After Nian Nian finished eating, Gu Lian and Lu Zechen didn't eat. Sister Li brought the food up. Seeing that they were in a harmonious atmosphere, she went downstairs very wisely.
Gu Lian drank the ginger soup, but felt that the dizziness was not gone and she felt a little lackluster.
Lu Zechen wanted to hold the child, so she gave it to him.
"Don't hold her in your arms all the time or put her in the cradle, otherwise she will develop a habit and have to be held every night."
Lu Zechen didn't even raise his head, flicked his tongue at the little guy, and said nonchalantly: "Then I can hold her every night, isn't that enough?"
How is this possible?
Gu Lian turned away, not having the energy to argue with him for a while.
Lu Zechen was having so much fun with the little guy that he didn't even eat. He glanced at Gu Lian in the middle of the game and found that she was distracted. He thought she was tired, so he stopped mentioning the topics that made them unhappy.
Twenty minutes later, Gu Lian leaned against the bedside and opened her eyes to look at him.
"You... just hold her and walk for a while. I want to sleep for a while."
Lu Zechen was stunned, but he didn't expect that she wouldn't have to drive him away.
Logically speaking, if the child is fine, she should let him go.
He had already thought about how to argue with her, but she unexpectedly took off her shoes and lay down.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Don't bother me."
Her voice was slightly hoarse, and Lu Zechen knew something was wrong as soon as he heard it.
He turned around and placed the little guy in the cradle.
Nian Nian: "Huh...?"
Ignoring the little one, he walked to the bed, leaned over the edge of the bed with one arm, and stretched out his other hand to try Gu Lian's forehead.
A little hot.
"You have a fever?"
I heard her sneezing several times in the hospital just now.
Gu Lian groaned, "Don't... make any noise."
Tsk.
Lu Zechen glanced at her steadily, crossed over, and pulled away the quilt.
The temperature log that he used every year was still there, so he brought it over and measured it for her.
Thirty-eight degrees six.
Stupid woman, she must have been uncomfortable for a long time, and she didn't even say anything.
Thinking back to the time when he held her down and entangled her in the guest room, it seemed that the breath she exhaled was unusually hot.
He straightened up, quickly opened the door and went downstairs.
"Sister Li!!!"
Sister Li, who was in the room, heard him shouting and ran out quickly.
"Sir, what's the matter?"
"Gu Lian has a fever. Just keep an eye on her and I'll take her to the hospital."
"Do you have a fever? How high is it?"
"Thirty-eight degrees six."
Sister Li rubbed her hands and said, "My lord, your fever is not serious at this temperature. Why don't you take medicine first and wipe Miss Gu's body. It's too late and the weather is cold. If you go out and do some hard work, it might be more serious."
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Lu Zechen's eyebrows knitted together, a little hesitant.
"There is medicine at home. Miss Gu was sick when she was just in confinement. She sweated after taking the medicine and she was fine the next day." Sister Li persuaded her.
Lu Zechen thought to himself that Gu Lian would definitely not have the energy to go out and make trouble now, and the woman had a stubborn temper. If she fought with him again, it would take a long time.
"Okay, you go prepare the medicine."
"Hey." Sister Li responded, and before turning around, she reminded Lu Zechen, "Turn on the heating, go to the bathroom, twist a warm towel, and wipe Miss Gu's body first to cool down physically."
Lu Zechen's eyes flashed, "...Okay."
He turned around and went upstairs, pushed open the door to the room, and found that Gu Lian had lifted the quilt, his clothes had been pulled up a little, and Zheng Tan was breathing slowly with his mouth slightly open.
He licked his lips and approached softly.
"Gu Lian?"
The person on the bed opened his eyes vaguely, but seemed not to see clearly, and turned his face away with a frown.