Lu Zechen reluctantly did not take off the silk scarf, and followed Gu Lian with a straight face. Entering the hall, he deliberately raised his collar, and stuffed the exposed silk scarf into his clothes, wrapping it tightly.
Tight.
Awen opened a suite for them, which was very spacious and had two bedrooms.
After entering the door and turning on the air conditioner, Lu Zechen felt a little light-headed.
He sat down on the sofa and supported his head with one hand to relieve his dizziness.
Not far away, Gu Lian entered the bathroom first.
He had no conscience and didn't even say a word to him.
snort.
In the bathroom, Gu Lian locked the glass door and swallowed a little.
Turning on the mirror light, she looked at the person in the mirror. Her cheeks were red, and her earlobes and neck were also a little red.
She was sure that she didn't have a fever.
He placed his hands on the edge of the pool and quickly turned on the faucet, and warm water came out.
She leaned over, took two handfuls of water, and splashed it all on her face.
My face was too hot, so when the warm water touched it, it felt a little bit cool.
The breathing that had been tight suddenly relaxed, and I gasped slightly.
Lu Zechen's words flashed through her mind again, and she frowned. Without anger, she softly muttered "Idiot."
So annoying.
She had obviously heard him say it many times, but it seemed different that time just now. She felt...he wasn't lying.
Boom, boom, boom.
"who?"
"Miss Gu, come out and take a look. The young master seems to have a fever."
Gu Lian quickly took out a tissue, wiped his face, opened the door and went out.
Awen handed her the temperature log and said, "Take a look."
Gu Lian took it over and saw that it was almost thirty-eight degrees.
"Is the doctor here?"
"I called, it will probably take twenty minutes to arrive."
"Then wait."
Not far away, Lu Zechen closed his eyes and listened to Gu Lian's words with open ears. He originally thought that she should express some condolences, but in the end she said softly, "Just wait."
No conscience, so heartless!
I was feeling depressed, and my hand on the armrest of the sofa felt burned by something.
He opened his eyes and found that Gu Lian touched the back of his hand with a water glass.
"What?"
Gu Lian: "Drink."
Lu Zechen glanced at the contents of the cup, "Medicine?"
"Hot water."
Lu Zechen tightened the corners of his mouth, finally feeling the lethality of the words "drink more hot water". It sounded so insincere when he heard it!
After thinking for a moment, he straightened up, took the water, raised his head and drank it all.
By the time he finished drinking, Gu Lian had already gone to see Nian Nian.
He snorted and leaned back on the sofa heavily.
When the doctor arrived, the temperature on his face had risen a lot.
"It's not a big problem. It's easy to catch a cold if you blow dry after drinking. Just take some medicine and cover it up overnight."
Awen was on the side and saw the doctor always looking at the silk scarf around Lu Zechen's neck. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss Gu's silk scarf is better, otherwise the young master might get more serious."
The doctor didn't know what was going on, so he said, "It's better to keep warm."
Lu Zechen was depressed when he suddenly heard these words and suddenly opened his eyes.
He remembered that Gu Lian seemed to have stared at him several times before buying him a silk scarf.
Is she afraid that he will be cold?
Tsk.
Realizing this, he quickly unbuttoned and pulled the silk scarf out of his coat.
The doctor next to him was packing his things and turned to look at him.
Lu Zechen was in a good mood and arranged the scarf. When he noticed the doctor looking at him, he looked back generously and patted the scarf.
The doctor's mouth twitched and he laughed dryly, thinking, rich people have really amazing taste.