President, madam, she can't read it anymore

When he was sleeping at midnight, he found that the temperature of the little woman in his arms was getting higher and higher, so he lightly turned on the light to take her temperature.

38. 9.

This will wake her up.

Lin Nian's head was a little dizzy, and it took him a long time to realize that he was going to take her to the hospital. He couldn't help wrinkling his nose, twisting his body and turning around in the quilt a few times: "...I don't want it."
Yan Tingchen couldn't allow her to refuse, so he lifted the quilt and bent down to hug her.

Old man Lin opened his drowsy eyes, Yan Tingchen changed his clothes, and seemed to be carried into the car again.

He ordered her calmly: "go to the hospital, hurry up."

Elder Lin leaned against his arms, smelling the fragrance of body wash on his body, couldn't help stroking his arms again, stretched out a thin finger to grab his shirt, and fell asleep again.

Yan Tingchen stretched out his hand to her forehead, felt the temperature of her body, and his face was covered with frost again: "Quick, quicker!"

Before Lin Nian arrived at the hospital, the surgeon had already prepared medicines and wards, waiting for her and Yan Tingchen.

When they arrived, Lin Nian was immediately taken to the hospital bed, and the doctor came to examine her.

After the examination, the doctor was also relieved, and said to Yan Tingchen, who had been looking bad all the time: "The fever caused by the common cold is caused by the cold, and the injection is enough."
"It's not a big deal."
Yan Tingchen looked at him coldly: "Arrange the time of hospitalization and the time of fever reduction, and then leave."

The doctor choked for a moment, walked out of the ward to dispense the medicine without saying anything.

After the acupuncture, when Lin Nian woke up the next day, he obviously felt much better.

At least there is no pain or dizziness at the pier.

She turned her head and saw a person sitting by the bed.

It didn't seem to be asleep, bloodshot eyes, very tired.

Lin Nian reached out to hold him back, but found that his hand had been pricked by a needle.

When Yan Tingchen saw her wake up, he stretched out his hand to her forehead, which seemed to be similar to his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it."
Yan Tingchen's voice is very heavy.

"You can't sleep?"
Lin Nian didn't answer him.

"What to eat?"

Yan Tingchen didn't answer her.

In fact, Lin Nian was really hungry. He didn't eat anything last night, and hung up the water in the middle of the night. He tossed for so long.

"Let's have some porridge."
Lin Nian always liked to drink porridge, but now that he was sick, it made people miss those light but sweet porridge.

"Only porridge?"
Yan Tingchen frowned

"Oh... pickles. Eat salty porridge."

As Lin Nian said this, he suddenly missed the orphanage when he was a child.

Yan Tingchen found a nurse to take care of her, and then went to buy food by himself.

That nurse may have known Lin Nian's identity for a long time.

I don't know whether it's disdain or not, but I don't talk to her anyway, just sit beside her, without expression or movement, like a statue.

Lin Nian held his breath, but still didn't hold back: "...well... can you get me some medicine and accompany me to the toilet..."

When Yan Tingchen came back, Lin Nian's water was also hung up and he was washing his face.

Seeing Yan Tingchen's return, the little nurse blushed and said suddenly, "President Yan is back? Miss Lin is doing much better, so you don't have to worry."

Lin Nian said, "Damn it, I thought it was a fool, but it didn't."
Yan Tingchen nodded: "Yes."
The nurse blushed again and said, "But I can stay for a few more days to observe."
Lin Nian: "..."
It's just a fever, it's not a fever, look at the fart.

Yan Tingchen put the breakfast on the table, Lin Nian washed his face from the private bathroom, and walked over to prepare to eat.

At this moment, Yan Tingchen saw her long hair tied up messily behind her head, and stretched out his hand to smooth the broken hair around her ears. His eyes were gentle, and he didn't notice it himself.

Seeing this scene, the nurse looked at Yan Tingchen obsessively.

Lin Nian glanced at her quietly: "Miss Nurse, my boyfriend is back, I don't need you to take care of me, go get busy."

Seeing Lin Nian driving her away, the nurse was very reluctant.

Looking up at Yan Tingchen, he met his cold gaze again.

Had to go away in despair.

When Lin Nian saw her leave at last, he curled his lips and snorted, "When you were with me, you didn't say a word. I thought you were dumb."

Yan Tingchen laughed, and stretched out his hand to open the porridge for her, the aroma immediately wafted out, and Lin Nian's stomach immediately protested.

Yan Tingchen opened another lunch box, which contained all kinds of small pickles one by one, neat and delicate.

Lin Nian lamented that it is good to be rich, and eating pickles can feel like Western food.

Unexpectedly, Yan Tingchen actually accompanied her to drink porridge and eat pickles. It seemed quite comfortable. Lin Nian was taken aback: "Why don't you buy something else?"

Yan Tingchen frowned and said, "Can't I eat like you?"
"No. Am I not afraid of wronging you?"
Lin Nian waved his hand.

Yan Tingchen didn't bother to talk to her, in fact, the main reason was that he thought it was quite delicious, and he was really tired, so he couldn't care less about picking things up.

In such a ward, he still eats elegant food, but it feels like he is in an elegant restaurant.

Lin Nian sighed again, why did Yan Tingchen always exude charm.

After breakfast, Lin Nian took the initiative to give me the bed: "Go to sleep for a while. Look at how tired you look."

"I still have to go to work."

Yan Tingchen leaned slightly on the back of the chair and sighed.

Lin Nian frowned and said, "Can't we go?"
After all, the company was his.

She came back so late last night and sent her to the hospital at midnight. She was sleeping soundly, and she was still buying food for her when she woke up.

Lin Nian felt a little guilty when he spoke.

"If you don't go, who will you leave the matter to?"
Yan Ting raised his eyes and asked with a smile.

"Then you should sleep for a while at least. Otherwise you will be very tired."

Lin Nian suggested him gently.

"No. There's one thing that needs to be sorted out right away. I'll leave work early this afternoon."

Yan Tingchen stood up and was about to leave, "You have a good rest, I'll come back in the afternoon. Ask someone to bring food at noon."

Looking at the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Lin Nian was really worried.

Yan Tingchen reached out and touched her head: "Wait for me obediently."

Lin Nian wanted to say something, but Yan Tingchen no longer gave her a chance to speak, and turned to leave.

Looking at the empty ward, Lin Nian wondered if it was an illusion, but felt a little lost for a moment.

Lin Nian laughed, it was an illusion, of course it was an illusion.

Such a beautiful weekend, Lin Nian actually spent it with illness, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Thinking of myself when I just got home yesterday afternoon, I couldn't help feeling a little... blue thin mushrooms.

However, what is gratifying is that Yan Tingchen seemed to know that she would be bored, so he asked someone to give her a computer.

Lin Nian excitedly sat on the sofa and turned on his computer, Yan Tingchen could really understand her now! ... Log in to the game, don't be in a hurry to start, receive prizes, and see friends.