I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

May looks completely normal, but the temperature is frighteningly high.

In fact, when he went out this morning, Yi Yong had already noticed that Wu Yue's condition was not very good, and he was still wondering if she might be sick on the way.

I didn't expect to catch a cold.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Yiyong asked Wuyue, but he didn't stop writing.He wrote quickly, and looked up at her from time to time to determine her state.

"If you feel bad, go outside for a while," he said.

It's really cold inside the house, it's better to go out to bask in the sun than stay inside and suffer from the cold.Although the temperature difference between inside and outside is actually not significant, but the feeling of being in the sun is still very different.

But Wuyue shook her head resolutely: "No! I want to stay here."

Wu Yue buried most of her face in her arms, still looking at Yiyong, but this time she was no longer secretive, and even seemed a little confident.

Hearing Wuyue's words, Yiyong couldn't help cast a puzzled look, and silently accelerated his writing speed.

"why?"

"Because I don't feel any discomfort." Wuyue said to Yi Yong against his conscience, "I guess it's just a slightly higher body temperature. It's all right."

The real situation does not seem to be as optimistic as she said.

I don't know if it was because she was covered in too much clothes, she was covered in thin sweat.Her head has been groggy for a long time, making it difficult for her to pull herself together.My nose was also a bit blocked, so I couldn't breathe properly.

The throat is astringent and itchy, but unfortunately I can't touch it or scratch it.She had no choice but to keep touching her neck and nose, but unfortunately it was just a scratch, and the uncomfortable parts were still uncomfortable.

This small gesture of hers did not slip away from Yiyong's eyes.He sighed softly, stopped looking at Wu Yue, and just focused on the paper.

"I'll finish writing right away," Giyuu said, "and then we'll go back."

"Um……"

Yi Yong's "immediately" is indeed worthy of the name.He quickly finished writing the last few words, put away the files, and put them back into the wooden box in the original order.

Old paper smells of decay.Although Giyuu's action was not big, it still raised a cloud of dust.Giyuu covered his nose, frowned, and slowed down his movements.

He could feel May's shadow dangling around.Afraid that she might not be able to stand firmly, Yi Yong turned to look at her.

May is still standing upright, but she is always moving around, probably because she feels too cold, so she uses this method to try to warm her body.

But even though it was so cold, she still followed Yi Yong closely like a little tail, her eyes were wide open, watching his every move.

Today's May is always looking at him—even if he is as dull as a hero, he can sense something is wrong.

At first he just didn't say anything, but after being stared at by Wuyue for a long time, Yiyong couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked aloud, "Is there something on my face?"

"No...nothing..." May waved his hands stiffly, "I'm just looking around..."

"That's good." Hearing Wu Yue's words, Yi Yong was relieved, and he reminded him, "You'd better go out and stay."

Wu Yue was taken aback, pursed her lips tightly, and did not answer.She looked away, only staring at Yiyong's back.His eyes moved slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, she replied in a muffled voice, "Oh..."

The protracted ending was full of her frustration.

"I understand what you mean, I'm going out right now..." With slow and heavy steps, Wuyue sighed without stopping for a moment, "I won't infect you with the cold virus, don't worry..."

Wuyue understands the meaning of Yiyong, and she has completely understood Yiyong's thoughts-it must be because she doesn't want to be infected by herself, so Mr. Yiyong repeatedly issued orders to let her go out.

Alas... chilling...

"what?"

Yiyong turned his head back with a dull expression on his face.

"What are you talking about?" Yiyong didn't understand and didn't know how to answer, so he said, "It's cold inside and there's a lot of dust. It's warmer outside."

"oh oh?"

It turned out to be like this, it seems that her brain is wrong - it seems that she is not disliked by Mr. Yiyong!

The haze hanging over her heart flew away in an instant, and May's mood cleared up.

In this case, let's go out and bask in the sun!

Wuyue stood up and hopped to the door.At this moment, the sun was slanting, completely submerging her in the bright warmth.But Wuyue still looked at Yiyong.

From this angle, from a distance, the dust flying from the paper seems to be shimmering faintly, surrounding Yiyong like scattered stardust.

flutter--

Giyuu covered the wooden box, and the dust was blown away.He picked up the heavy boxes and put them away one by one.

After confirming that the boxes were placed in the correct position, Giyuu came out from inside.

On the short way back, Wuyue's body temperature seemed to rise a little bit, but the patient himself didn't care, walking briskly and speaking briskly.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a few days." Wu Yue waved his hands nonchalantly, "It's just a small cold, nothing to worry about."

