Come stop me! ! !

I don't know how long he slept, but when Ye Shenglin woke up, his first reaction was to touch Xiaoyuan's forehead quickly, thinking that after drinking the medicine and going to sleep, the fever should subside.

However, Xiaoyuan's forehead was still very hot, and the high fever didn't seem to subside, and his hands and feet were still icy cold to the touch.

He took the thermometer again and measured Xiaoyuan's temperature again, and sure enough, he was still burning.

how so?Ye Shenglin picked up the mobile phone on the table and checked the time. It has been 3 hours since he took the medicine.

In terms of time and dosage, the effect should have taken effect at this time, why is there no effect at all?

This uneasiness was not without reason, he vaguely recalled the injection of anesthesia to Xiaoyuan before, but the effect was also shallow.

Could it be that human medicine had little or no effect on Xiao Yuan?

A persistent high fever is dangerous, but Xiaoyuan cannot be sent to the hospital.

Since antipyretics are useless, we can only try to reduce the temperature physically.

Ye Shenglin posted a fever-reducing sticker on Xiaoyuan, and Xiaoyuan tore it off angrily after a while.

"Hey~ You have a fever, it will make you feel better if you put this on~" Ye Shenglin coaxed it like a child.

"Uncomfortable..." Xiaoyuan turned his head and tore off the sticker on his forehead again...

"Or how about trying an ice pack?"

Snapped--!He was slapped away by Xiao Yuan again...

"You!" The anger in Ye Shenglin's heart was about to come up again, but looking at the sick and weak Xiaoyuan, he changed his mind and held back.

"It's okay, I'll get a basin of warm water, you wait a moment."

Ye Shenglin didn't complain about his hard work, he was so good-tempered, he pulled up his sleeves, soaked the towel in warm water, wrung it out, shook it to cool, and then folded it on Xiaoyuan's forehead.

Growing up so big, Ye Shenglin only remembered that when he was sick when he was a child, his mother used to take care of him like this day and night, but now it's him taking care of Xiao Yuan.

Looking back, did my mother worry about herself and do these things for herself?

A soft wet towel is indeed much more comfortable than a boring ice pack, but this way of cooling down is still too slow.

Ye Shenglin went to the bathroom again and filled half a tank of warm water. Like yesterday, he took off his clothes and soaked in the bathtub with Xiao Yuan in his arms. Take a breath.

"Master...?" Xiao Yuan, who had been in a drowsy state, finally regained consciousness, and called weakly: "I feel so hungry..."

"Okay! I'll get you something to eat right away!" Seeing Xiao Yuan woke up, Ye Shenglin was refreshed instantly, as if he had returned to the light.

It was as if the two survived a catastrophe, as if they had won a battle, it was not easy.

Ye Shenglin carefully wiped Xiaoyuan clean from head to toe, carried him back into the bed, helped him put on his pajamas, comforted and kissed his forehead, and felt that it was not as hot as before, and the stone on his heart fell down.

"I'm going to the kitchen to get some food. You rest for a while, and I'll be right back." He said as he put on his clothes.

Xiaoyuan nodded slightly.

"Is it still cold?"

Xiaoyuan shook his head.

"Call me if you need anything, I'll be right below."

Xiaoyuan nodded again, seeing that Ye Shenglin was still standing there in a daze, he hesitated and raised his head to look at the person who was standing at the door.

"Then...then shall I go down?" Ye Shenglin felt a little embarrassed, and felt that he was too wordy, so he reluctantly went downstairs.