Chapter 60: Brother Turns into a Sick Cat
Fortunately, I always have common medicines at home.
Grandma Lu was already asleep. Lin Zixia tiptoed to the living room and took out a medical kit from the cabinet.
When he returned to the room, Lu Xiangye was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his brows slightly wrinkled, his lips pale, and he looked a little fragile.
Lin Zixia found a thermometer and took his temperature. "38 degrees!"
She frowned, took out the fever-reducing medicine and asked, "Can you take this?"
Lu Xiangye lifted his eyelids and took a look, then said weakly, "Yes."
Lin Zixia went out and poured him a glass of warm water. He broke off two capsules according to the instructions and handed them to him, "Take this medicine."
Lu Xiangye sat up, took the cup of water and drank the medicine.
Lin Zixia moved a stool and sat beside his bed. "How about I go to the hospital with you? What if it gets burned overnight?"
"When I was a kid, the neighbor's child got a fever and became stupid."
Lu Xiangye: "I'm not a child."
Lin Zixia propped up his chin and said, "I told you to drink ginger soup, but you refused. Didn't you say you wouldn't catch a cold?"
Lu Xiangye was speechless.
He hasn't had a fever for a long time.
In the past, it was okay for him to take a hot shower after getting caught in the rain. But he really couldn't drink ginger soup. He used to secretly pour it out but never caught a cold.
At night he felt a little chilly and had no appetite. He thought it would pass if he just endured it, but he woke up with a fever after a sleep.
Now my whole body is hot, my hands and feet are weak, like a lamb to be slaughtered.
Lu Xiangye looked at Lin Zixia from the side and said, "You go back and rest. I'm fine."
Lin Zixia pursed her lips and said, "Let me wait for your fever to subside. If you really become crazy due to the fever, won't I be responsible?"
Lu Xiangye: "If I get burned out, I'll just rely on you."
Lin Zixia: "Rogue!"
Lu Xiangye was drowsy and fell asleep after saying a few words.
Lin Zixia tiptoed to the bathroom to wash up, then returned to Lu Xiangye's room and took out his cell phone to send a message to Cheng Zhiwei.
Cheng Zhiwei is a night owl and she usually doesn't sleep at this time.
The two chatted for a while, and Cheng Zhiwei asked about her relationship with Lu Xiangye, her gossipy heart was obvious.
Lin Zixia glanced at Lu Xiangye. He was sweating a lot, and the hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat. He looked like a fragile big puppy.
Lin Zixia opened the camera and took a picture of him. He wanted to send it to Cheng Zhiwei, but then he thought better of it.
It's so embarrassing that Brother Zha has turned into a sick cat.
If he knew, he would definitely torture himself again.
Lu Xiangye felt like he had just woken up from a nap, sweating all over, and the feeling of lightheadedness and dizziness had eased a lot.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Lin Zixia sitting on the edge of the bed, typing on his phone with his head down.
Perhaps out of fear of disturbing his rest, the only light in the room was the desk lamp at the other end, which emitted a warm, hazy yellow light.
The brightness of her screen was set very low, and the light shining on her face made her look very soft.
Lu Xiangye closed his eyes and opened them again, she was still there.
"What time is it?"
Lu Xiangye's voice was a little hoarse, and Lin Zixia quickly raised his head. "It's half past twelve. How are you feeling? Why don't we go to the hospital?"
Lin Zixia was really afraid that Lu Xiangye would get burned, then she really didn't know how to face Grandma Lu. Although he gave his umbrella to someone else and got caught in the rain, the reason was because he went out to pick her up.
Lu Xiangye: "I'm fine, go back to your room and rest."
Lin Zixia frowned, "Are you really okay?"
Lu Xiangye chuckled and said jokingly, "Lin Xiaoxia, I just have a cold, I'm not going to die."
"Don't look so sad, it's not a terminal illness."
She looked as if she was facing a great enemy and was extremely worried.
Lin Zixia: ...
He can still make jokes and looks like he can't die.
She stood up and said, "In that case, I'll go back."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Lu Xiangye: "Eh..."
Before Lu Xiangye could say anything, the person had already left the room.
He looked up at the ceiling, frowned, and left without turning off the lights or saying a word to himself?
Are you angry?
Lin Zixia walked out of the room. She was just worrying about him unnecessarily!
She walked quickly to her bedroom, raised her hand to touch the handle, sighed, and turned back resignedly.
Lin Zixia came back, and Lu Xiangye's dark pupils lit up, "Lin Xiaoxia..."
Lin Zixia was in a trance for a moment. She felt that Lu Xiangye's eyes were like a dog seeing a bone, sparkling and making people feel soft-hearted.
She took out the thermometer and took his temperature again. "37.8 degrees, not much lower."
Her tone was stiff, as if she was angry. "If you feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, remember to call 120."
After saying that, Lin Zixia placed a cup of warm water on his bedside, went to the desk, turned off the light and walked out.
When she passed by Lu Xiangye's bed, he grabbed her wrist.
Even through the thin layer of clothing, she could still feel the warmth of Lu Xiangye's palm, so hot that it seemed to burn her skin.
Lin Zixia was stunned and forgot to react for a moment.
"Are you angry?"
Lu Xiangye's voice was a little low and hoarse due to a cold, as if it was wrapped in tiny grains of sand.
Lin Zixia pursed her lips and asked, "Why should I be angry?"
Lu Xiangye: "You are just angry."
Lin Zixia: "I don't have any."
Lu Xiangye: "Well, you didn't."
Lin Zixia moved his wrist and said, "Why are you pulling me? I want to go back to sleep."
Lu Xiangye clenched his fingers tighter, "Because you are angry."
Lin Zixia: "I didn't!"
Lu Xiangye coughed twice, his voice a little weak, "I'm still running a fever. Considering that I'm sick, please don't be so stubborn with me, okay?"
His voice was originally low, and when he deliberately slowed it down it sounded like he was coaxing people, and also a little aggrieved.
Lin Zixia turned away uncomfortably, "Let me go first."
Lu Xiangye: "Then if I let you go, you won't be angry?"
Lin Zixia pursed his lips. How could this person become such a scoundrel after getting sick?
"I'm not angry."
"All right."
Lu Xiangye then let go of his hand. Before Lin Zixia could say anything, he heard him coughing violently.
She was anxious, helped him sit up, and took the water from the bedside, "Drink some water first, or let's go to the hospital."
"It's okay, it will be fine after a while."
Where she couldn't see, Lu Xiangye's mouth corners curled up quietly.
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