Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

The person who came was Shen Ren. He seemed to have changed a lot after not seeing him for a few days. Although he was old, his eyes were all dark blue. He forced himself to jog over without even taking a breath.

It looked like he hadn't had a good rest for several days and nights, and he hadn't had time to take care of the new dark blue stubble.

In the past, few people would have believed that he was already 65 years old, because after Mr. Shen injured his leg, most of the farm work and housework of the Shen family was done by Shen Ren, who persisted silently for many years.

As long as there is someone as reliable as him, it seems that the rope supporting the Shen family's back will never bend.

Now, it seems like I have aged ten years overnight.

"Uncle Shen, please take your time and tell me what happened." Si Mo hurried out to support Father Shen, while helping him to calm down.

"Si Zhiqing, come back with me to meet Zhihuai." Shen Ren's eyebrows knitted together in anxiety: "He had a high fever after returning last night, and the servants were so hot that they refused to go to the town hospital no matter what!"

"At first he didn't let me tell you, and I thought he would be fine after a good night's sleep, but...but now he's getting worse and worse, and he's even talking nonsense. He keeps calling your name, and I, I have no choice but to come find you!"

Fever...Why do I have a fever?

"Uncle Shen, don't worry, let's set off now." Si Mo returned to the cave, took the medicine from the bag, and hurried to Shen's house with Shen Ren without stopping.

It was more than 20 minutes later that they saw the Shen family compound in the distance. Shen Ren was exhausted and panting, but he waved to Si Mo without taking a break: "Si...Si Zhiqing, go find Zhihuai first, don't...don't worry about me!"

Shen Yi had been waiting at the door a long way away, pacing anxiously. After seeing the two of them, he nodded to Si Mo and hurried downstairs to pick up Shen Ren.

As winter approaches, the Shen family's door curtain is covered with a thick quilt. When you lift the quilt and walk inside, the temperature is completely different from that outside. The stove is burning warmly, and Si Mo takes off his clothes and scarf in less than a minute.

A person wrapped tightly in a quilt was lying on the kang in the inner room. Shen Ronger was sitting on a small stool beside her, biting her lips tightly with red eyes.

"Si Zhiqing, my brother..."

The girl hesitated a little when she saw her boss's look, and finally sighed and went out, leaving the space to the two of them.

Shen Zhihuai's cheeks were burned red, and his lips were pale and colorless. All the moisture had evaporated, leaving them dry and flaky.

He placed a wet towel on his head, covering his thick sword-like eyebrows, making his face look completely devoid of aggression.

Shen Zhihuai's eyelashes trembled restlessly, and he murmured words that only he could understand from time to time. He looked miserable and listless, like a sick kitten.

Si Mo climbed up in three or two steps and reached out to touch the side of his neck. The temperature was indeed frighteningly high.

However, because of this action, Shen Zhihuai's brows were locked in an instant. He felt dizzy and unable to think. His whole body was hot as fire but he still felt cold, as if he was in a world of ice and snow.

Suddenly something soft and cold pressed against him and he instinctively rejected it.

He first felt someone calling him. The voice seemed familiar and was getting closer and closer. Shen Zhihuai couldn't tell what it was and subconsciously called out the name of the person in his mind.

I heard an extremely gentle response: "Yes, I am."

Ok?

Shen Zhihuai was stunned for two seconds. His nasal cavity was blocked and he couldn't breathe. Every breath he took was heavy. He seemed to be trying with all his strength to open his eyelids which seemed to weigh thousands of pounds. A figure gradually came into view.

"Si, Ma." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was startled by his own voice, so hoarse that he could hardly hear it: "Is it you?"

He stretched out his hand and shook Si Mo's with difficulty. He found that he must have just arrived and was still cold.

Shen Zhihuai propped himself up with his upper body, coughing uncontrollably. He felt much better after drinking two sips of water.

"Why is it like this?"

The towel on his head fell off and was caught by Si Mo. He could tell without any special measurement that Shen Zhihuai's temperature was at least 39 degrees Celsius.

"Are you going to wait until you become crazy before you tell me?"

Shen Zhihuai was afraid that what he saw was just his imagination, so he could only rely on holding on to him desperately to believe that Si Mo really came.

"I'm not... I was wrong." He didn't know where he got the strength from, he pulled Si Mo's arm hard, instantly shortened the distance, and put his forehead against the other's heart: "Because I was afraid that you would worry."

"Can you please stop blaming me..."

Shen Zhihuai wrapped his arms tightly around Si Mo's waist, not caring even if someone came in and would immediately notice them.

"I don't blame you," the educated youth sighed helplessly, unable to get angry at this little dog who used to act like a spoiled child, "Let the fever go down first, and I'll take a look."

Shen Zhihuai didn't know what he was thinking about before he reluctantly let go of his arms and lay back down.

Shen's father got some alcohol and wiped Shen Zhihuai's body to cool him down. Yuan didn't know what the source of the fever was until Si Mo lifted up Shen Zhihuai's clothes and saw a large purple scar underneath, which was horribly attached to the outside of his lower abdomen, winding all the way up.

"This, this..." Shen Ren's eyes widened, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. His expression suddenly became distressed: "Zhi Huai...what did you do?"

He felt that it was not good to shed tears at his old age, but his eyes could not stop reddening.

Finally, he was choked with sobs and unable to speak. He waved his hand and fled the house urgently.

"..." Shen Zhihuai opened his mouth and lowered his head, "It looks serious, but it doesn't hurt."

Si Mo was almost laughing at his anger: "It doesn't hurt? Then who was the person who was gritting his teeth and breathing in while wiping it just now?"

"Shen Zhihuai, have you forgotten what you promised me? You have an infection and fever caused by internal injuries. If you don't go to the hospital, you can't tell how serious the injury is. If your internal organs are ruptured by accident, it would be a miracle if you can open your eyes now!"

"Ah, I told you not to be so angry. It wasn't a big deal originally, but now it hurts a little..." Shen Zhihuai knew he was in the wrong, and Si Mo had already turned his head away and ignored him, so he had no choice but to be more shameless.

He couldn't go to the hospital in town, not because he didn't want to, but because he really couldn't.

The surveillance outside is very strict now. The injuries of the brothers who had participated in speculation and profiteering with him last time were no less serious than his. He will definitely be exposed if he goes to the hospital.

Besides...someone from Jing City came to look for him.

Shen Zhihuai has had a good physique since childhood and rarely gets sick. This time he just needs to rest for two more days, it's nothing serious.

"Hey, look at me."

"I'm in this state~ I'm so pitiful~"

Shen Zhihuai pulled the corner of his mouth downwards, secretly observing Si Mo's expression with one eye, and covered his chest and gasped in a dramatic manner: "I... seem to be a little... out of breath."

Si Mo was always observing Shen Zhihuai out of the corner of his eye. With his poor acting skills, if he had no injuries, he would have beaten him up at least.

"Why don't you move back here?"