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Shen Qiu, Kamil and others had another breakfast with Ye Qingluo at Ye's house. After the meal, they accompanied the wounded to bask in the sun for a while before leaving one by one.

It suddenly became deserted, and Ye Qingluo felt quite uncomfortable.

Fortunately, his brother brought Qing Ling back. He entertained the parrot with peanuts and melon seeds for a long time, until he started to doze off in confusion.

Ye Qinghe knocked his brother on the head and said, "If you feel sleepy, go to bed. Be careful of catching a cold if you sleep in the yard."

"I want to move."

"Come on, brother, let me carry you up!" Ye Qinghe stood up and said, rubbing his hands.

Since his brother regained consciousness last year, he hasn't hugged the boy much. He has no choice, the child is older and has a thin skin.

Like now.

Ye Qingluo wrinkled his face and refused decisively: "Brother, just help me go upstairs. I'm not so weak that I can't walk."

That being said, for people with wounds on their waist and abdomen, it is easier to go downstairs than to go upstairs.

Ye Qingluosheng leaned helplessly on his brother's chest and let his brother carry him to the second floor and put him down.

"Okay, no one saw it." Ye Qinghe rubbed his brother's head, "Go!"

"Yeah." Ye Qingluo responded with a sullen face, turned around and walked quickly into the house.

Ye Qinghe smiled and shouted: "Slow down!"

Walk slower? cant! Your face hurts too much!

Ye Qingluo sat on the edge of the bed and calmed down for a long time before he was no longer embarrassed. Just as he was about to lie down on the bed, he turned his head and met Pu Pu's pitiful black bean eyes.

"uncle……"

"Ah! I forgot!" Ye Qingluo slapped his head, stood up, went to the desk, and took out Pu Pu's small bathtub from the system warehouse.

After pouring a bottle of concentrated nutrient solution produced by the system into a small basin, Pu Pu cheered, walked into the basin and lay down.

Ye Qingluo couldn't help but chuckle, and stood at the table and used his superpower to make a Masaki for the little guy.

After a set of Masaki came down, Pupu had also absorbed the nutrient solution. I really don’t know where his little body absorbed half the basin of water.

But thinking of Pu Pu transforming into the size of a four or five-year-old child yesterday when he was in danger, Ye Qingluo touched his chin. Could it be that the nutrition he usually gave Pu Pu was still missing?

It seems that I will have to make a full set of Masaki for the little guy more often in the future. Maybe after a while, Pu Pu will really look like a human child!

After Pu Pu absorbed the nutrient solution, he got up from the basin, stretched out, and sighed with relief: "It's so comfortable!"

"When you feel comfortable, go to the yard to bask in the sun. Uncle wants to sleep."

"Pu Pu is accompanying uncle!"

"Okay! Thank you Pu Pu~"

"Hey hey hey~~"

"..." Where did this kid learn that weird laugh? ?

With Pu Pu accompanying him, Ye Qingluo felt that his sleep quality was not bad when he returned to his cage. He woke up at around eleven o'clock, just in time for dinner.

The lunch was very sumptuous, but Ye Qingluo obviously hadn't regained his appetite yet, so he only ate a small bowl of clear soup noodles.

Seeing that the sun was just right in the yard, he took Pu Pu to bask in the sun for a while.

Pu Pu, who loved the sun, was not yet sleepy, but Ye Qingluo started to doze off again. He put his arm on the table to support his cheek, yawned a few times, and slowly closed his eyelids in the warm sunshine.

Ye Qinghe had been paying attention to this side of the yard. When he saw this, he walked over quickly. He did not wake up Ye Qingluo, but carefully put the person in his arms, and then picked him up from the stool.

Ye Qingluo woke up, and was still struggling to prevent his brother from carrying him upstairs. Unfortunately, this struggle was in front of sleep, and he was as weak as Ye Qingluo in front of his brother.

Before he fell asleep completely, he was still feeling sad about his weak constitution.

But Ye Qingluo is still sad.

In the middle of the afternoon, Ye Qingluo woke up from the pain all over his body.

"It's over...Pu Pu, Pu Pu?"

"uncle?"

There is no need to take your temperature at all, just the hot breath exhaled from your nose will tell you that you have a fever!

Ye Qingluo licked his chapped lips and said feebly: "Call your Uncle Qinghe, I'm sick..."

"Uncle is sick? Putuo goes to find uncle!!"

Pu Pu rolled over and got up, without jumping off the bed, he flew out directly and shouted: "Uncle! Uncle! Save uncle!"

Ye Qingluo slowly closed his eyes, really not wanting to face this exaggerated drama-like scene.

Pu Pu shouted all the way, and soon, the three people downstairs were running over in a hurry.

"Why did you suddenly have a fever?" Qing Ning put the back of her hand on Ye Qingluo's forehead and tried, "Is there no inflammation in the wound?"

With that said, he pulled back the thin quilt and lifted up Ye Qingluo's pajamas to check the wound.

Fortunately, the wound did not worsen.

At this time, Ye Qingluo only felt dizzy, nauseated, and achy all over. He sniffed and said feebly: "Maybe he caught a cold...Mom, do you have any medicine? I feel so uncomfortable..."

Ye Qinghe stood at the end of the bed with his arms folded, and sneered: "Ha! It's strange that he took the initiative to find medicine!"

"Mom...my brother scolded me, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Qing Ning also wanted to scold him!

But seeing the pitiful look on his younger son's face, he couldn't say any words of blame, so he turned to look at his elder son and said, "Just say a few words and go downstairs to get some medicine, including antipyretics and painkillers."

After giving instructions to Ye Qinghe, Qing Ning looked at her weak little son on the bed, and finally couldn't help but said: "Did you catch a cold when you returned to the shade after basking in the sun? This is not possible, your body is too weak! "

Ye Chong nodded on the side and agreed: "It's too weak. Running and exercise should still be put on the agenda."

Ye Qingluo: ??o·(????????????)?o·?I am a sick person! How could you do this to me? Destroy it!

Ye Qinghe, who was bringing the medicine, saw his brother's tearless expression and couldn't help but sneer: "Weak chicken."

"???mom…"

"Ha! Still complaining? You weakling!"

Well, why not just keep silent? ?

Ye Qingluo drank the medicine with his eyes lowered, lay back on the elevated pillow, and closed his eyes without looking at his brother.

Qing Ning changed his bed to a thicker quilt: "Don't feel bad if you sweat. It's better than having a fever all the time. Have a good rest."

"Ah."

After his family members all went out, Ye Qingluo let himself fall asleep.

Sleep is a good medicine for ordinary people.

Ye Qingluo is just a weak chicken. After taking medicine and sleeping, his body temperature remains as it should be.

When Ye Qinghe came up to ask him to eat in the evening, he found that his weakling brother had fainted from the fever!

After calling someone for a long time, Ye Qingluo responded in a confused voice. By the time he figured out what was going on, the family of four was almost at the hospital.

Afraid of encountering something in the hospital, Ye Chong drove directly to the military hospital that Ye Qingluo had just visited yesterday.

The doctor who took over Ye Qingluo was also the same one who sutured his wound yesterday, a male doctor who was similar in age to Ye Chong.

The doctor first checked Ye Qingluo's wounds.

Well, the wound is in good condition and not inflamed.

As soon as Ye Qinghe saw the doctor's actions, he knew what he was thinking, and said calmly: "He caught a cold after basking in the sun."

Ye Qingluo lay dizzy on the hospital bed. Before falling asleep, the last thought in his mind was:

I am a weak chicken, I am just a weak chicken, a weak chicken who can catch a cold even in the sun...