She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

A dry and broad palm landed on the woman's forehead.

The hot feeling made Jiang Jingyu frown in an instant.

Two 10 minutes later.

The family doctor came to ‘Sheng Ting’.

After the examination, looking at the current temperature in the thermometer, the family doctor prepared an intravenous infusion and said to Jiang Jingyu:

"My wife suddenly had a high fever because she caught a cold due to the sea breeze, and her body has been weak all year round."

After finishing speaking, he said again:

"The current temperature is already over 39 degrees. Let's give it an infusion first so that the temperature can drop early tomorrow morning."

Jiang Jingyu had no objection.

When he was about to inject the acupuncture, Jiang Jingyu sat by the bed, put Nan Shiyu's hand in his palm, and held it for the family doctor to inject.

Jiang Zhuo has worked in the Jiang family for many years.

I have been staying at the old house before.

Ever since Jiang Jingyu and Nan Shiyu got married, Jiang's mother had sent her to 'Sheng Ting'.

Nan Shiyu's health is weak, so it's hard to say that something unexpected might happen like today. Jiang Zhuo stayed in 'Sheng Ting' and could deal with such emergencies at any time.

After getting the needle and giving some instructions, Jiang Zhuo left the master bedroom.

Jiang Jingyu gently placed Nan Shiyu's hand on the bedside.

He got up to wet a towel and leaned over to wipe her face.

Nan Shiyu was feeling dizzy from the fever. The moment the cold towel was pressed against her forehead, she frowned and tilted her head to hide.

Jiang Jingyu pressed her right wrist in time before she could move, sat on the bedside, and patiently coaxed her:

"Zhizhi, don't move around. You won't feel uncomfortable soon."

Nan Shiyu opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

But after a while, she just hummed slightly.

But because of the high fever, her breath was hot.

Jiang Jingyu's eyes flashed with distress.

Fold the towel on hand a few times and apply it on her forehead for a while.

Afraid of making her feel worse, the speed in the infusion set was turned on very slowly.

By the time the defeat was over, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, Nan Shiyu's body temperature has dropped a lot.

After taking his temperature again and seeing that his condition had stabilized, Jiang Jingyu let Jiang Zhuo go back.

When Nan Shiyu woke up early the next morning, she had no other symptoms except for a dry throat and pain. Her body temperature had completely dropped and returned to normal.

She opened her eyes and pressed her fingertips on her dry and sore throat.

His eyes swept across the back of his right hand and stopped at the needle eye.

"Did I have a fever at night?"

Jiang Jingyu handed her the water and touched her forehead in a natural manner, "Yes, I caught a cold while blowing in the wind on the yacht yesterday."

Nan Shiyu sat on the bed, wrapped in a thin quilt, holding a water glass in her hand, letting him touch the warmth of her forehead.

Jiang Jingyu lowered his head to look at his wife, who was rarely so well-behaved. Withdrawing his hand, he urged her to drink water.

"Your throat doesn't hurt? Drink the water quickly."

Nan Shiyu pursed her lips.

looked up at him.

When she saw the red bloodshot eyes, she tightened her fingertips on the water glass and asked:

"Did you...didn't sleep all night last night?"

Jiang Jingyu didn't expect that she would ask this.

His original intention to turn around stopped, and he turned back to meet her gaze.

The corners of Fei Li's lips raised, and her tone was gentle, "Our Mrs. Jiang is so hot that she almost melts herself. Who will take care of you if I fall asleep?"

Nan Shiyu's eyelashes trembled.

Then he lowered his eyes.

He drank the water in the glass silently.

Although the body temperature has returned to normal now, the fatigue and weakness around the body has not disappeared.

After having some breakfast downstairs, she went back to the bedroom and lay down on the sofa, with no energy to exercise.

About half an hour after the meal, Jiang Jingyu came to the master bedroom with a glass of water and the medicine he needed to take.

"Are you still suffering?"

"Come and take the medicine."

Nan Shiyu lazily raised her eyelids.

Looking at the capsules and pills in his hand, he was unwilling to move.

Seeing this, Jiang Jingyu came to her side and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nan Shiyu looked away from the medicine.

Resting your chin on your wrist, you looked up at him.

There was a tone of discussion in the weak voice.

"Can I not take medicine?"

"I feel like I should be fine."

Jiang Jingyu glanced at her, not half-hearted about this girl's rare submission.

