Cat boyfriend is too difficult to serve

An Xia hummed.

Yan Yu: "It's gone?"

An Xia finally took a look at him: "Yes."

He immediately had nothing to say.

He didn't realize that they could return to the harmonious relationship they had before. An Xia looked carefree, but in fact he was very thoughtful.

The relationship between them was only maintained by Yu Chen, which could be broken at any time.

But she didn't respond at all, is it too much to save his face?

After all, it was the first time he had apologized to someone.

She has nothing else to say?
An Xia bypassed Yan Yu, not caring about the complicated expression on his face.

There is no rule that if someone apologizes, he must forgive. She thinks it is better to do as she pleases.

On the other hand, Yu Chen's face was flushed abnormally, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. An Xia felt very hot when he touched his body temperature.

"I'll take you to the hospital now." A little distance away, An Xia could feel that his body was really hot.

"Ah."

His breathing was hot, he was dizzy, and he was a little unsteady even standing up. He also guessed that there must be something wrong.

Before leaving, An Xia didn't forget to bring Yu Chen a thick coat.

As soon as the door was opened, it was already snowing outside, the wind was blowing slightly, and the sky was full of snowflakes flying towards An Xia.

The weather was fine just now, why did it suddenly snow?
Yan Yu came to his senses and unlocked the car with the key in his hand: "Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."

An Xia was not in the mood to be angry anymore.

Opening the car door, he blocked Yu Chen and sat in.

She actually wanted to ask a lot of questions now, but seeing Yu Chen's weak appearance, she opened her mouth, and was more worried about his current situation.

Yu Chen rested his head on An Xia's shoulder.

His temperature is frighteningly high.

When they arrived at the hospital, Yan Yu went to park the car, and An Xia supported Yu Chen.

"Can you still go?"

Yu Chen nodded. Although he was drowsy, his consciousness was still very clear.

Speaking of which, he really surprised himself when he entered the hospital this time.

You can feel that pain when you are an adult.

But that pain wasn't sustainable, and he didn't think there would be much of a problem.

It's just that he didn't expect that his condition would suddenly worsen at dawn.

When I wake up, I am top-heavy.

Although he heard An Xia's words, he couldn't get up.

Yu Chen looked abnormal, his face was flushed, his mouth turned pale, the nurse was startled, and hurried over to help him.

"Why is it so hot? It must be forty degrees."

The doctor came quickly and arranged a ward for Yu Chen.

I took my temperature, 41 degrees.

It's already very dangerous.

Quickly prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs.

An Xia was also shocked. She knew Yu Chen was very serious, but she didn't expect it to be this serious.

Before leaving, the nurse said: "The patient is very uncomfortable now. This is an ice pack. Putting it on his forehead is also a way to cool down. He sweats a lot. It is best to scrub it frequently."

There was nothing in the ward, so An Xia could only buy towels and a small basin first.

This is at least a little more convenient.

Yan Yu didn't expect Yu Chen to be so serious.

Didn't you say it was just a small cold?
How can it burn to 41 degrees?
And it's already like this, he actually came to the hospital this morning, how did An Xia take care of him?

He had countless questions to ask, but seeing An Xia busy walking around in the ward, he suddenly had nothing to say.

Yu Chen closed his eyes, his forehead was sweating non-stop, An Xia raised his head, the anti-inflammatory medicine had just passed most of it, but Yu Chen still didn't see any change.

She touched his face with the back of her hand, it was shockingly hot.

He still has a fever.

Yan Yu looked at her and frowned awkwardly: "Brother should be fine soon."

An Xia didn't care about his tone, and still frowned.

There is only one possibility for Yu Chen to have a fever now, but he doesn't know when the fever will subside.

What worries her the most is what if the fever doesn't subside?
Or if he suddenly turns into a cat.

Thinking of this, she clenched her hands tightly.

Yan Yu looked at her side face, she had been very disturbed since just now.

The uneasiness is palpable.

So much so that he couldn't ignore it.

Before, he thought that An Xia was worried about Yu Chen's condition, but now it seems that there is something else hidden.

When he was about to speak, Yang An appeared in the ward panting.

"How is Brother Chen?"

He rushed over immediately after receiving Yan Yu's call.

Non-stop, and several traffic lights were passed on the road.

"Still getting injections, just sent to the hospital." Yan Yu said.

"Brother Chen, why is he so serious this time?" In his impression, Yu Chen seemed to have never had such a serious illness.

Actually came to the hospital.

Like Yan Yu, he was full of problems, but seeing Yu Chen with his eyes closed, he lowered his voice in a low voice.

