Shan Sinuan thought about it and thought it was feasible. She took her phone and sent Su Jincheng a WeChat message.
"Are you feeling well? You don't have a fever, do you?"
Miaomiao stretched her neck and looked, "Just wait and see how he responds to you."
"Then what if he simply replies that he doesn't have a fever and doesn't ask me?" Shan Sinuan asked sincerely.
Miaomiao said: "That means people are not interested in you and don't even think of asking you. Of course, if they ask you, it doesn't mean they are interested in you. Friends can also greet each other, right? Our main thing is
Let him know that you are uncomfortable and that you are the priority."
"Oh, okay, let me wait for the news." Shan Sinuan put the phone aside and started working.
The morning passed quickly, and Shan Sinuan's cell phone was silent.
During the lunch break, Miaomiao touched her forehead, which was already hot to the touch. She quickly said, "You'd better ask for leave this afternoon. Your fever is too severe."
Shan Sinuan lay on the table and picked up the phone without giving up and took a look at it, "Why don't you think he has responded yet?"
"If you're like this, just leave him alone." Miaomiao helped her up, helped her put on her coat, and said, "Your hands and feet are weak now. Stop driving. I'll take you back."
"I haven't asked for leave from my supervisor yet," Shan Sinuan said weakly.
"I'll treat you when I come back." Miao Miao helped her out of the office.
After driving her home, Miaomiao cooked some vegetable porridge for her. After eating, he helped her go back to the room and lie down.
"I'm really sick. I seemed fine in the morning, but now I've collapsed." Miao Miao brought the water and medicine and said while watching her take the medicine.
"The medicine will take effect in a while, so you can just take a nap." Miaomiao tucked her in, "I put the water on the bedside table for you, you can reach it with your hands. If you need anything, call me. I'll go to work first.
Gone."
"You haven't had lunch yet, right?" Shan Sinuan asked with her eyes closed.
"I drank all the vegetable porridge I made. I'm not hungry anymore. Then I'm leaving."
"Bye." Her voice was hoarse, and after hearing the sound of the door closing, she fell asleep not long after.
Suddenly, at night, when Shan Sinuan woke up, the sky outside was completely dark. Her whole body was still burning hot, and every move of her arms and legs made her very sore.
She slowly turned around, picked up her phone and looked at it. The dazzling bright light made her half-close her eyes. It was already almost six o'clock, and Su Jincheng still didn't reply to the message. She couldn't help but feel disappointed. How busy was she?
I didn’t even have time to reply to a WeChat message.
As soon as she put down her cell phone, another call came in. She looked excitedly and saw that it was her brother.
"Brother." She answered in a hoarse voice.
Shan Chenghao said on the phone: "Miaomiao told me that you had a fever and asked for leave in the afternoon. How are you now? Has the fever gone away?"
"No, I feel weak all over and feel terribly uncomfortable."
"What do you want to eat? Brother will buy it for you."
"I don't want to eat anything, I have no appetite at all."
Shan Chenghao heard that she was weak on the phone, so he hung up the phone without saying anything more.
People, when they are sick, they are particularly prone to sentimentality and their hearts are particularly fragile. Seeing that Su Jincheng did not reply to her message, Shan Sinuan thought about it for a while, and the more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became, and finally she covered her head and cried.
came out.
"Brother is right, I'm just too proactive and people don't take you seriously!" She cried and said, "Is it exhausting to reply to messages? Do you know what respect is? Isn't it too much?
"
The more I talked, the more uncomfortable I became, and the harder I cried, the harder I cried.
Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening outside, and it was Shan Chenghao who had returned. When Shan Sinuan heard the sound, he immediately stopped crying, wiped his tears randomly under the quilt, and poked his head out of the quilt.
Shan Chenghao walked in, turned on the light, and saw his sister's eyes red from crying, with traces of wiped tears on her face, and asked in confusion: "Why are you crying?"
Shan Sinuan grabbed the quilt with both hands and said pitifully: "It's so uncomfortable to have a fever, and I don't feel well."
Shan Chenghao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I bought you your favorite Malatang, but it's just a clear soup. Do you want to eat some when you get up?"
"I don't want to eat it." She shook her head, "Brother, please take my temperature. How high is my fever? It's too uncomfortable."
"Okay, wait." Shan Chenghao left the room, found a temperature gun, and took a temperature test. Both of them were surprised, it was 38.7 degrees.
Shan Chenghao said: "Don't hold on, I will take you to get the injection."
"Well, let's get the injection. I want to get better soon."
Shan Chenghao came over to help her up and help her put on clothes. Seeing her wilting appearance, he couldn't help but chuckle and teased her: "Look at the one who stared at me and yelled at me this morning.
Look at you now, you look like a little chicken."
"I knew you had to talk about me." Shan Sinuan pursed her lips, as if she would cry in the next second.
"I want to say that you deserve it. Are you angry?" Shan Chenghao said: "You drink so much with a man outside. If the two of you are lying on the road, who cares? You are frozen like this in the car.
!”
"The police will take care of you lying on the road." Shan Sinuan closed her eyes in discomfort and dealt with her brother.
Shan Chenghao felt distressed, so he didn't say anything more. He squatted in front of her and said, "Come up, I will carry you down."
Shan Sinuan leaned on top of him, as if lying on the deck, and carried him downstairs in a daze.
At the central hospital, the doctor prescribed medicine and paid the fee. Shan Chenghao helped his sister to the intravenous drip room, found a bed and lay down.
Hanging up the bottle, he said: "Three bottles of medicine."
"Yeah." Shan Sinuan hummed, "Brother, I want to drink water."
"Okay, I'll go and connect you." Shan Chenghao adjusted the dropper, looked up at the speed of dripping, and left with confidence.
Another patient came into the intravenous drip room. Two men, one getting an injection and the other supporting him, walked towards Shan Sinuan's bed.
Hearing the noise, Shan Sinuan slowly opened his eyes to look. His hazy eyes met the man opposite who was wearing a bottle, and both of them were startled.
"Shan Si Nuan?"
"...Su Jincheng?"
Shan Sinuan had a sore throat and spoke half a beat slower than him.
When Li Jinghan heard this, he turned around and saw that Shan Sinuan was really there.
"Seventh brother-in-law." She called out.
Li Jinghan said: "Si Nuan, why are you sick too? Who came with you?"
"My brother, he went to get me hot water."
After Shan Sinuan finished speaking, he looked at Su Jincheng and asked, "You have a fever too?"
"Yeah." Su Jincheng's uncomfortable look was no better than that of Shan Sinuan, who lay motionless on the bed.
Li Jinghan said: "You two are like brothers and sisters. Okay, stop talking and just lie down."
Shan Sinuan half-turned around slowly, pretending not to care and glanced at Su Jincheng. His face was flushed and his eyes were closed tightly. Looking at him made people feel particularly uncomfortable.
"Seventh brother-in-law, does Jincheng just have a cold and a fever? I think it's more serious for him than me." Shan Sinuan asked nervously.