Chapter 851 If you dare to touch me again, I will kill you + I have a fever
Feng Jing's body was stiff and his cheeks were tense.
Zhou Heyu stood beside him and keenly noticed his abnormality.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Fuck..." Feng Jing's voice trembled slightly: "It's bleeding! It must be bleeding. Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
Zhou Heyu looked at his legs.
Winding down
His cheeks flushed instantly: "No...it's not blood..."
"If not blood, what else can be shed?"
Feng Jing lifted up his bathrobe and looked over, and this sight shocked him.
This is……! ! !
Feng Jing's face turned red and white.
He clenched his fists until they creaked. "I'll kill you, you bastard!"
Raise your fist to strike.
But the sudden soreness in his waist made it almost impossible for him to stand.
Zhou Heyu supported his shaky body, "You...you don't move!"
"I'm gonna fucking kill you!"
Feng Jing rushed over and strangled him, as if he wanted to die with him.
"I gave you a bath last night... I had no idea this would happen."
Zhou Heyu blushed and spoke hesitantly.
Feng Jing's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know whether to be angry or shy.
He only knew that he had lost all his dignity and face.
"Get out! Get out now!"
Feng Jing didn't want to see Zhou Heyu.
When he saw this person, he wanted to take action, but his body did not allow him to do so and he had no way to deal with Zhou Heyu.
Once he recovers, he will never let this bastard go.
Zhou Heyu suddenly put his hand on his forehead.
Feng Jing raised his hand and slapped his hand away: "Fuck you! Don't touch me!"
"You have a fever!"
When Zhou Heyu was helping Feng Jing, he felt that his body temperature was abnormal.
Feng Jing was stunned.
His head was dizzy and his throat was sore.
I originally thought I caught a cold last night, but I didn't expect I had a fever.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
Zhou Heyu couldn't stay out of it, after all, it was him who caused Feng Jing to have a fever.
"Are you stupid? Didn't you see what happened just now? Someone is watching my every move. If I go to the hospital now, the news of me being pressed by a man will spread throughout the city."
Feng Jing glared at him fiercely: "Why did you approach me on purpose? What is your purpose?"
Zhou Heyu: "I lost control last night because of that bottle of wine. I came to you only because of Zhou Hexi's matter."
Feng Jing sneered, "I shouldn't have believed you."
Zhou Heyu looks like a docile puppy on the surface, but he is actually a wolf.
He had misjudged... again.
He was too stupid to fall one after another because of the Zhou brothers.
"Wait here, I'll go buy some medicine."
After Zhou Heyu finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.
"Who wants your medicine?"
Feng Jing shouted towards the door, but his movements were so large that they affected his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.
"You little bastard, you're not a good person!"
Feng Jing supported himself and returned to bed, only then he found that the sheets were clean.
Zhou Heyu still has some brains.
Know how to dress him and change his bedsheets,
Otherwise, when grandpa comes, he will know what happened at a glance.
Feng Jing's anger dissipated a lot, and his resentment towards Zhou Heyu was not as strong as before.
Twenty minutes later, Zhou Heyu came back.
I bought a bag of medicine and breakfast.
Feng Jing originally wanted to tell him that the hotel would provide meals, but after thinking about it, he didn't say it.
Why are you telling that bastard so much?
Zhou Heyu brought the hot porridge to Feng Jing and said, "Drink some porridge first. You can take the anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicine after you finish your meal."
Feng Jing didn't eat much yesterday. After being tossed around all night, he was now very hungry.
But after a few bites, I couldn't eat anymore and my stomach felt very uncomfortable.
He pushed the bowl of porridge in front of him away: "I don't want to eat anymore!"
Zhou Heyu: "How are you going to take the medicine later if you only take this little bit?"
"You're so annoying!!"
Feng Jing stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the medicine."
Zhou Heyu: "You can only take medicine half an hour after eating."
Feng Jing frowned: "Damn it! I'm so annoyed!"
He now feels dizzy and has body aches.
It had been a long time since he had been sick, and the uncomfortable feeling tormented him, making Feng Jing very irritable.
Zhou Heyu looked at him out of the corner of his eye, his lips moved, hesitant to speak: "You...you go back to bed, I..."
"What the hell do you want to do?" Feng Jing looked at him with a vigilant look: "You bastard, I'm warning you, if you dare to touch me again, I will definitely kill you."
"I won't touch you!" Zhou Heyu said quickly, "The doctor at the pharmacy said that the wound must be cleaned before applying the medicine. I want you to get on the bed and I'll help you apply the medicine."
"I need you to apply medicine to me." Feng Jing glared at him and asked, "Wait a minute, you just said the doctor at the pharmacy... What the hell did you say to the doctor? Do I have no shame?"
Zhou Heyu blushed: "I...I didn't mention your name, and the doctor doesn't know it."
He still remembers the way the doctor looked at him, as if he was looking at a scumbag.
He is the one who is socially dead.
Feng Jing felt so much pain that he thought he was injured: "Give me the ointment, I'll apply it myself."
"The wound needs to be cleaned..."
"I can clean it up myself."
Feng Jing glared at Zhou Heyu fiercely, then supported himself and went into the bathroom.
The cleaning process was difficult and he almost fainted from the pain.
"How dare you do such a thing, you bastard!"
"Damn it! Damn it!"
“It hurts!”