An Xia kept his back to him, and didn't give him any extra reaction, he could only turn his eyes to Yan Yu, Yan Yu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Yan Yu and Yang An came outside the ward: "My brother has a severe fever now, and he hasn't shown signs of retreating. Today is the teacher's funeral. If he is awake, he will definitely go, but it is obviously impossible in this situation now. gone."

"After the senior brother wakes up, you should take a look at the situation. It's best to let him have a good rest first." Yan Yu paused and said, "I'll preside over the teacher's funeral!"

Yang An glanced at Yu Chen who had been drowsy in the ward.

"we can only do this."

Professor Lin's funeral was very grand, and the people who came were all bigwigs from various industries.

Yan Yu knows some bigwigs who have never shown their faces, and some people who often appear on news channels.

He knew that the teacher had a great influence, but he didn't expect the teacher to know so many people.

The funeral scene was solemn and solemn, and the photo of Professor Lin was placed in the middle of the lobby.

When he was alive, he often had a cold face, but unexpectedly, this black and white portrait actually had the corner of his mouth upturned, with a smile on his face, which is quite surprising.

I don't know where Yu Chen found this photo.

Yan Yu was a little stunned, recalling the kindness of the teacher before his death.

He doesn't have much time at school, but the teacher takes great care of him and his seniors, and always considers them first when there is any project.

Sometimes he made delicious food, and he would invite them to eat together. He still remembered that the teacher’s favorite was the potted succulents and some daffodils on the small balcony. He would eat them almost every time. Watered regularly, but the flowers had withered when he visited last time.

Only those succulent potted plants were left because no one dealt with the weeds, and even covered the succulents.

"Professor Lin's murder is really a great loss for the archaeological community." Just as he was thinking about it, a voice suddenly came to his side.

Yan Yu looked over, and saw that the person was wearing a black suit, about 40 years old, and there was a hint of exclamation when he spoke, and he looked a bit refined, and he looked more dignified than ordinary people of the same age.

"You are?" Yan Yu was born in a family, and he has a keen sense in this aspect. Although he has never seen the man in front of him, his bearing makes people dare not underestimate him at a glance.

Yan Yu was still secretly guessing, when he suddenly saw the logo in front of him.

I heard that the Xu Group has a newly appointed CEO with extraordinary means. He took down the opponent's list as soon as he took office. After showing this trick, no one dared to underestimate him.

The age and demeanor were right, and he knew it instantly.

Jiang Xinyan saw the change in his expression, guessed that he already knew his identity, and made a shh gesture.

Yan Yu blinked, but didn't speak.

He was just a little strange. It would be fine if people from the academic world came to express their condolences. The question is, isn't Jiang Xinyan from the mall?Do you have any special friendship with the teacher?
"I admire Professor Lin's deeds in his life. I happened to be passing by, so I came here to enjoy a stick of incense." He bowed sincerely.

Although he said he was just passing by, Yan Yu could tell that the clothes and tie on his body were specially matched, obviously for the purpose of attending the funeral, and naturally he was not just passing by as he said.

"Thank you." Yan Yu said in a low voice.

"39 degrees, although it's still a high fever, fortunately, it's gradually cooling down." The nurse picked up the thermometer, and she would take the temperature every half an hour.

Seeing Yu Chen's temperature slowly drop, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

An Xia also breathed a sigh of relief.

She was also worried that Yu Chen's body temperature could not be lowered due to special reasons in his body. Now that he heard the news, he finally smiled.

Yang An had already gone back first, and after the nurse left, she was the only one left in the ward.

She watched his face slowly return to blood, and she couldn't help touching his face with her fingers.

It is not as hot as before, although it is still very hot, at least it will not be so hot.

"Water." Yu Chen suddenly made a voice.

He moved his eyes in a daze and his voice was hoarse, but An Xia still heard it.

She turned and poured a glass of warm water.

Supporting his head with one hand made him sit up a bit, and carefully fed him water, probably because he drank too quickly, and couldn't hold back a few coughs.

An Xia put down the water, supported his back and breathed lightly, and after seeing him slowly waking up, she said anxiously: "Is it better?"

Yu Chen felt that his throat was about to smoke, and he felt much better after drinking some cold water.

"Where's Yan Yu?" he said.

"He went to preside over Professor Lin's funeral." An Xia said.

As he spoke, he was about to struggle to get up, but when he moved, his head hurt violently.

"You still have a fever, what do you want to do?" An Xia pressed his shoulders, preventing him from getting up.

Yu Chen's whole body would be limp and uncomfortable, An Xia basically pushed him onto the bed without any effort.

"Now the funeral is over, Yan Yu should have rushed over by this time."

She glanced at her watch, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.