Chapter 22 Fever

Jiang Xianchuan has been observing more frequently recently. He sits in front of the window almost every day, sometimes even for several hours, just to see if the mysterious man will appear again.

However, after several days of observation, he still did not see the shadow of the mysterious man. This made Jiang Xianchuan begin to wonder if he was too nervous and sensitive.

"Are they really just a bunch of enthusiastic people passing by?" Jiang Xianchuan said to himself.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Xianchuan turned around and saw that it was Li Lingyu. He smiled and replied, "Nothing, just looking around, what's the matter?"

Li Lingyu walked behind Jiang Xianchuan with a coat in his hand, and then gently put the coat on Jiang Xianchuan's shoulders. "The weather is getting cold, wear more clothes." He said with concern.

Jiang Xianchuan smiled gratefully and said, "Thank you, you are really my sweet baby."

Li Lingyu shook his head and said, "It's okay." Then he turned and left.

As expected, Jiang Xianchuan had a fever in the evening and became a little confused.

Shi Yi quickly took out the thermometer to measure Jiang Xianchuan's temperature, and it was as high as 39.4 degrees!

She frowned in pain, hurriedly found the fever-reducing medicine, and gently coaxed Jiang Xianchuan to take it.

Seeing Jiang Xianchuan's dazed look, Li Lingyu frowned and said to Shi Yi, "You go and have a rest. I'll take care of you."

Shi Yi nodded, but still reminded him worriedly: "Okay, if you get tired, remember to ask me to replace you."

At this moment, Jiang Xianchuan felt as if his head had been hit hard by a hammer and the pain was unbearable.

As soon as Li Lingyu covered him with the quilt, he kicked it away mercilessly, muttering, "It's too hot, I don't want to cover myself with it." It seemed as if he had a deep disgust for this quilt.

However, Li Lingyu did not give up. He covered Jiang Xianchuan with the quilt again and said softly, "No."

Afterwards, Li Lingyu quickly walked to the bathroom, fetched a basin of cool water, soaked the towel in it, wrung it dry, and gently applied it to Jiang Xianchuan's forehead.

Then, he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes full of concern and worry, staring at Jiang Xianchuan quietly.

After a while, Jiang Xianchuan murmured faintly: "I want to drink water..." Li Lingyu immediately came to his senses, nodded gently, quickly stood up and walked to the water dispenser, and got a glass of warm water.

He carefully helped Jiang Xianchuan up, letting him lean in his warm arms, then gently picked up the water cup, slowly brought the cup close to Jiang Xianchuan's lips, and gently fed him every sip of water.

"Do you want more?" Li Lingyu asked softly, his eyes full of concern.

Jiang Xianchuan shook his head lightly, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "No, thank you." His voice was a little weak.

Li Lingyu didn't say anything, but reached out and gently touched Jiang Xianchuan's forehead, feeling his body temperature.

After making sure that his fever had subsided, she helped him lie down and carefully covered him with a blanket, fearing that he might catch a cold.

"Go to sleep. Just call me if you need anything." Li Lingyu said softly, with a hint of pampering and care in his tone.

Jiang Xianchuan nodded slightly and replied softly, "Okay." He felt Li Lingyu's care and concern, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Then he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Li Lingyu sat quietly beside the bed, watching Jiang Xianchuan falling asleep, his heart filled with pity.

He hopes that Jiang Xianchuan can recover his health as soon as possible and regain his former vitality and smile.