Even after physical cooling, the boy still had a fever.
Zhao Chuchu held his hand, frowned deeply, and blamed herself in her heart. It was all her fault. She was busy lately and often went out, and she didn't pay more attention to Yuan Ge'er.
The doctor said that Yuan Ge'er caught a cold a few days ago, but she didn't even notice it.
Also, I feel depressed...
Zhao Chuchu reached out and stroked the boy's flushed face, murmuring with uncontrollable heartache in her eyes: "Brother Yuan, what are you upset about? Is it because I haven't done well enough? Tell me, I will change. Brother Yuan, you have to get better soon."
Zhang Xiuyuan was in a daze and was not very conscious. It seemed like someone was talking to him in his ear, but he could not hear what was said specifically. He just felt that the voice was very familiar.
Later, someone seemed to be feeding something into his mouth, and the thing was too bitter.
I don’t know why, but he, who was always so well-behaved, suddenly became a little naughty and refused to drink the bitter stuff.
But the man kept feeding him, and Zhang Xiuyuan had no choice but to swallow it.
I don’t know how long it took, but on the bed, the boy’s thick and long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled, and his eyelids slowly opened.
His eyes were a little dazed and confused, and after a while, he gradually came to his senses.
The heavy feeling I had before has improved a lot, and I feel much more relaxed. My body no longer feels hot and cold as before, but I just feel a little sticky and it seems like I have sweated a lot.
After a little thought, Zhang Xiuyuan realized that he had a fever before.
Suddenly, he noticed something and turned his head to see a person lying beside the bed.
The woman's head was resting on her hand, her eyes were closed, and she fell asleep. Half of her face was resting on her arm, leaving the other half exposed. Her profile was as bright as the sun, but there was fatigue between her brows.
Zhang Xiuyuan's heart ached, and he couldn't help but reach out to smooth her brows.
The woman was a light sleeper, and she woke up with a startle from his slight movement. As soon as she opened her eyes, she called out Zhang Xiuyuan's name.
Soon, Zhang Xiuyuan met her nervous and worried eyes.
"Brother Yuan, how are you? Are you still feeling unwell?" As he spoke, a hand fell on Zhang Xiuyuan's forehead.
"It doesn't seem so hot anymore." She said, but seemed still uneasy. She leaned over and before Zhang Xiuyuan could react, their foreheads touched.
I heard that this is the best way to determine if you have a fever.
The two of them were very close, and they could smell each other's scent in their breath. Zhang Xiuyuan could clearly see her fair skin and the fine hairs on her little face.
Her eyelashes were very long, and when they trembled, they gently scraped Zhang Xiuyuan's face like a small fan, making Zhang Xiuyuan's heart inexplicably hot and his heart itchy.
Zhang Xiuyuan once again discovered that his wife was really beautiful. No wonder there were always some young men who came to the store under the pretext of buying cakes to peek at his wife.
"It's not as feverish anymore. Fortunately, it's slowly subsiding." After the touch on his forehead left, Zhang Xiuyuan heard Zhao Chuchu breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhang Xiuyuan asked, "Am I sick?"
Maybe it was because of his illness, the usually cool and smart boy suddenly looked a little dull and silly, with a faint red in the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were misty and wet, looking like a little puppy.
It's really lovable!
When Zhao Chuchu mentioned her illness, she became angry again. Don’t think that I won’t scold you just because you look innocent!
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