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Cong Yufan raised her hand to caress Jian Yihan's chin. At this time, the congealed blood seemed to have scabbed over. Seeing that the collar of his white shirt was soaked in red blood, she couldn't help trembling her little hands.

The small face was tightly wrinkled, seeing that Jian Yihan didn't show the slightest sign of sobriety,

She hurriedly washed the towel on her hands, vigorously wiped off the blood on Jian Yihan's face,

After that, he found another towel to wet, and then put it on his hot forehead to cool him down. Seeing Jian Yihan's injured appearance, Cong Yufan couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

About half an hour passed, until Cong Yufan had been busy for a long time,

Finally, he reached out his hand to Jian Yihan's forehead. Although the temperature dropped a lot, Jian Yihan still didn't wake up.

"Jian Yihan, Jian Yihan, wake up... wake up..."

Cong Yufan pushed Jian Yihan's body, and seeing that there was no movement on his face, he couldn't help but panic,

"Jian Yihan, don't scare me, wake up, what's wrong with you?"

No matter how he shakes his body, he lies on the sofa as if he has lost consciousness,

Cong Yufan shook Jian Yihan's arm helplessly, but his eyes were still tightly closed and there was no sign of opening them.

Realizing that something was wrong, Cong Yufan quickly wrapped Jian Yihan's arm around his neck with one hand, then supported him with both hands, letting his weight rest on his body, and staggered towards the door of the room.

She was going to take Jian Yihan to the hospital because he probably had a high fever. If he didn't send him to the hospital, Cong Yufan really didn't know what would happen.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, finally leaning Jian Yihan's body against her, she hadn't walked a few steps,

Because her body was too weak, Jian Yihan's body pressed against her back and she could hardly support her.

"what!"

With a bang, Jian Yihan's body fell to the ground.

Cong Yufan was startled, and quickly squatted on the ground to pull up Jian Yihan's body. She really couldn't carry Jian Yihan on her back.

Even though she gritted her teeth and supported Jian Han vigorously, Jian Han's body still slipped to the ground again and again.

Finally, just when Cong Yufan managed to prop up Jian Yihan's body from the floor again, Jian Yihan's weak voice suddenly came from beside his ear,

"Yufan...you...

Where are you taking me? "

"Jian Yihan, are you awake?!"

Cong Yufan was startled, and suddenly let go of Jian Yihan, and Jian Yihan's body slipped to the floor again. Cong Yufan hurriedly turned around, grabbed Jian Yihan's arm and looked at him anxiously and asked,

"Jian Yihan, what's wrong with you?

Do you know how much you worry me?

What's your business?Is there something uncomfortable? "

Cong Yufan wrinkled his face and looked at him nervously with red eyes. Seeing that Jian Yihan finally opened his eyes, Cong Yufan finally felt relieved.

"Fool...I...I'm just sleepy..."

Hearing Cong Yufan's words of concern for him, and seeing Cong Yufan's worried expression,

Jian Yihan's heart was filled with joy. Fortunately, he finally met Cong Yufan.

At this moment, he was lying on the floor, squinting his beautiful blue eyes tiredly, his head was still a little dizzy, but after being tossed back and forth by Cong Yufan, he finally woke up.

"I'm really happy to hear that you care about me!"

Jian Yihan smiled faintly, his voice was low and hoarse and weak.

"Bastard, at this moment, I still have the mood to say this!"

Cong Yufan knelt and sat beside Jian Yihan, seeing that he could still say these insignificant words, he couldn't help laughing through his tears.

"I'm fine, Yufan, just a little sleepy, let me sleep for a while..."

Jian Yihan comforted Cong Yufan and said, but just as he finished speaking, he fell into a drowsy sleep again, probably because he had a fever, so he was very tired now.

Seeing that Jian Yihan fell asleep again, Cong Yufan wiped away his tears and couldn't help pushing him,

"Jian Yihan, can you go to the sofa and sleep again!"

However, Jian Yihan was already asleep, so there was no way for him to do so. In the end, Cong Yufan had no choice but to move him to the bed and sofa, so he took a cotton sheet to cover him.

Then he took another pillow for him to sleep on.

Afraid that his body temperature would rise, she worriedly took a cold towel and continued to apply it to his forehead.

In Jian Yihan's drowsy sleep, she gave Jian Yihan a few pills to reduce fever.

Cong Yufan could not rest until he had been busy all morning.

Looking at the time, it was already noon. She saw that there were still some vegetables in the refrigerator, so she decided not to go out anymore. Let's talk about the grocery shopping tomorrow.

Thinking that Jian Yihan must be hungry when she woke up, she specially ate some old duck ginger soup in the kitchen,

After feeling that Jian Yihan was sweating, she did what she wanted to do with peace of mind.

After a simple lunch, she sat back in front of the computer and continued the translation work.

