After Yan Qiuzhi arrived home, her head seemed to hurt even more.

She dragged her heavy steps and lay on the sofa without changing her clothes, and reached out to touch her forehead.

After thinking for a few seconds, I picked up my phone and wanted to send a message to Chen Lunan.

But after typing a few words, I put it down again.

She was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but she was lazy and didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

It was probably too long since I had a fever and cold. I felt a bit aggressive and knocked her down.

Half-dream and half-awake, many people appeared in front of Yan Qiuzhi's eyes, including her mother, her childhood neighbors, the kittens she raised at home before, and many familiar and unfamiliar people... In the end, there was Chen Lunan.

Yan Qiuzhi frowned, unable to understand why she dreamed of Chen Lunan again.

It is obvious that this person has not appeared in his dreams, so why have he been so frequently and annoying recently?

Yan Qiuzhi stretched out her hand and subconsciously wanted to wave the person in her dream away. She didn't want Chen Lunan, she wanted her mother.

...

Chen Lunan lowered his head, listened to her murmur in her ears, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

He paused a moment and was about to pick up the person, but Yan Qiuzhi reached out again and hugged him directly, rubbing him into his arms.

The lights in the house have changed from bright white woven lights to dim warm colors, which is the most suitable for sleeping, making people's expression hidden under the night.

He sat down next to him without pulling Yan Qiuzhi's hand away.

Chen Lunan reached out and touched her forehead.

It's getting hot.

He didn't change his posture, and directly called someone.

“Where.”

Fu Yanzhi's voice was clear, and even at night, he was still as clear as ever.

"how."

"Yan Yan has a fever."

Chen Lunan said: "Come and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yan said coldly: "If you have a fever, you should take her to the emergency department."

Chen Lunan's air pressure was lowered a little, and he said impatiently: "Hurry up."

He smiled, "How many degrees?"

“It’s very hot.”

Fu Yanzhi paused: "Take your temperature first, I'll come here now."

"Um."

When Fu Yan arrived, Yan Qiuzhi was already burning to about 39 degrees. He glanced at him and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Chen Lunan: "I fell into the water when I recorded a variety show."

"Just these days?"

"Um."

Fu Yanzhi frowned: "You haven't gone?"

Chen Lunan said nothing.

He didn't say much, and handed him the medicine he bought from downstairs: "Please it first and see what's going on tonight."

"Um."

"Call me if you have something to do."

Chen Lunan looked at him: "Aren't you single?"

…?

Fu Yanzhi felt that it was probably late at night, and his mind didn't turn around for a moment.

A few seconds later, he pointed and said, "You mean I'm letting me sleep in the guest room, and I will be allowed to leave as a surgeon when Yan Yan is fine?"

Chen Lunan didn't say anything, but the meaning was very obvious.

That's what he planned.

Fu Yanzhi saw him like this and was silent for a few seconds and said, "I can't help you with this."

"Thank you."

Fu Yanzhi said "yes" and walked to the room on the first floor: "Call me just if you have anything."

"Know."

After Fu Yanzhi entered the guest room, Chen Lunan bent down and carried the person upstairs.

After putting it on the bed, he got up and went downstairs to collect water, and took the medicine up by the way. However, Yan Qiuzhi didn't cooperate with the medicine. She was afraid of hardship, not to mention that she was sick and a little willful.

Chen Lunan helped her get up and take medicine. Yan Qiuzhi's lips touched his palm several times, but she just didn't take the antipyretic medicine.

"Yan Yan."

Chen Lunan's voice was deep, "I took the medicine."

"don't want."

Yan Qiuzhi was also a little awake now, and moved her face away and said, "I don't want to take medicine."

She acted coquettishly with Chen Lunan: "I'll get better after a night's sleep, I won't take medicine."

Chen Lunan thought about it and said something to his mouth and pressed it back.

"It will be better after eating." He coaxed in a low voice.

“It’s so bitter.”

Yan Qiuzhi pouted her mouth, no different from a child: "I don't want it."

Chen Lunan never thought that Yan Qiuzhi would be like this when she was sick. He patiently said, "It won't be bitter, I'll eat something sweet."

“What’s sweet?”

Chen Lunan was dumbfounded and lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips. Just as he was about to speak, Yan Qiuzhi asked, "Is it a cake?"

"Um."

Chen Lunan said: "I have a cake after eating."

"good."

Yan Qiuzhi opened her mouth and swallowed the medicine, and her brows frowned.

Chen Lunan poured her some water and she felt a little more comfortable, but in addition to antipyretics that Fu Yanzhi threw to him, there was also a cold powder.

"Drink this."

Yan Qiuzhi half opened her eyes and looked at the dark things, without thinking about it: "No drink."

As she said that, she slowly shrank down and wanted to hide from the quilt.

Chen Lunan patiently asked anxiously, grabbed the back of her head and poured the medicine on her.

Yan Qiuzhi coughed twice, and was about to curse, but a candy was stuffed into her mouth. Her eyelids moved, and before she could react, Chen Lunan lowered her head and kissed her again.

For a few minutes, Yan Qiuzhi couldn't tell whether this was a dream or a reality.

Her little temper was instantly suppressed and subconsciously crawled into Chen Lunan's arms.

...

The next day, Yan Qiuzhi woke up and her head no longer hurt so much.

She turned over and just wanted to move, she found herself curled up in Chen Lunan's arms.

She was stunned for a few seconds, carefully moved her feet and hands away from Chen Lunan, and pulled the quilt into it.

The memories of last night came into my mind, and Yan Qiuzhi didn't remember them very clearly.

But she vaguely felt that she had always had a warm embrace last night, which tightly wrapped her around her. Occasionally, when she was half asleep and half awake, her hands were pressed against her forehead. She always felt that it was the gentle Chen Lunan, but after thinking about it, Yan Qiuzhi felt that it should be her own illusion.

How could Chen Lunan be so gentle?

She was struggling for a few seconds and was about to lift the quilt when the person next to her moved first.

Yan Qiuzhi's body stiffened and turned to look at him: "Are you awake?"

Chen Lunan looked at her: "Yes."

Yan Qiuzhi felt his indifference when he woke up early and deeply thought that he was right - the gentle man who was definitely not Chen Lunan last night, but a doctor or possessed by someone.

Just as she was thinking, a sentence came to her ears: "How do you feel?"

Yan Qiuzhi was stunned and said quickly: "It's pretty good, my head doesn't seem to hurt that much."
To be continued...