After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

An Qi raised Feng Jiuci's arm with one hand, held the thermometer through the hem of his sweater with the other, and put the thermometer under his armpit.

then.

She withdrew her hand quickly.

The movement was too big, and her fingertips accidentally slid across Feng Jiuci's abdomen.

"Um……"

The movement was like a feather flicking gently, Feng Jiuci's whole body went numb, he immediately arched his body, and a sexy and unbearably muffled sound came out of his throat.

An Qi froze for a moment, "What's wrong, you don't have any wounds on your body."

How could Feng Jiuci dare to tell the truth, he pulled a pillow and put it on the base of his thighs to cover some changes in his body, he shouted guiltyly, "Your hands are like ice cubes, I was so cold at first, yours Hands touched my skin, of course I was shaking with cold."

Angie was a little confused.

She touched her hand, it wasn't cold either.

Could it be that Feng Jiuci had a fever and her body temperature was too high, that's why she felt her hands were cold?

An Qi looked at Feng Jiuci, and found that his cheekbones were starting to turn red.

"Are you okay, no, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Don't go."

"Brother, you are sick, you are still afraid of injections and medicine at your age?"

"I have no energy, I don't want to move."

"..."

Angie was simply convinced.

This is 28, still eight years old.

Even an eight-year-old child who is sick knows how to go to the hospital obediently.

Forget it.

Let's wait until the temperature is better.

An Qi sat next to Feng Jiuci with her mobile phone and waited. After 5 minutes, she took out the thermometer and looked at it against the light, "38 degrees five."

"Oh."

"The temperature is a bit high, let's go to the hospital."

"No."

He didn't dare to move at all now, for fear that if the pillow fell off, An Qi would see him and call him a hooligan.

"Feng Jiuci, why are you so stubborn."

Feng Jiuci looked at her quietly, "Do you want to throw me in the hospital because you don't want to take care of me... An Xiaoqi, you really have no conscience. If you really think it's troublesome to take care of me, you can take me home gone."

When people are sick, they don’t even speak the truth?

An Qi was annoyed, "Someone will take care of you when you go home?"

"No."

Feng Jiuci's head hurt a little, he supported his head, "My brother and Jiang Jiang are both in the hospital, Mama Zhang has to take care of Yangyang and Tangtang by herself, I can't stay with them even if I'm sick, little one Children are easy to get sick, what should I do if I infect them.”

"Then you go home, what should you do at home alone?"

Listen to her.

Feng Jiuci thought that An Qi was really going to send him back, so he said angrily, "Fend for ourselves!"

"..."

Without saying a word, An Qi put on her coat, took the key and opened the door.

"Hey, you really want to send me home." Feng Jiuci yelled, "An Xiaoqi, do you have a conscience? Are we friends? People always go out of their way for friends, I don't expect you to do it for me." I inserted a knife, but you can’t take advantage of someone’s illness and kill someone. If you send me back at this time, I’m going to die at home, can you take responsibility for this?”

"38 degrees five, it won't work."

"Can……"

An Qi interrupted him, "Who said I'm going to take you home, go downstairs and buy medicine for you!"

"It's almost there."

An Qi asked him while changing his shoes, "Apart from fever, do you have any other discomforts? Tell me quickly."

"It's still cold, I have a headache, and I don't have energy all over."

"Okay, just wait."

boom!

The door is closed.

Feng Jiuci was really weak, but he was too cold.

He threw away the pillow, stood up with the sofa, and slowly moved to Angie's room. He turned on the light. Angie's room was very warmly furnished, and the four-piece suit on the bed was also warm orange.

Without hesitation, Feng Jiuci took off his shoes, lifted the quilt and lay down.

"Well……"

It's much warmer wrapped in a quilt.

Feng Jiuci wrapped himself tightly, he smelled the fragrance from the quilt, he was so beautiful, if he was not sick, how could he have such treatment.

Even though it was uncomfortable, Feng Jiuci still felt it was worth it.

Feng Jiuci was wrapped in a quilt and shivering, "Hey hey hey, this illness came at a very timely time."

……

"Feng Jiu Ci, Feng Jiu Ci?"

Feng Jiuci responded weakly, "I'm here."

"..."

With a bag of medicine in her hand, An Qi trotted all the way to the door of the bedroom, seeing Feng Jiuci lying on her bed wrapped in a quilt, An Qi felt that her territory was being invaded by others.

"Why did you run to sleep on my bed?"

"I am cold."

Feng Jiuci said aggrievedly, "You don't have any other rooms here either."

"..."

Angie couldn't speak to him.

She walked into the room with the medicine, "Are you feeling better?"

"No." Feng Jiuci's voice was a little weak, "It's getting colder."

Angie poked his head.

It does seem to be hotter than before.

She didn't care about being awkward anymore, she put the pillow behind his back, helped him up, Feng Jiuci groaned, and as soon as she sat up, she immediately grabbed the quilt and wrapped herself into a silkworm chrysalis.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a glass of water."

"Ah."

An Qi quickly came in with a glass of water. She took out the medicine and put it in her palm. Seeing that Feng Jiuci had her eyes closed, she sat on the edge of the bed and called him, "Feng Jiuci, take the medicine."

"I don't have the strength...you feed me."

An Qi looked suspiciously, "Feng Jiuci, you are not lying to me, are you? I have a cold and fever myself, and I am not as exaggerated as you."

"My kidney is weak, and my whole body is weak!"

"..."

Just now she said he was false, but he still refused to admit it, and even threatened her not to let her speak.

How can you admit it so happily now?

"Okay, I'll feed you, open your mouth."

Feng Jiuci opened his mouth obediently, An Qi stuffed all the medicine in his hand into his mouth, Feng Jiuci was trembling from the pain, he trembled all over, quickly snatched the water glass from An Qi's hand, and took a few sips of water, Only then did he suppress the bitterness in his mouth.

An Qi stared at him, "Aren't you weak?"

"I feel like I can do it again now."

"Can you go?"

Feng Jiuci stuffed the cup into her hand, leaning against the head of the bed and became a weak patient again, he said on the verge of death, "I'm sure I won't be able to walk..."

"..."

Angie almost laughed angrily at him.

Forget it.

Who made him a patient.

Don't compare with him.

"Okay, you lie down and rest for a while." An Qi didn't plan to send Feng Jiuci back, she was worried that he was alone at home, "Go to sleep, I'll watch over you, let's talk about it up front. , if the fever doesn’t subside, I’ll have to go to the hospital later.”

"it is good."

Feng Jiuci grinned.

He knew that An Xiaoqi would not be so cruel to him.

Feng Jiuci lay down with peace of mind.

His head was dizzy, but he didn't want to sleep, so he patted the edge of the bed and told An Qi to sit down, "An Xiaoqi, let's have a chat."

"What are you talking about?"

"Let's chat casually." Feng Jiuci dropped the topic, "Lin Jiayi hasn't troubled you lately, has he?"

"No."

"Oh, how have you been studying recently?"

"Shun."

"What about life?"

"Good."

"..."

Feng Jiuci, who is so socially awesome, was literally left speechless by An Qi.