Until it was eight o'clock in the evening, Cong Yufan finally finished the tasks to be done today,

She couldn't help stretching tiredly, and realized that Jian Yihan hadn't woken up yet, so she got up and left the computer desk, and walked towards the back of the sofa three meters away.

Seeing that Jian Yihan was still sleeping on the cold floor, although he was covered by a quilt,

But this made her somewhat uneasy.

"Jian Yihan, are you feeling better?"

Cong Yufan squatted on the ground, stretched out a small hand to touch Jian Yihan's forehead, and took the towel off his forehead after making sure that the temperature had really dropped.

It seems that the fever has subsided. Cong Yufan looked at Jian Yihan's sleeping state, and was about to withdraw his hand. Unexpectedly, Jian Yihan suddenly opened his beautiful blue eyes at this time,

Seeing Jian Yihan staring straight at himself with those blue eyes open,

Cong Yufan's movements stopped suddenly, and before she could take back her right hand, Jian Yihan had already raised a big hand to cover the hand on his forehead.

"Yufan, I feel..."

Cong Yufan was obviously frightened by Jian Yihan's sudden action. Hearing Jian Yihan's inexplicable words, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He also began to falter when he spoke, "You...do you feel better?"

"It's better...just..."

Jian Yihan hesitated to speak, Cong Yufan wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jian Yihan held it tighter,

At this time, Jian Yihan saw the cramped look on her face, and couldn't help smiling a little,

He innocently blinked his beautiful blue eyes, ignoring Cong Yufan's current embarrassment, and said in a weak voice,

"It's just that I'm...so hungry!"

"what?"

Cong Yufan was thinking that Jian Yihan was going to say something, but after hearing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then withdrew his hand,

Seeing him smiling and looking at himself, the smile on his face was like the faint cherry blossoms falling down like before,

She didn't know how long it had been since she had seen this familiar face,

Seeing his appearance, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"Well, I see, I'll get you something to eat!"

Cong Yufan stood up, and was about to turn around and go to the kitchen to make food, but at the next moment, her footsteps suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something,

She couldn't help but patted the back of her head in annoyance, and looked at Jian Yihan behind him with a little regret,

Said with a sneer,

"That... I forgot to cook, Jian Yihan, wait for me a little longer!"

When Jian Yihan said that she was hungry, she remembered that she only cooked duck soup and forgot to cook rice.

Reluctantly looking at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost 08:30, and Cong Yufan hurriedly slipped into the kitchen to cook dinner rather annoyed.

At this time, Jian Yihan was already sitting on the ground, seeing Cong Yufan's confused temper, the smile on his lips couldn't help but deepened a bit.

Because the apartment Cong Yufan lived in was a single room, and she didn't have much money, so the apartment she found was very cheap.

Naturally, this apartment only has one bedroom, one kitchen and one bathroom, and the area is no more than twenty square meters.

Fortunately, the room is larger. In addition to a bed, there is also a sofa, a dining table, and a computer desk against the wall.

The furniture here is provided by the landlord ready-made, so it is very convenient for cooking.

It's just that the place is only 1.8 square meters. When Jian Yihan, a tall man of about [-] meters, stood in the room, the whole room was like a miniature small house.

Moreover, the structure of this house is not the same as that of ordinary houses. It is only two meters high. When Jian Han stands up, his tall and straight hair almost touches the roof!

So, when Jian Yihan came to the kitchen door, he called Cong Yufan,

When Cong Yufan turned his head to look at him, he couldn't help but looked at him with a surprised look for a long time, then he held back a smile and didn't speak.

"What? Is there something on my face?"

Cong Yufan shook his head and did not answer him.

Jian Yihan frowned slightly, then smiled lightly,

"Is that why I'm so handsome?

So when you see my face, you can't look away? "

Seeing Cong Yufan staring straight at him suddenly, Jian Yihan was a little uncomfortable at first, but seeing Cong Yufan's dazed look, he still couldn't help jokingly said.

"I've never met anyone who is thicker-skinned and narcissistic than you!"

Cong Yufan was washing rice water. After hearing Jian Yihan's words, he raised his eyes and gave him a supercilious look.

"Then why did you look at me so engrossed just now?"

Jian Yihan still stood unwillingly at the door of the kitchen and continued to ask.

"That's because I feel awkward looking at you!"

Cong Yufan looked up at Jian Yihan who was standing at the kitchen door,

I thought to myself, it's really amazing,

Do people nowadays cut corners when making houses?

Or is Jian Yihan too tall?

Seeing Jian Yihan standing at the kitchen door, his tall hair almost touched the ceiling above his head.

"awkward?"

Hearing Cong Yufan's words, Jian Yihan couldn't help frowning, and repeated a sentence in confusion.

When he raised his leg and was about to step into the kitchen, Cong Yufan suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute!"