"Come if you have the guts." The European man looked at the girl with a somewhat impatient tone.
The girl glared at him, "This is your business, not mine."
"Then what are you talking about here?"
Just as the two were about to start arguing, their cell phones suddenly rang. A thin man beside them looked at them with his phone in hand, "It's the doctor calling."
In an instant, the two of them were silent.
…
It was quiet late at night and Song Nanwu was woken up from her sleep. She picked up the phone beside her, looked at the caller ID, and then looked at the time. It was already past twelve o'clock.
The captain called her so late at night. Song Nanwu swiped to answer the call, "Captain."
But no one spoke on the phone, and then the call was hung up with a beep.
The call ended just like that. Song Nanwu was stunned. She put the phone back aside, closed her eyes and continued to sleep. The phone rang again.
It was Si Jin again. Song Nanwu continued on the phone, "Captain?"
"beep."
The call was hung up again.
Song Nanwu was a little confused. She put down her phone and went back to sleep. The ringtone rang again.
"Captain, is there something wrong?"
"beep."
The call was hung up again. Song Nanwu was a little annoyed. How could she not let him sleep so late at night?
Just as I was about to turn off the phone, Si Jin called again.
Song Nanwu was completely awake from her sleepiness. She answered the phone with a cold and impatient voice, "Si Jin, what on earth are you going to do?"
"Cough cough cough."
A suppressed cough was heard, and Song Nanwu's previous annoyance disappeared instantly. She asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
He didn't say anything and was silent for two breaths. The phone was hung up again.
He is not feeling well.
With a slight frown, Song Nanwu couldn't sleep this time. She got up, changed her clothes, and located Si Jin's location, which was in the high-end residential area of Yunhai Bay. She had been there once before.
She hurried out and took a taxi. Song Nanwu took the elevator to Room 706. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she found it was only ajar. She pushed it open and walked in.
There was no light in the room and it was pitch black.
"Captain." Song Nanwu called out, turned on the light in the entrance hall, and then turned to the living room. She saw Si Jin curled up in the corner of the sofa in thin clothes, and a soft cough could be heard.
The weather in November has already turned cold, not to mention the cold nights.
Her heart tightened, and Song Nanwu quickly walked over, squatted in front of him, and called softly, "Captain."
He didn't respond, but closed his eyes tightly, with an abnormal flush on his fair face.
Song Nanwu reached out and touched his forehead.
It’s so hot, he has a fever again!
The chill on his forehead seemed to wake Si Jin up. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Song Nanwu, and smiled, "You're here."
The voice is very hoarse.
Song Nanwu looked at him with a serious expression, "Why didn't you tell me on the phone that you were not feeling well? What if I didn't come?"
Why didn't you say it? I just wanted to see if she would come.
Si Jin didn't know what was wrong with him. He was using this self-destructive method to test whether there was a place for him in her heart.
Fortunately, she came.
He missed her very much.
"Buddhist sister, I feel uncomfortable." Si Jin said weakly with his eyes closed.
Song Nanwu's expression changed, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"I feel uncomfortable all over. I'm sick, Buddhist sister." He looked at her with red eyes.
"Yeah, I know. It's okay. Let's go to the hospital." Song Nanwu said seriously, trying to help him up.
Si Jin struggled to get up, frowning like a child, and said, "No, I won't go to the hospital."
Yes, this person doesn’t like going to the hospital or taking medicine when he is sick.
Song Nanwu looked at him and didn't insist. She took the phone he had placed aside, unlocked it with his fingerprint, called Tang Beiye, and went into the house to get a quilt and cover Si Jin with it.
Tang Beiye came over half an hour later. He took Si Jin's temperature and found it was 40 degrees Celsius. He quickly gave him an IV drip to reduce his fever and prescribed some cold medicine.
Then, he was driven away by Si Jin.
Tang Beiye: “…”
The donkey is slaughtered after it has served its purpose.
Song Nanwu walked Tang Beiye to the door and said, "Thank you, Doctor Tang."
"It's not a big deal. It's my job." Tang Beiye looked at her, his eyes fixed on her right hand. "How's your hand recovering?"
"fine."
"That's good." Tang Beiye smiled and said, "Go back and take care of your captain! I'm leaving now. Goodbye."
"Goodbye." After saying goodbye, Song Nanwu closed the door and returned to the living room.
Si Jin sat on the sofa, looking at her with a 'sick, pitiful, uncomfortable, weak and helpless' expression, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm hungry, Buddhist sister."
Hearing this, Song Nanwu was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Are you very hungry, Captain?"
"Yeah." He responded softly. Wasn't he being given food because he was very hungry?
"So what do you want to eat? I'll order takeout for you." Song Nanwu took out her phone and said, "Just pick what you want. I'm not picky." Si Jin was really hungry. He hadn't eaten anything all day.
"Okay." Song Nanwu responded and opened the food delivery app. There were vendors, but they were all late-night snacks, such as spicy crayfish and barbecue, which were not suitable for someone with a fever of 40 degrees.
However, Song Nanwu still ordered a spicy crayfish and a barbecue dish. Then she looked at Si Jin with a serious expression, as if she had made a big decision. "Captain, I'll make you some porridge."
She seemed to be really hungry. Si Jin looked at her and didn't refuse. "The rice is in the kitchen. Look for it. I forgot where I put it."
"Yeah." Song Nanwu turned around and was about to go to the kitchen, but accidentally caught a glimpse of two bottles of yogurt on the coffee table.
They were the two bottles she bought. Song Nanwu raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Si Jin, "I didn't throw them away."
Si Jin looked at her, not feeling embarrassed at all, and said, "You have to be frugal."
"Yeah, traditional virtues." Song Nanwu smiled, walked over to take the yogurt to the kitchen, then remembered something and turned to look at Si Jin, "Captain, please keep an eye on the water."
"I know." Si Jin looked at her gently, agreed, picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and turned on the TV.
As soon as Song Nanwu entered the kitchen, she started to get busy. She boiled water to warm the yogurt, and then began to look for rice all over the kitchen. Finally, she found it in a storage box in the corner.
But how to cook this porridge? She only knows how to eat it, not how to make it!
Song Nanwu frowned, searched the Internet for the steps to cook porridge, and collected water to wash the rice.
The movement in the kitchen could be seen from the living room. Si Jin had no intention of watching TV. He stared at the cold figure with burning eyes. His pair of dark eyes were like splashed ink, but no longer cold as before. There was a hint of smile in his warm eyes.
After washing the rice and warming up the yogurt, Song Nanwu took them out to Si Jin and asked him to eat them first to fill his stomach.
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