking for me and taking me to the hospital. Last night I was hospitalized for an IV drip, and she took care of me all night. She didn't get much rest. Even a robot couldn't handle it."

Lu Zhishu comforted him, "I'll go to Dongjiang right away. Once we get there, I'll definitely go back."

Shen Pan was anxious: "Hurry up."

Hang up the phone.

Shen Pan touched Zhou Mo's forehead again, which was already as hot as a stove.

She took out the thermometer, disinfected it, and shook Zhou Mo. "Momo, can you take another test?"

Zhou Mo responded in a daze, his body showing no reaction at all.

Shen Pan had no choice but to pull Zhou Mo's arm away, open her collar, and put the thermometer in.

Her hands burned when they touched Zhou Mo's skin.

It’s over, it’s over, the temperature is rising.

Shen Pan had just experienced this situation, but the person lying there was her, and she was unconscious.

At this moment, she became the one taking care of him, and she realized how frightened Zhou Mo was yesterday.

She was really unsure and panicked.

Lu Zhishu didn't know when, but in a moment of urgency, a person suddenly popped up in his mind - "Han Chen".

Yes, he is a doctor, he must have a solution.

Shen Pan didn't have Han Chen's contact information, so he could only look through Zhou Mo's phone.

Zhou Mo's phone is unlocked with a pattern, starting from the upper right corner and going clockwise around the outermost point, with the last two points not connected.

Shen Pan knew it all along.

When I clicked on the call log, I found Han Chen's number. The call log was from several days ago.

She dialed the number, the phone beeped twice, and was quickly connected.

"Momo, I haven't figured it out yet..."

"Han Chen, Zhou Mo has a fever..."

The two spoke at the same time and were stunned at the same time.

Shen Pan was the first to react.

"It's me, Chen Pan. Zhou Mo has a fever and is at my house. Should he be sent to the hospital or something? What should we do?" Chen Pan said anxiously.

"Your home? Where is it?" Han Chen asked in a deep voice.

"Economic Development Zone, Hexi Road, Ganding Apartment, Building 18, Room 603."

"I'll be right there," Han Chen asked, "Have you taken her temperature?"

"I'm taking the temperature right now," Chen Pan said. "I took it around seven o'clock, and it was 37.5 degrees. It feels hotter now than before. By the way, it must have been transmitted to her by me. I had the flu and a fever yesterday." His tone was full of apology.

"It's the peak season for flu recently," Han Chen said without any intention of blaming him.

An hour later.

Han Chen rushed to Shen Pan's house.

"You're finally here," Shen Pan breathed a sigh of relief the moment he opened the door. Seeing a doctor at this time was like seeing a life-saving straw.

"Come and take a look," Chen Pan led Han Chen to the bedroom.

As soon as Han Chen entered the room, he saw Zhou Mo lying on the bed, looking weak and pale.

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, probably because of a headache.

This is also Zhou Mo's old problem. He will get a headache when he catches a cold.

Han Chen stepped forward and placed his large palm on Zhou Mo's forehead. "What temperature did you measure just now?"

Chen Pan: "Thirty-eight."

Han Chen reached out to touch Zhou Mo's neck, which was much hotter than his forehead and was greasy with sweat.

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