Chapter 9 009 Sick
This roar resounded throughout the room.
Yu Zeyuan's eyes flashed with panic, and he raised his chin with forced composure: "Your faucet should have been replaced long ago! I tried turning it for a long time but it wouldn't turn it on, and it got me all wet!"
I think it's you who should be replaced!
Xue Yi pressed the tip of his tongue against his back teeth, suppressing the rage boiling in his chest as he issued an ultimatum: "You have one minute, get out!"
Yu Zeyuan pursed his lips and said indignantly, "Anyway, I've already washed the dishes."
The implication is that you are not allowed to find fault with him.
The heavy rain continued, crackling against the windows, making people feel upset.
The housekeeper is definitely not here, so I have to clean up this mess myself. And the culprit not only has no shame at all, but even dares to make excuses?
I can no longer tolerate it.
Xue Yi took a step forward and grabbed Yu Zeyuan's forearm, her nails almost digging into his skin: "Get out!"
She pulled back hard, and her whole body fell backward uncontrollably, with the back of her head about to make close contact with the hard tiles.
Yu Zeyuan reached out to pull her almost subconsciously.
The two of them fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut. In the chaos, he felt his arm sink.
Xue Yi groaned, but the pain was not as severe as he had imagined. The back of his head hit the warm flesh pad.
Her head was saved, but the suffocating feeling in her chest made her eyes go black.
An adult man of about 1.8 meters tall and strong physique, almost put all his weight on himself.
Yu Zeyuan's situation is not much better.
The woman's soft, fragrant and warm body fit tightly against his. Her angry, rapid breathing brushed against his neck, causing a tingling sensation that made his body stiffen.
"stand up!"
Xue Yi's cheeks flushed red and he struggled to squeeze out a sound from between his teeth.
Yu Zeyuan tried to get up in a panic, but the foam-covered tiles were too slippery. As soon as he exerted force with his palms, he lost his support and fell heavily back on her again.
“Ugh—!”
Xue Yi arched her back in pain, feeling as if her chest was being crushed. Stars flashed before her eyes, and she pushed hard, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?!"
After trying a few more times, I finally got up from the ground.
Yu Zeyuan's arms and trouser legs were stained with water, his cheeks burning. To hide his embarrassment and guilt, he growled angrily, "You think I like this?! The ground is as slippery as an ice rink. If I hadn't pulled you up, you'd be in the ICU!"
Xue Yi also stood up by holding the door frame. He looked extremely disheveled and didn't notice the boy's red ears and neck at all. He only felt a dull pain in his chest and his wet and cold clothes stuck to his back, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
She stumbled to the balcony, picked up the mop and empty bucket, and stuffed them into Yu Zeyuan's hands without saying anything. She said coldly, "Whoever made it should clean it up." After hesitating for a second, she said, "It's the mopping club, right?"
Yu Zeyuan didn't say a word.
Xue Yi raised his voice again and said, "If you can't clean it up, don't even think about leaving this door!"
After she finished her harsh words, she returned to her room, took out a set of clean clothes, went into the bathroom and locked the door.
Unexpectedly, it was not as messy as I had imagined. Instead, it was clean and tidy, and all the used items were put back in their original places.
This boy is quite careful.
After taking a shower, Xue Yi went to the kitchen and took a look.
Yu Zeyuan half bent over and mopped the floor obediently, his movements rough and clumsy.
The dim yellow light shone on him, making him look much more obedient.
Xue Yi looked at the time, 21:45.
The heavy rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping, so she took out a blanket and pillow from the bedroom and threw them on the sofa.
Without saying a word, he turned back to the bedroom and locked the door.
*
The sky was getting light, and the sun was pouring down through the clouds.
Xue Yi opened the blackout curtains and pushed open the window. The moist, fresh air after the rain filled her nostrils, mixed with a cool breeze.
The hazy sleepiness gradually cleared up.
She did a few simple yoga moves and went to the living room.
His footsteps suddenly stopped.
His eyes fell on the figure curled up on the sofa, and after a moment's hesitation he said, "Hey, get up and go to work."
No movement.
She raised her voice and shouted again, "Get up!"
Still no movement.
Xue Yi frowned and took a few steps closer, his expression changing.
Yu Zeyuan, lying on the sofa, had a flushed face and was breathing heavily.
Reached out and touched his forehead.
It's terribly hot! Is this a fever?
It must have been caused by the rain yesterday and the wind at night.
This guy!
He can't take care of himself and only causes her trouble. If he wasn't a potential candidate for a son-in-law, she would have thrown him out long ago.
She pushed Yu Zeyuan unhappily: "Wake up! You have a fever!"
Yu Zeyuan opened his eyes drowsily, his eyes were unfocused, he hummed in a hoarse voice, and fell asleep again.
Xue Yi had no choice but to find a thermometer and handed it to him to measure the temperature. The temperature was 39.1.
He quickly brought out the antipyretic medicine and water and said dryly, "Get up and drink the medicine!"
The other person frowned and didn't move.
She sighed and squeezed a fever-reducing pill from the aluminum foil, pried open Yu Zeyuan's mouth and stuffed it in. Then she lifted the back of his head and brought the water cup to his lips: "Open your mouth and drink water."
No response.
Xue Yi opened his mouth again and poured water in, her movements not being gentle: "Drink it!"
Water flowed down the corners of his mouth.
There is very little patience left.
She is not a nanny and has no obligation to take care of him!