"If you don't take the medicine -" he asked in a very calm tone: "Then continue the infusion?"

Glancing at the needle hole on the back of her hand, Nan Shiyu sat up without saying a word, took the medicine in his hand, and swallowed it depressedly.

The moment she put the medicine into her mouth, Jiang Jingyu handed the water glass to her.

"Drink water."

The pills were washed away, leaving only a lingering bitter taste in the mouth.

Nan Shiyu frowned unconsciously.

She has taken so many medicines since she was a child that she now feels nauseous and vomiting every time she drinks them.

Seeing that her facial features were about to wrinkle together, Jiang Jingyu quickly took the chestnut cakes bought in advance from the table.

He pinched out a piece and handed it to her.

"Take a couple of bites to suppress the smell of the medicine and you'll be fine."

Nan Shiyu is not pretentious either.

He took a big bite.

……

Throughout the whole day, Jiang Jingyu did not take a step away from 'Sheng Ting'.

Nan Shiyu was sleeping in the bedroom, and he was doing work in the study.

When she woke up, he stayed with her.

He personally took care of her throughout the entire process, including taking medicine after every meal.

The next morning.

Nan Yuheng asked Jiang Jingyu to get the contract, but he couldn't find anyone else in the president's office. After listening to Qin Yan's report, he called Jiang Jingyu.

"So strange? Didn't you come to the company today?"

Jiang Jingyu: "Zhizhi is sick. I don't worry about her when I go to the company."

Hearing this, Nan Yuheng's tone became more nervous and he asked three times:

"Sick? When did it happen? Why did you suddenly become ill?"

"The night before yesterday." Jiang Jingyu said, "The wind blew on the yacht that day and I caught a cold. Now I'm fine. I'm almost fine."

Hearing this, Nan Yuheng felt relieved.

But he still left Nan's company immediately and drove to 'Sheng Ting'.

Before getting in the car, he thought of something and asked with a smile:

"Our family Zhizhi is a veritable drug-drinking killer. Have you seen the difficult experiences I have gone through over the years?"

Jiang Jingyu chuckled, "Not really."

Nan Yuheng: "?"

Nan Yuheng: "She doesn't need to take medicine this time?"

"Drink." In the study, Jiang Jingyu leaned loosely on the chair, his eyes fell in front of him with a smile on his lips:

"My wife is very well-behaved and doesn't need anyone else to coax her at all."

Listening to this sentence, Nan Yuheng almost used the accelerator as a brake.

Can one's temperament change after marriage?

As we all know, his sister hates three things in her life.

Take medicine, infusion, go to the hospital.

But then again, it’s understandable.

After all, anyone who has been "dependent on" hospitals, drugs and infusions for 16 years will be disgusted to the core.

soon.

The black Cayenne parked at the 'Sheng Ting' villa.

When Nan Yuheng came in, Nan Shiyu happened to be in the lobby.

Seeing others, she was stunned for a moment, very surprised.

"Brother? Why are you here?"

Nan Yuheng looked her up and down.

Finally, his eyes rested on her somewhat pale face.

"I heard from Jing Yu that Chuifeng is sick?"

Nan Shiyu pursed her lips and sat down on the sofa.

"It's much better."

Nan Yuheng sat opposite her, "Are you still taking medicine?"

Nan Shiyu glanced at Jiang Jingyu next to her and said:

"I don't think it's necessary. There's nothing wrong with my health."

Nan Yuheng naturally saw the look in her eyes just now.

The corners of his lips curved into a slight smile, and he said:

"You should drink when you should. Don't get serious again. It's better to consolidate for one day."

Just at this moment, Jiang Jingyu's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller number, said to Nan Yuheng and Nan Shiyu, "You guys chat, I'll answer the phone" and went out the door.

"By the way, you are so sick, where is your best friend who is inseparable?" Nan Yuheng asked suddenly.

Nan Shiyu: "Going abroad."

Nan Yuheng: "Going abroad?"

Nan Shiyu nodded, "Uncle Cheng is in a hurry to get married. In order to temporarily avoid the limelight, he is planning to go abroad for a few days."

As she said that, she glanced at her brother faintly.

"If you hadn't stopped me in the beginning, I would have wanted to go."

Nan Yuheng swept her coolly.

"With your physique, you can get sick even if you blow the wind on a yacht, and you still want to go abroad?"