Looking at her flushed cheeks, Yi Yong couldn't believe what she said.

"...Really all right?" He asked carefully.

Wuyue patted her chest and said to Yi Yong with great confidence: It's okay, it's okay!I'm fine!

Despite the vows, the reality does not seem to be so smooth.What May called "a small cold" turned into a bad cold after one night.

All the strength from her body was taken away along with her appetite.She didn't feel very hungry, and she didn't want to get out of the bed, although the excessive body temperature had already heated the bed to an uncomfortable temperature, and it was not so comfortable to lie down.

My eyes hurt, my head hurts, my throat hurts, and there is no place in my body that feels comfortable.

"Ah..." Wu Yue sighed softly, and laughed at herself in a hoarse voice, "I feel like a sick child lingering on a sick bed right now."

She hadn't been sick for a long time, and she didn't expect the first illness to be such a terrible symptom, it almost made her want to cry.

Yi Yong didn't say a word, and silently poured Wu Yue a cup of hot water.He knew that May's illness was due to the rain the day before yesterday.

If he had paid more attention that day, he probably wouldn't have caused her to catch a cold...

"Mr. Yiyong, are you starting to think wildly?" Wu Yue smiled slyly at him, and blinked his right eye mischievously, "But I think I will get well soon, maybe when you come home in the evening , I'm completely healed!"

She intended to make Giyuu laugh, but Giyuu's face seemed to be more serious.

"Don't say such stupid things. I'll tell the crow to find a doctor later, and I'll stay here until then..."

"No, no, no! No need to call a doctor!"

Wuyue shook her head vigorously, refusing even the strands of her hair, but Yiyong didn't understand why she didn't want the doctor to come over so much.

"It's just a common little cold. Don't worry about it, really. You'd better get to work!"

The busy schedule of Shuizhu is unimaginable, and the daily area patrol alone is very troublesome.Wuyue didn't want to delay his time because of his cold

Having been whispered in May's ear for a long time, Yiyong had no choice but to put the matter of calling a doctor aside for the time being.

"Then I'm leaving. Be careful by yourself." Yi Yong gave a lot of advice, and at the end he didn't forget to add, "I will be back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry!" Wu Yue gave him an "ok" gesture, "Mr. Yiyong should be careful too!"

Although Yiyong didn't understand why Wuyue suddenly gestured "three" at him, he still nodded.

Taking May's words to heart, he went out.

May is the only one left in the family.

After squinting drowsily for a while, the long-lost sense of hunger popped out of his little head.

Ah... I'm hungry...

I really want to eat something warm, but Wuyue doesn't even have food at hand.

She had no choice but to put on thick clothes, slowly moved from the room to the kitchen, set up a pot to light a fire, and prepared to cook some porridge.

Pour water first.When the water boils, put the rice in it.

Thinking this way in her heart, Wu Yue used the tongs to push the firewood apart.In order to drink the porridge as soon as possible, she specially added a little more firewood to the stove, just to make the fire burn bigger—and to improve the efficiency by the way.

In a daze, she seemed to have accidentally added more firewood, but the person concerned didn't notice it at all.Moreover, this act of eager for quick success also led to a not-so-good result.

While waiting for the porridge to be cooked, Wu Yue sat on a small stool, with most of her body leaning against the wall.She stared at the dancing flame seriously, but for some reason, she accidentally fell asleep.

She didn't sleep well, but she slept for a long time, until Yiyong pushed her shoulder, and she finally woke up.

Then I finally remembered the porridge in the pot.

She rushed to the stove quickly.

The fire in the stove had already been burnt out, and there was a faint burnt smell in the air, which felt a little bad.I just don't know how her porridge is doing now.

She quickly lifted the lid of the pot—the porridge was gone, and she only saw a big hole.

Through the big hole in the bottom of the pot, you can even see the charcoal in the stove.

May woke up instantly.She was dumbfounded, her brain froze, and it took a while to restart successfully, but all functions were still loading.

She held the lid of the pot and said nothing - not because she didn't dare to say anything, but because she really didn't know how to convey the sad news to Yi Yong tactfully.

In fact, she didn't have to speak.Seeing that she was starting to stand still again, Yi Yong walked over to her.

So it was very natural to discover this tragic fact.

He also froze.

"Mr. Yiyong. I am guilty."

May is about to cry.

"Woo...I burned through your iron pot..."