Everyday heroes

Chapter 309 Shyness and Breakthrough

When Guan Lang came out of the kitchen with the steaming porridge, he found that she was wearing loose pajamas and was leaning on the sofa in a daze, staring at the TV with empty eyes.

"Come on, let's have some porridge." Guan Lang gently helped her up from the sofa.

Maybe it was because she was sick and her mind was a little unclear, Qin Yanxi moved a beat slower than usual, and nodded obediently.

Guan Lang gently placed his hand on her forehead, and it turned out that she had a fever, which was higher than normal.

"Did you get an injection when you went to the hospital this morning? What's the temperature?"

It took a few seconds after he finished asking before Qin Yanxi slowly got up, opened the drawer under the table, took out a large bag of Banlangen Granules and a box of Ribavirin Granules and handed them to him.

"38 degrees one."

Guan Lang was relieved after hearing this, a fever of 38 degrees is not too serious, it is a low-grade fever.

Therefore, there is no need to take antipyretics, just physical cooling.

Seeing her appearance, Guan Lang was also a little worried, so he fed her coarse grain porridge spoon by spoon.

When she took the first bite, she still frowned slightly, probably because she was sick and lacked appetite.

But with a mouthful of porridge, the special attribute of deliciousness +3 immediately bloomed a powerful effect on the taste buds.

Every grain of rice seems to be dancing on the tip of the tongue, entering the stomach and turning into a warm current that nourishes the body.

So comfortable!
The confused Qin Yanxi couldn't help opening her mouth slightly.

Seeing that she could eat, Guan Lang felt more at ease.

At least I don't have to try to coax her to eat it myself.

He fed three bowls in a row.

Maybe it's because she's been hungry for too long, Qin Yanxi has a big appetite.

But Guan Lang considered that she was sick and shouldn't overeat, so he didn't continue to feed her.

Although the porridge he cooked had the special effect of +4 immunity, but he didn't fully believe in its effect.

After making a bowl of Banlangen, Qin Yanxi fed it to her with a full face of reluctance.

Banlangen granule is not bad to drink, but she has just eaten the whole grain porridge with a perfect taste +3, and after eating the delicious food, it seems difficult to eat the dregs.

He also found a bottle of medical alcohol in the medicine box under the table, wiped it on the back of her hand to dissipate heat, and finished the simple care he could do.

Holding her slightly fleshy arm, she stood up from the sofa. If she wanted to rest, she had to go back to her room.

It took a little effort to move her onto the bed.

The main reason was that she was dishonest when she was sick, and she wobbled when she walked, which caused him some trouble.

Looking at Qin Yanxi who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he didn't turn around and leave immediately.

He took out the book he brought from his backpack and sat in the living room to read quietly.

Five p.m.

When the sky was getting dark and the warm wind was blowing slowly outside the window, Qin Yanxi, whose forehead was dripping with sweat, slowly opened her eyes.

He lifted off the thick quilt covering his body, and sat up from the bed with his arms propped up.

After a while, she was stunned and thought about her situation, and then she remembered that she seemed to have a fever this morning.

Then Guan Lang came to the house to take care of her.

Glancing at the setting sun outside the window, he should have gone back.

Obviously this morning I was still groggy with fever, but now after sleeping, I feel extra refreshed, as if the illness has almost recovered.

Feeling a little dry in her mouth, she got up from the bed and was about to go outside to get a glass of water.

As soon as he walked out of the room door, he saw a tall figure sitting on the sofa in the living room. He was holding a book and reading seriously.

The faint light from the window sill in the living room sprinkled on his face, and there was a wonderful power of reassurance and tranquility.

She leaned on the door frame and watched for a while, reluctant to take her eyes away.

For some reason, my heart was filled with a great sense of happiness.

"Are you awake?" It was only when Guan Lang noticed the movement behind him that he turned around and realized her existence.

Guan Lang helped her from the door to sit on the sofa.

"I feel almost better." Qin Yanxi lowered her head and said, a little blush remained on her cheeks.

"Take your temperature first." Guan Lang took out the medical thermometer from the medicine box, shook it a few times and handed it to her.

"36 degrees nine." After the measurement, he squeezed the thermometer and read the data on it, with a smile on his face. "The fever should have subsided."

It seems that the immunity-boosting effect of excellent-grade coarse-grain porridge is really good, and it can reduce fever so quickly.

He was relieved a lot, seeing how uncomfortable she was before, he didn't feel very good either.

"Next time you are sick, don't be alone. Even if you are embarrassed to trouble your aunt and uncle, you can still ask me to help. After all, we are not outsiders." Guan Lang looked away from the window with some embarrassment. .

"En." Qin Yanxi was repeating his last words just now, her face was even redder than when she was sick in the morning.

One of them bowed their heads, and the other tilted their heads to look at the window. The silence lasted for tens of seconds.

Then it was Guan Lang who couldn't stand the slightly ambiguous atmosphere, so he got away and stood up with the excuse of going to the kitchen to heat porridge.

"Huh" Qin Yanxi, who lowered her head like an ostrich's head buried in the sand, let out a long breath.

Although the two of them didn't say anything, the relationship seemed to be one step closer without words.

This small advance made her feel very satisfied.

Guan Lang worked hard for another 10 minutes before leaving the apartment.

Qin Yanxi's illness has recovered, and he has to rush back to make dinner for his little cousin.

"嘚嘚嘚~"

Wu Yazhen looked at her cousin who was humming a song and serving dishes with somewhat surprised eyes.

Is there anything to be happy about today?
But when she asked, she could only get a reply with a smile and shaking her head. Obviously, my cousin was not ready to share his inner joy with him.

It made her curious like a cat's scratch for a while.

After dinner, exercise and return to the room.

On the frame, a pencil floated automatically, and the pen tip slid across the paper with a crisp swishing sound.

Two pressure-sensitive pens, one large and one small connected to the digital board of the notebook, are also moving rapidly beside him. With Tai Chi's sensitive control, the lines are appearing evenly and smoothly on the screen.

He sat in a chair and worked at full speed with a pressure sensitive pen in his hand.

If someone breaks in at this time, there may be an illusion that they have strayed into the mysterious magic workshop.

Inexplicably, he achieved another breakthrough in his too-extensive single-minded exercise.

Now I have been able to keep my hands and a copy of Tai Chi and can work at full capacity.

Although the remaining two discrete Taijili cannot be perfectly manipulated, they can basically cover his workload when combined.

As long as the equipment is well equipped, it means that he can work with three times the normal efficiency now.

The breakthrough came so suddenly that he couldn't help but smile.

In other words, the rate at which he makes money is three times faster than before. From the perspective of work efficiency, he may now be worth a small painting outsourcing studio by himself.

(End of this chapter)