If he continued like this, not only would he be late for work, but his perfect attendance bonus for the month would also be lost. Thinking of this, Xue Yi grabbed his black hair with her fingers and pulled hard.
“Hmm—”
Sure enough, the other party opened his mouth in pain.
Xue Yi took the opportunity to gulp down a few sips of water and commanded, "Hurry, swallow it!"
“Cough cough cough…”
Yu Zeyuan coughed a few times due to the choking of water, and swallowed obediently in a dazed state. Tears appeared in the corners of his eyes due to physiological stimulation, and he looked pitiful and fragile.
Seeing that he finally drank the medicine, Xue Yi felt relieved.
I looked up at the time - 08:12.
Damn it!
She picked up her bag and keys, and rushed out the door without even having time to eat breakfast.
I finally squeezed into the subway during the morning rush hour.
Xue Yi endured the crowded space and took out her cell phone to contact Aunt Zhang——
Aunt Zhang, could you please come to my house and clean it today? Also... my cousin stayed over last night and seems to have a fever. Could you please make him some light porridge or noodles for lunch and help take care of him? The medicine is on the coffee table. Thank you for your hard work, and I'll double the price.
She deliberately emphasized her cousin, mainly to draw a clear line and avoid misunderstandings.
With only three minutes left before work time, Xue Yi barely managed to punch in.
Since Yu Zeyuan didn't come to work today, the girls in the company obviously lost their usual enthusiasm and were all listless. Even when they passed by President Wang's office, they were stopped by and asked, "Xiao Xue, why didn't Yu Zeyuan come to work?"
Xue Yi's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was normal: "He is sick and asked me for leave."
"Okay... Thank you for your hard work these days."
Mr. Wang nodded politely and didn't ask any more questions.
*
At home, Yu Zeyuan was sleeping soundly.
Half asleep and half awake, he felt someone gently holding up his head, feeding him medicine and porridge with gentle movements. At that moment, he felt like he was back in his mother's arms when he was a child.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but all he could see were blurry, swaying outlines, and a faint voice came to his ears:
"Miss Xue specifically instructed..."
"Are you Miss Xue's cousin? You're so handsome!"
………
Yu Zeyuan was unable to explain, but the words "cousin" and "specially instructed" floated into his confused consciousness.
*
Health lectures are held one after another.
During the break, my colleague Liu Shuang came over with the itinerary and asked, "Yiyi, when we're done, are we going to go back to the company directly, or to the next location?"
She asked, but got no response.
When I turned my head, I saw Xue Yi frowning slightly, his eyes fixed on something, rarely distracted.
"Yiyi?" Liu Shuang gently touched her arm. "What's wrong with you? Are you worried about something?"
Xue Yi came back to his senses and smiled hastily: "Oh, it's okay. Let's go directly to the next destination."
Having said that, I still can't help but worry.
I wonder how that patient is doing?
An inexplicable irritation surged into my heart.
His appearance disrupted the rhythm of his life.
The phone vibrated——
Aunt Zhang's text message: [Ms. Xue, your cousin drank the porridge and medicine and is back to sleep. His temperature has subsided a bit. Don't worry too much.]
Xue Yi breathed a sigh of relief and replied: [Thank you, you’ve worked hard.]
She put away her phone, gathered her thoughts, and returned to her usual work state.
After three presentations, Xue Yi achieved a huge sales volume of 80,000 with his superb professionalism!
We are one step closer to the team's total performance of 800,000.
After handling all the follow-up matters, it was just time to get off work.
Xue Yi walked out of the company, his steps faster than usual, and paused when passing by the fresh food supermarket downstairs.
A moment later, she pushed open the door with some difficulty, carrying two large bags full of daily necessities.
Yu Zeyuan was still lying on the sofa in the living room, unconscious. His complexion seemed to have improved a lot, and his pale lips had regained color.
There was a note from Aunt Zhang on the coffee table, briefly reporting some basic information.
She took a quick look and walked into the kitchen, which had already been tidied up by Aunt Zhang.
Xue Yi put the things she had just bought into the refrigerator, rolled up her sleeves, and began to prepare dinner.
The tempting aroma of chicken soup filled the room, tempting Yu Zeyuan's taste buds bit by bit.
His eyelids fluttered a few times and he opened his eyes.
He first sat up from the sofa with difficulty, then looked around. Although his body was not as heavy as before, his limbs were still a little weak and his head was dizzy.
Xue Yizheng walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of steaming chicken soup. Seeing that he had woken up, she said calmly, "Drink it."
He didn't ask about my health, nor did he show any concern. He was like an NPC going through the motions.
Yu Zeyuan reached out to take the chicken soup, and the warm feeling penetrated the porcelain bowl and went straight to his heart.
The soup didn’t taste particularly good, but it warmed my stomach and dispelled the last trace of illness.
I didn't eat many bites.
He began to sweat lightly and felt that he had regained some strength. He stood up straight from half-sitting.
After finishing the last mouthful of soup, Yu Zeyuan said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."
"Um."
Xue Yi didn't even raise his eyelids, put away the empty bowl, turned around and left.
Yu Zeyuan stared at her back and fell into deep thought.
perhaps…
Is she not as unkind as she appears? Is she actually a kind person who is not good at speaking?
Just as this thought came to mind, it was shattered the next second.
"If you can move, go ahead and remember to close the door."
Finally, he added, "I will record the medical expenses and soup costs in the account and deduct them from your salary when the time comes."
“…”
Yu Zeyuan's eyes widened.
He wanted to take back his previous thought.
What kind person would kick out a patient who just recovered from a fever?
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