One-night lingering: The president's daddy spoils the sky

"Hmm...cold..." Tang Siyu murmured in his sleep and tightened his grip on the quilt.

A person with a fever does not feel hot, but rather cold.

Xing Liehan immediately reached out and hugged her, tucked her quilt tightly and wrapped her around her. Then, he turned over and got out of bed, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and dialed the service number of the hotel front desk.

"Hi, hello, may I help you?" Came the sweet voice of the waiter at the other end.

"Give me two sets and one pair to room 4036, one for women and one for men and women, women are 1.6 meters five, men are 1.8 meters seven, please hurry up."

Xing Liehan finished speaking very neatly, and when he heard the response from the waiter at the other end, he hung up the phone, and immediately called his assistant Han Yang, asking him to go to the hotel door to stand by immediately.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the girl beside him, his heart was tense, his eyes were covered with worry, and he reached out to Tang Siyu's temperature.

This fever came very quickly, and the temperature on her forehead was already hot.

"Damn!"

With a low curse, Xing Liehan entered the bathroom, took a towel and dipped it in warm water, and applied it to Tang Siyu's forehead.

Tang Siyu was in a deep sleep, she felt cold and shivering, Xing Liehan immediately went to bed, got into the quilt, hugged her body tightly, put it in her arms, and let her body cling to him.

Tang Siyu's small face was already very red, similar to when she was treated with traditional Chinese medicine just now, her skin was originally tender, so red that even the thin blood streaks could be seen.

Xing Liehan's heart is constantly tightening.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang, he opened it, and a waitress came up with two suits, brand new men's and women's underwear.

This is a special service of the hotel, which is reserved for guests when they are in urgent need.

Xing Liehan picked up two sets of clothes and closed the door. He quickly changed, and Han Yang called, and he was already at the hotel entrance.

Xing Liehan is not polite anymore.

He lifted Tang Siyu's quilt, untied her bathrobe belt, put her underwear on directly, and then changed the white shirt and women's trousers provided by the hotel.

He was a little anxious, Tang Siyu woke up and felt that the clothes had been changed, she squinted her eyes, became annoyed, and asked feebly,

"Xing Liehan...what are you doing?"

"You have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital..."

After Xing Liehan finished speaking, he reached out and hugged her horizontally and went out.

Tang Siyu only heard her own breath getting faster and faster.

Xing Liehan carried her downstairs, Han Yang's car was parked there, and when he saw them coming down, he opened the door of the back seat, Xing Liehan sat in with Tang Siyu in his arms, and hurriedly said,

"Go to the nearby hospital, quickly."

Of course, Han Yang didn't dare to take it too seriously for a moment, he stepped on the accelerator immediately and went straight to the nearby hospital.

In the car, Tang Siyu leaned softly in Xing Liehan's arms, and it was rare that he didn't push away.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the hospital, and Han Yang went to register. Xing Liehan carried Tang Siyu into the emergency room, took his temperature, and shocked him.

39 degrees eight.

It's almost forty degrees!

He was really worried about whether this woman's brain had burned out.

Tang Siyu also realized that she had a severe high fever. She was lying on the hospital bed in a daze, and saw a doctor and nurse standing next to her.

I don't know what the doctor said, but the nurse came to give her an IV, and the moment the needle stuck into the blood vessel, she frowned in pain.

Xing Liehan noticed and immediately stroked her forehead to appease.

The doctor wanted to rub his body with alcohol to help reduce the fever. He handed the alcohol and cotton swab to the nurse to go out, and when he left room for her to operate, he saw Xing Liehan frowned,

"I'll do it."

The nurse looked at him puzzled.

The doctor felt that this young and handsome man was familiar, but he couldn't remember it at a glance, but Xing Liehan's tone was beyond doubt, so he nodded,

"Just wipe this lady's forehead, neck, armpit, lower abdomen and back."

"I know." Of course Xing Liehan knew this.

After the doctor finished speaking, he took the nurse out of the room and walked to the next ward before suddenly remembering that the man just now, isn't he Xing Liehan, the president of the Xing Group who has often ranked first in the rich list in recent years?

Unexpectedly, he would appear in such a second-class hospital.

In the room, Tang Siyu was flushed with a high fever, but she still had reason. She bit her lip and said to Xing Liehan,

"Can I...can I not wipe my body?"

Xing Liehan had a cool face, "Tang Siyu, what are you still shy about at this time? Is your shame more important than your life?"

Tang Siyu was scolded abruptly.

This man is really not cute at all. Is he just so cruel to sick people?

Tang Siyu bit her red lips and said with a straight face, "Then wipe it!"

"Ah."

Xing Liehan nodded, stretched out his hand to untie her white shirt, and slowly wiped it for her with a towel soaked in alcohol.

Tang Siyu had a red face, and she never dared to look into his eyes.

I just felt that the place where he wiped it was very cool and comfortable. From forehead to neck to lower abdomen, this man seemed to want to wipe her whole body.

She was a little ashamed and simply closed her eyes.

However, the more you close your eyes, the more sensitive your body becomes. Xing Liehan tossed and turned, gently rubbing her body.

"Hmm..." Tang Siyu bit her lip and let out a soft moan.

The corners of Xing Liehan's lips could not help but twitch, mocking her, "Is it comfortable?"

Tang Siyu didn't want to open her eyes anymore, so she had to bite her lips tightly, not wanting to make any more noise.

Half an hour later, he finished wiping all of them. Tang Siyu only felt that the acupoints all over his body were opened up, and the heat began to subside slowly, and the warmth surged up when he was covered with a quilt.

Drowsiness hit her, and she fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.

Xing Liehan took the thermometer and tested it for her.

Finally, the temperature dropped to 39 degrees. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to relax. He sat by the bed and watched over her.

He can't let anything happen to this woman.