When Ye Xingbei asked about Situ Jinse's condition, the doctor said helplessly: "This time the flu is very serious. Miss Jinse still has a low fever, but she has been controlled and it still needs time to recover."

"I understand," Ye Xingbei nodded, looked at Gu Junzhu again, and his eyes instantly became worried: "Is he really okay? You see, he is so confused."

"It's okay," said the doctor. "I'll hang a few bottles of liquids? It's better than that."

Ye Xingbei asked worriedly: "There are no side effects, right?"

The doctor replied: "No long-term use, there are no side effects."

Ye Xingbei nodded: "Okay, then use it."

The doctor pricked Gu Junzhu with liquid.

Ye Xingbei told the doctor about Gu Junzhu's spinal pain last night.

The doctor examined Gu Junzhu for a while, but he didn't find out what was wrong.

Ye Xingbei had no choice but to let the doctor leave first.

Ye Xingbei asked Gu Chi to look at Gu Junzhu, and she went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of porridge for Gu Junzhu.

People are iron and rice are steel.

He should eat something to get better quickly.

After cooking the porridge, Gu Junzhu started to cool down the porridge spoonful by spoonful, and fed it in.

Before he finished drinking a bowl of porridge, Gu Junzhu waved his hand and lay back on the bed, falling asleep again.

Ye Xingbei had never seen him like this before, and was so distressed that he handed the porridge bowl to Gu Chi, holding his hand without infusion, and guarding him.

Liquid is transported until noon.

The fever began to fade in the afternoon.

In the evening, Gu Junzhu finally woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw Ye Xingbei holding his hand and staring at him without turning his eyes. Blood was bleeded in his eyes, which were originally clearly black and white. He couldn't help but reach out and touch her face: "You have been guarding me?"

"Yes, if you don't look at you, you're afraid you'll be stupid." Ye Xingbei had just taken his body temperature, and the terrible thirty-nine degrees and nine finally dropped below thirty-eight degrees. Her heart was finally let go of more than half.

Gu Junzhu couldn't help but smile, lowered his head and kissed her hand, "Ye Xiaobei... It's great to have a wife."

After hearing that he could flirt again, Ye Xingbei couldn't help but smile, "That's a pity. I will never have a wife in this life, I can only look forward to the next life."

"It's great to have a husband," Gu Junzhu held her hand tightly, "so you will marry me as a wife in the next life."

Ye Xingbei smiled, "So the long-term contract between us has been renewed again? From this life to the next life?"

"Well, this idea is good," Gu Junzhu thought, "When I recover from my illness, I can consider writing it on the contract."

"Okay, it's just a little bit, and I'm poor again," Ye Xingbei poured him a glass of water, helped him sit up, and handed the cup to his lips: "Drinking more water will help reduce the fever. If you burn to almost forty degrees, I was so scared that I thought you would be burned to death."

Gu Junzhu drank a few sips of water with her hand. He couldn't drink it anymore and pushed the water cup away, "I think that must be the temperature of love."

Ye Xingbei: "...Love is only forty degrees, don't you think the temperature is too low."

"It's still low forty degrees?" Gu Junzhu lay back on the bed and held her hand: "No matter how high are, aren't you afraid that you will really burn me to death?"

Ye Xingbei felt full of heart when he could hear Gu Junzhu and her questions and answers.

She felt that her depressed and depressed heart also came back to life with Gu Junzhu.
Chapter completed!