Ye Chunfeng's face suddenly changed. If she hadn't been weak, she would have jumped up from the bed. She shouted: "Why do you need an injection? I don't want it."

Xiao Qian sat down and said seriously: "This is a must. As a patient, you cannot be willful. You must obey the doctor's arrangements."

Ye Chunfeng said willfully: "I don't care, I don't want the injection anyway, I definitely don't."

Xiao Qian suddenly stood up, bent down and put a hand on the side of Ye Chunfeng's head, looked at her and said: "Get better then, don't give me a chance to give you an injection. If your body temperature drops to 37 degrees, you let me give it

,I do not know either."

Ye Chunfeng didn't know why, but suddenly felt that this posture made the two of them feel so ambiguous.

It's like those wall bangs in TV dramas, that...are they bed bangs like this?

Ye Chunfeng realized that he had thought about something and said quickly: "I will definitely get better."

Xiao smiled slightly and reached out to stroke the broken hair from Ye Chunfeng's eyes: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Ye Chunfeng's mouth twitched. Why did Xiao Qian speak like this? It would be misunderstood.

Ye Chunfeng cleared his throat: "Go away, I want to rest."

Xiao Qian raised the corners of her lips, pulled up the quilt for Ye Chunfeng, then stood up and sat next to him.

Ye Chunfeng always felt that Xiao Qian seemed different today.

She dug her head into the quilt little by little, leaving only a dark top of her head exposed, because she knew Xiao Qian was looking at her, and that sight made her very uncomfortable, and she wanted to avoid it.

Hiding under the covers, Ye Chunfeng felt hot, but didn't want to get out.

She wondered why Ye Chunfeng's attitude towards her changed drastically.

After thinking about it, Ye Chunfeng felt that she must have saved him last night, so his conscience found out and he treated her as a benefactor. Yes, that must be the case.

Thinking this way, Ye Chunfeng felt comfortable, then relaxed and fell asleep soon.

Xiao Qian waited for twenty minutes and was sure that Ye Chunfeng had fallen asleep. He walked to the bed again and pulled the quilt down to her chest.

When I saw Ye Chunfeng sleeping, his mouth was slightly open, his hair was fluffy, and his hands were slightly curled up. He looked much cuter than when he woke up.

Xiao Qian couldn't help itching her hands and touched Ye Chunfeng's hair twice.

Her hair is very hard, completely different from the hair that has become limp and devoid of any natural flavor after being permed and dyed countless times.

Ye Chunfeng's hair is very similar to her. It is stiff, doesn't know how to turn, and always likes to rush forward when doing things.

After Xiao Qian touched it a few times, he sat next to it.

He waited for two hours and took Ye Chunfeng's temperature again. It was 37 degrees 5, which had dropped a lot. No more injections were needed. It would return to normal soon.

Although Ye Chunfeng's body temperature has dropped to close to normal, Xiao Qian did not leave.

Because he remembered that Ye Chunfeng wet the wound yesterday and used a hair dryer to blow it, he felt that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. This patient's brain was not online and he had to take care of him at all times.

He decided that until Ye Chunfeng's wound healed, he had to keep a close eye on her, otherwise she might make herself even more sick tomorrow.

Xiao Qian sat on the sofa and looked at Ye Chunfeng for a while. She gradually felt sleepy, so she closed her eyes and planned to sit and squint for a while.

I just fell asleep and when I woke up, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!