"A thousand songs, a thousand songs."

In a daze, Weng Qiange heard Gu Chen calling him.

She feels a little dizzy. Is she about to get up?

"It's dawn?"

Weng Qiange was dumb and still lying on the bed.

"Um."

Gu Chen promised her, but when he noticed something was wrong with her, he came over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He raised his hand and put it on her forehead.

Hands are hot.

"Got a fever.

Wait a moment."

Gu Chen stood up, took out the simple medical kit prepared by Zuo Yun, and took out a thermometer to measure her temperature.

"38.1℃."

Have a little fever.

Gu Chen touched her hot cheek and asked, "Can you get up?

Have to go to the hospital."

"Need not."

Weng Qiange was lazily shaking his head.

Pointing to the medicine box.

"Mom has prepared some commonly used medicines, some of which reduce fever, just take them and it'll be fine.

The fever is not high."

Seeing Gu Chen frowning, Weng Qiange took his arm and shook it.

"You really don't need to go to the hospital.

I just feel a little cold."

He came here to do something, not to accompany her to the hospital.

Gu Chen reluctantly agreed, "That's okay, you don't have to come with me, just take the medicine and sleep well."

With that said, he hurriedly poured water for her, watched her take the medicine, and warned her.

"Zhuo Yue is waiting outside. I'm going right away. If the medicine doesn't work, give me a call, okay?"

Because of the fever, Weng Qiange's eyes seemed to be immersed in water, clear and aggrieved.

"I'm sorry, I'm so useless."

I came here to help him, but fell ill just after I arrived.

"What nonsense."

Gu Chen rubbed her cheek, "You are such an adult, but you are still ignorant?

Is your body more important, or your work?"

"Nothing is as important to me as your body."

"Um."

Weng Qiange nodded, feeling sour and numb. Such a good Gu Chen, what on earth did she not like about him?

Feng Xiaoxiao had asked her this question many times.

"Why don't you like Gu Chen?"

Maybe, the devil is stunned.

It's like hitting a dead end.

"I'm leaving."

Gu Chen let go of his hand, stood up and went out.

Weng Qiange closed her eyes, her eyelids hurting a little.

Gradually sleepiness came over me and I fell asleep.

When I wake up, I don't know what night it is.

I picked up my phone and looked at it. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

On the table, there are packed lunch boxes.

Weng Qiange woke up and felt much better. She broke out in a sweat and felt much more relaxed.

I got up and touched the lunch box, it was already cold.

There is a note underneath.

"Qian Ge, I saw that you were sleeping deeply and I didn't wake you up.

If your temper wakes you up, you will definitely be unhappy.

After you wake up, heat up the food and eat as much as you like, I will come back early and make something delicious for you."

It's Gu Chen's handwriting.

For fear of waking her up, I didn't even dare to send a message, so I actually left her a note.

Weng Qiange laughed softly and touched his forehead. The sweat had dried and it was sticky and uncomfortable. He wanted to take a bath.

He opened the cabinet, took out his clothes, and entered the bathroom.

At this time, Gu Chen came back.

On this day, he had not been idle since he left the house, dealing with various problems non-stop.

During this period, I kept thinking about Weng Qiange.

He would come back at noon, but he expected that even if Qian Ge woke up, he might not be able to warm up the lunch box.

Even when she was abroad, she never suffered any hardship.

He has always been taking care of her.

From him to the Weng family, for so many years, it was him.

Weng Qiange was not in the room, and there was a gurgling sound of water in the bathroom.

Gu Chen's mouth was a little dry, so he swallowed hard and walked to the kitchen.

Sure enough, the lunch box was there, untouched.

Gu Chen shook his head helplessly, washed the rice, cooked porridge, and made two side dishes, which were suitable for patients and would improve their digestion and appetite.

"Ah——" Weng Qiange's scream came from the bathroom.

Gu Chen was startled, but without wasting a second, he rushed directly to the bathroom and hesitated when he was about to go in.

"Qiange?

What's wrong?"

"I..." Weng Qiange wanted to say it was okay, but her voice betrayed her, "Hiss—" Gu Chen frowned, "Qiange, can I come in?

Shall I come in?"

"……Don't."

He opened his mouth a little slowly, and Gu Chen had already pushed the door open and came in.

In the steaming mist, Weng Qiange fell to the ground and tried to get up, but he was not strong enough.

I was sick and had an empty stomach, so I had some symptoms of hypoglycemia, and the bathroom was such a closed environment.

In just two seconds, Gu Chen adapted to the bathroom environment and saw Weng Qiange's current situation clearly.

Stunned.

"!"

Weng Qiange was extremely embarrassed and stared at him, "What are you looking at?

If you look again, I will dig out your eyeballs!"

"oh."

Gu Chen then turned around mechanically, stumbling over his words.

"Then...can you get up?"

"No way!"
To be continued...