Chapter 181 He Yanting has a high fever
On the way to the cemetery, Gao Cheng looked back several times.
"Are you sure Mr. He will come here?"
Jiang Xu looked at the snow-covered pines and cypresses outside the window and nodded gently: "Yeah."
When we got there, there was indeed a person sitting next to the tombstone.
Jiang Xu and Gao Cheng walked over quickly and saw He Yanting sitting on the steps, looking down at the ground, with a layer of snow falling on his head and shoulders.
"He Yanting."
Jiang Xu squatted down in front of him, feeling anxious and angry. "How long have you been here?"
He Yanting didn't say anything.
Jiang Xu held his hand, which was as cold as ice, and he was shaking all over.
"Are you crazy? It's so cold, and you come here and sit all night!"
Her voice trembled.
He Yanting slowly raised his eyes and looked at her. Only then did Jiang Xu see his face clearly. He looked so haggard that it was beyond words to describe. There was a layer of dark blue stubble on his chin, and his eyes were red.
Jiang Xu pursed her lips and pulled him: "Get up and go back to the car."
He Yanting didn't move.
Jiang Xu asked, "You're not afraid of the cold, so do you want us to suffer with you?"
He Yanting finally stood up. His body was almost frozen and his movements were very slow. As soon as he stood up, his body shook a little.
Jiang Xu hurried to support him, and He Yanting fell on her.
When his forehead touched her cheek, Jiang Xu realized that he had a high fever.
She only felt a dull pain in her chest, and whispered in He Yanting's ear: "If you don't want to do that with Song Mingyue, forget it."
He Yanting looked at her and moved his lips, "I..."
Before he could finish his words, he closed his eyes and fainted.
Gao Cheng and Jiang Xu helped him back to the car. They originally wanted to go to the hospital, but the semi-conscious He Yanting was unwilling to go to the hospital and said he wanted to go home.
Jiang Xu asked Gao Cheng to drive back to Dihua Mansion.
Gao Cheng called a private doctor.
Seeing He Yanting so ill, the doctor was extremely surprised: "Mr. He has always been in good health. How could he have such a severe fever?"
Gao Cheng said: "He stayed out all night last night."
"This is ridiculous. It's so cold, someone could die."
The doctor shook his head, took his temperature, and gave him an IV drip.
Jiang Xu called Mrs. He and told her that He Yanting had been found and asked her not to worry.
Three hours later, He Yanting's body temperature began to drop and he was out of danger.
The doctor prescribed the medicine, gave some precautions, and then left.
Jiang Xu asked Gao Cheng to bring Tuanbao back so that she could take care of He Yanting.
Following the doctor's instructions, she soaked a towel in cold water and placed it on his forehead, and wiped his body with warm water.
Two hours later, Tuanbao came back.
Seeing He Yanting lying on the bed, he leaned over the edge of the bed, standing on tiptoe, with a worried look on his face: "What happened to Dad?"
"Dad is sick, but he'll be better soon."
Jiang Xu touched his head and spoke softly.
Tuanbao blinked and nodded: "Well, then I won't say anything and let Dad have a good rest."
After saying that, he sat on the sofa and looked at He Yanting quietly.
At night, Tuanbao was reluctant to go back to his room.
"Why isn't Dad awake yet?" he asked with a frown.
Jiang Xu said: "He didn't sleep all night, so he needs to sleep well now. You go to bed obediently, and dad will wake up tomorrow morning."
Tuanbao looked at He Yanting, his little face full of reluctance.
Jiang Xu didn't expect that this father and son usually spoke very coldly, as if they had nothing to say, but Tuanbao was so dependent on He Yanting.
Back in the children's room, Tuanbao was lying on the bed, frowning and saying, "I've never seen Daddy sick before, but why has he been sick so often lately?"
Jiang Xu looked at the worry on his face and felt complicated.
"Go to sleep, baby."
After kissing him on the cheek, Jiang Xu picked up a children's picture book and told him a bedtime story.
After Tuanbao fell asleep, Jiang Xu returned to the master bedroom and continued to change He Yanting's towel.
Late at night, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.
the next day.
He Yanting opened his eyes, and the sunlight came in through the window, casting a gentle morning glow in the room.
He felt a splitting headache, and if he moved a little, his whole body felt like it was falling apart in pain.
Turning my head, I suddenly saw a beautiful sleeping face in front of me.
He Yanting was stunned for a moment.
The woman in front of him was sleeping soundly. In the morning light, the fuzz on her face was almost clearly visible, but her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was worried about something.
Looking down, she was not wearing pajamas and was holding a towel in her hand.
He Yanting raised his hand and found that his forehead was covered with a half-dry towel.
So...she took care of him all night last night?
He Yanting, who was about to get up, stopped, not wanting to wake her up.
He covered her with the quilt very gently.
At this time, the door was gently pushed open and Tuanbao walked in barefoot.
"Shh-"
He Yanting raised his index finger at him, signaling for silence.
Tuanbao looked at Jiang Xu, nodded, tiptoed to the bedside, and asked softly, "Dad, are you feeling better?"
He Yanting hummed and rubbed the top of his head.
Jiang Xu slept very soundly. After waking up, he stretched comfortably.
Halfway through, he opened his eyes and met a pair of calm black eyes.
“Cough cough cough…”
Jiang Xu quickly stopped stretching, sat up, and looked at He Yanting: "Are you awake?"
As he said this, he reached out and touched his forehead.
It's still a little hot, but much better than yesterday. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Looking at her expression, He Yanting's expression moved slightly, and the corners of his lips rose inadvertently.
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Xu lowered his eyes silently.
He Yanting said: "I think you are pretty."
His voice was extremely hoarse and he started coughing after he finished speaking.
Jiang Xu patted his chest and said unhappily, "Your voice sounds like it's split, even worse than a duck's quacking. Could you please stop talking?"
This actually amused He Yanting. He laughed and coughed even more violently.
Looking at his face that turned red due to coughing and fever, Jiang Xu felt indescribable and turned around and got out of bed.
"Where are you going?"
He Yanting quickly called her.
Jiang Xu replied: "Pour you some water."
He Yanting was relieved. He struggled to sit up. Jiang Xu was a little nervous: "Why are you getting up? Just lie down!"
He Yanting felt a little embarrassed and coughed dryly: "Um...I have to pee urgently."
Jiang Xu was stunned for a moment, "Then go ahead."
He Yanting got out of bed, but his steps were very unsteady and he almost fell. Jiang Xu walked over to help him.
He Yanting smiled awkwardly: "I never thought that one day I would need someone to serve me in the bathroom."
"Let's go."
Jiang Xu said with gritted teeth.
He Yanting went into the bathroom. Jiang Xu followed behind him. Listening to the rustling sounds and the rushing water, her face turned red with embarrassment.
Finally, the water was released. He Yanting turned around, stared at Jiang Xu's red cheeks, and raised an eyebrow: "Did you peek?"
"Whoever peeks at you is a narcissist!"
Jiang Xu rolled his eyes.
He Yanting chuckled: "Yeah, there's no need to peek. It's not like you haven't seen it before."
The next second, his face twisted and he let out a hissing sound.
Looking at the delicate hand on his arm that was twisting the flesh vigorously, He Yanting scoffed, "It was just a joke. You have such a strong desire for revenge."
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