Qin Yiren wrote down one by one, personally sent the doctor out, and asked anxiously: "Is his condition very serious? Should I send him to the hospital?"

The doctor stopped talking to her, "In this case, it is also the same way to deal with it when sent to the hospital. The sea breeze is very strong in the past two days, and the wind is inevitable when going to the hospital. It may aggravate Mr. Chu's condition, so it is better to stay here.

Observe carefully.”

"Okay, I get it."

Watching the doctor leave, Qin Yiren returned to the room, made a cup of coffee for himself, and prepared to stay up all night.

Then, I put orange juice on Chu Xinian and added a large spoonful of honey.

Holding the cup back to Chu Xinian's bed, she handed the orange juice with the right temperature to him, "The doctor said that vitamins can help heal, so drink this cup obediently."

Because of fever, Chu Xi's mouth was dry and tongue was dry, and no amount of water could relieve the symptoms.

After taking a few sips, he put the cup beside him, looked up at the nervous little woman, and raised a gentle curve on the corners of his thin lips: "Yiren, come and rest."

Qin Yiren kept in mind the doctor's advice and was so nervous that he was not sleepy at all.

But seeing Chu Xinian's pale face, she took off her shoes and put them in his arms, preparing to act as a pillow that automatically heats up to drive away the chills in his body.

Chu Xinian hugged the soft and warm little woman with her hand, squinted her eyes comfortably, and sighed with satisfaction.

Qin Yiren looked up at him, raised her hand and rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead, and asked softly: "Will this be better?"

"very good."

Chu Xinian replied in a low voice, half of her face buried in her fluffy and soft hair. She smelled the fragrance of coconut on it and said lazily: "Don't worry, I'll get better."

His voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded very distressing.

Qin Yiren felt soft and obediently nestled in his arms. "Sleep, I will be with you."

Soon, Chu Xinian's breathing became evenly even, with the strange burning heat when he had a fever.

Qin Yiren was nestled in his arms and gradually became sweaty. Her throat was so dry that it was about to smoke. She was afraid that moving around without permission would wake him up, so she had to endure it silently.

Until the phone she placed next to her vibrated slightly and reminded her of the alarm clock time that Qin Yiren suddenly woke up and tiptoed out of Chu Xinian's arms.

I thought her actions would wake the man up, but the man seemed to be sleepy and frowned uncomfortable in his dream. His handsome face was pale and weak, and he was completely different from his usual days.

The white teeth bit the lower lip. Qin Yiren took warm water and pills according to the doctor's instructions, and gently called his name: "Chu Xinian, wake up, it's time to take medicine."

Chu Xinian seemed to have not heard her words until Qin Yiren's mood gradually became nervous.

His extremely long eyelashes trembled. He slowly opened his eyes, his face flushed and blue-white, and his voice hoarsely: "Yiren?"

"I am here."

Holding his hand, Qin Yiren carefully helped him up, fed the pills to his lips, and looked at the drip that had not been finished, "You have been sleeping for an hour, are you getting better?"

Chu Xinian took the medicine with her hand, and his mind gradually recovered and smiled disregardlessly: "With you taking care of me, of course it will be much better, and it will be fine tomorrow morning."

Qin Yiren couldn't laugh, and looked at him with worry, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Chu Xinian held her hand slightly hard, "It's okay, just drink some water."

Carefully holding up the cup to feed him water, Qin Yiren touched his forehead again, feeling that the heat did not decrease.

To be on the safe side, she picked up the forehead thermometer left by the doctor and frowned at the degree displayed on the LCD screen.

Chu Xinian raised her eyebrows and looked at her, "Why are you unhappy?"

"Chu Xinian, don't lie to me, the temperature has not dropped at all."

Show him the degree above, Qin Yiren touched the hot flash quilt and decisively moved the new one out of the cabinet.

After some trouble, she was so tired.

After changing the bedding, Qin Yiren carefully pulled out the needle on the back of Chu Xinian's hand, and pressed the blood-soaked cotton with slender fingers.

The bright red blood fell into her eyes, making her heart tighter and she felt uncomfortable and couldn't breathe smoothly.

Living quietly in his arms, Qin Yiren whispered in guilt: "I'm sorry, Chu Xinian."

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have caught a cold.

Even he was so sick that he wanted to comfort her all the time.

Although Chu Xinian has always been very gentle to her, she would rather he scold her at this moment, perhaps she would relieve her guilt.

Chu Xinian smiled docilely and closed his eyes and whispered: "Why are you sorry for me?"

"I……"

"I think I'm sorry for you."

After interrupting her words lightly, Chu Xinian raised his hand and rubbed her hair, and his low voice was hoarse and charming in the night: "Look, if I were by your side at that time, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened at all."

"No." Qin Yiren couldn't accept his tenderness with peace of mind, raised her eyes and looked at him, "It's all my fault..."

Chu Xinian smiled, "Little idiot, don't you hate the theory of guilt of victims?"

Qin Yiren choked.

Suddenly I remembered that when she was watching social news, she was full of indignation at the indiscriminate spam comments below.

"I understand?" Chu Xinian pinched her cheek and slowly enlightened her, "Even if someone really needs to admit his mistake, that person is definitely not you, but the scum who scares you. I will find him.

.”

Qin Yiren blinked and understood that what he said was right.

only……

"Chu Xinian, I don't want you to be sick and uncomfortable."

"Okay, I will exercise every day in the future and set a good example for our babies."

As he was talking, Chu Xinian couldn't help but start to feel sleepy and continued in a daze: "Yiren, you sleep with you, don't worry me, okay?"

"Um."

After agreeing seriously, Qin Yiren stayed in his arms and closed his eyes and slept until his breathing gradually became even.

She raised her hand and touched his hot cheeks. She quietly changed him to a cooling sticker and silently prayed that he would recover soon.

In a blink of an eye, early morning.

Qin Yiren didn't sleep all night, and used a forehead thermometer to veer every fifteen minutes, looking at the still temperature on it and was very anxious.

This time, she biped as usual, saw the numbers above, and her watery eyes, which were clearly black and white, were slightly widened.

"Chu's past years, Chu's past years?"
Chapter completed!