Feng Jing cursed in the bathroom for a long time, and his legs were weak when he came out.
He was dizzy and dazed.
As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he fell to the ground.
Zhou Heyu was guarding the door. Seeing him staggering, he hurriedly reached out to support him.
"Mr. Feng, how are you?"
Feng Jing was dazed from fever, his head pressed against Zhou Heyu's chest: "You...you call my family doctor."
If the doctor doesn't come soon, he'll probably die.
The family doctor came quickly, examined Feng Jing and gave him an IV drip.
Feng Jing had a high fever and fell asleep quickly in a daze while lying on the bed.
The family doctor said to Zhou Heyu, "Mr. Feng, you definitely can't move around freely in this condition. Remember to apply medicine to the wound on your back. The medicine you bought is quite effective, but you need to apply it deeper so that it will be effective."
Zhou Heyu blushed: "Now... now apply the medicine to him?"
"Aren't you Mr. Feng's boyfriend?"
The family doctor's eyes were filled with the words "Then why are you shy?"
Zhou Heyu moved his lips, unable to deny or admit it.
His fingers holding the ointment were tightly clenched.
The family doctor tactfully left the room.
Zhou Heyu looked at the man sleeping on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to lift the quilt.
It was his fault, so he must take responsibility.
Feng Jing felt unwell in his sleep.
He twisted his waist and opened his eyes.
Seeing clearly what Zhou Heyu was doing, Feng Jing's eyes widened: "You bastard, take your hand out."
"The doctor said to apply medicine."
Zhou Heyu held his waist to prevent him from moving: "It will be done soon, just hold on."
"How the hell can I persist in this!"
Feng Jing's cheeks were flushed, and the redness spread to his neck.
His head started to feel dizzy again.
I don’t know if it’s the fever or the medicine.
The coolness of the ointment was not actually uncomfortable, but the strange feeling of comfort made Feng Jing's scalp numb.
He clenched the bed sheet tightly with his fingers, trying hard not to scream.
The sound was stuck in the throat and turned into a sticky hum.
The bedroom was too quiet, and even though the sound was very light, Zhou Heyu still noticed it.
His Adam's apple rolled and his mouth suddenly felt dry.
The messy scene of last night appeared in my mind.
At that time, Feng Jing was also moaning like this under him, and when he couldn't help it, he clamped his waist with his legs.
Zhou Heyu's whole body was tense, and the burning feeling from last night came back again.
He didn't drink this time, so why did he still have such a weird feeling?
Crazy!
Zhou Heyu hurriedly withdrew his hand and turned to go into the bathroom.
Feng Jing cursed, "You bastard, don't even help me put on my pants."
He pulled up his pants with one hand, adjusted the quilt with his feet, leaned on the pillow and fell asleep again soon.
Zhou Heyu stood in the bathroom, looking down at the changes in his body, clenching his fists in frustration.
He doesn't like men, so why does he react to this man?
I rinsed my face with cold water for a long time.
Zhou Heyu finally suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
When I came out of the bathroom, I found Feng Jing was already asleep.
The family doctor came over to check on the situation and said softly, "Mr. Feng's fever hasn't subsided yet. You have to keep an eye on him. If anything seems off, go to the hospital immediately. I'm in the living room. Call me if you need anything."
Zhou Heyu nodded.
After tossing and turning all night without sleep, he felt very tired and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.
When Feng Jing woke up, he saw a furry head beside the bed.
He frowned.
The bastard hasn't left yet?
Feng Jing moved his body, startling Zhou Heyu who was beside the bed.
He opened his eyes and found Feng Jing awake, and immediately asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Feng Jing's heart trembled, and he was filled with indescribable emotions.
It's a bit strange!
Before he could respond, Zhou Heyu brought him a glass of warm water: "The doctor said you need to drink more water."
Feng Jing was indeed thirsty, so he took the cup and drank it in one gulp.
Zhou Heyu brought another cup.
Feng Jing then realized that the water temperature was just right. He glanced over and saw many cups of water hanging on the bedside table.
It should have been prepared by Zhou Heyu in advance.
I didn’t expect the little bastard was so thoughtful.
Feng Jing handed over the empty cup: "Dr. Zhao left?"
"Outside."
Zhou Heyu thought Feng Jing had something to ask the doctor, so he called the family doctor into the bedroom.
Doctor Zhao took Feng Jing's temperature and said, "The fever has subsided now. If it doesn't come back tonight, there shouldn't be any serious problems."
Feng Jing curled his lips and said, "Why wait until evening? I still have work to do in the afternoon."
"Mr. Feng, you need to rest well and take a two-day break from work."
Doctor Zhao said, "It will take three days of continuous infusion. I'll come at the same time tomorrow."
Feng Jing frowned: "Three days? Where do I have so much time?"
"Even if you don't have time, you have to make time. Work is not as important as your health."
Doctor Zhao joked, "You don't have to think about work when you have a boyfriend to take care of you."
Feng Jing:? !!!
What a fucking boyfriend!
Zhou Heyu's face was red and he looked very embarrassed.
He made an excuse and left the bedroom.
Feng Jing saw the change in his expression and sneered in his heart.
You still know how to blush, pretending to be innocent!
After Zhou Heyu left, Dr. Zhao said in an ambiguous tone, "Mr. Feng, your boyfriend is so handsome! Much better than the previous one. He's a perfect match for you."
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