Little Bastard X Kidnapper

Thinking about it, Xiang Rong fell asleep again. In his sleep, he felt that his body was light but hot as if he was being burned.

He had a dream.I dreamed of going to the crater to explore, but I staggered and twisted my foot.He limped to find a big rock to rest on, but the hard, angular rock cut his back, blood staining the rock.He continued to walk forward, and saw a lush sycamore tree, which was very abrupt in the crater covered with sand and stones, but he still walked over.It was a most beautiful tree, with a straight, smooth trunk, and leaves of a brilliant green that glistened in the sun.Xiang Rong walked over and sat down against the tree trunk.The smooth tree trunk did not cause further damage to the wound on his back, and it was cool and comfortable to lean against.

"Hey~ wake up. Open your mouth and drink some water."

A gentle voice came from Xiang Rong's ear.

"Little bastard, take medicine, be good~"

He raised his heavy eyelids and found that Fang Yue was sitting on the bed lifting Xiang Rong's body against his chest, holding a water glass and two white pills in his hand.

"Cough, what kind of medicine is this?"

"You don't even know. Anyway, it's for colds and fevers. If you're afraid it might be poisonous, I can eat one and show you."

"...You are not sick...don't take medicine indiscriminately."

"Then do you want to eat?" Fang Yue shook the water glass.

Xiang Rong twisted his body a little, and stretched out his hand from under the quilt to grab the water glass.Fang Yue put the pill in the palm of Xiang Rong's hand, freed her hand and touched his forehead again.

"It's so hot. I bought a thermometer and I'll measure it for you after taking the medicine. If the fever is severe, I'll take you to the hospital."

Xiang Rong took the medicine, handed the water glass to Fang Yue, and then refused: "I don't like the hospital, I don't want to go."

"Hehe. I can't help you when the time comes! Anyway, you can't beat me now, and I can definitely get you to the hospital!"

"...I will resist. You can't hold me back."

"Then I'll knock you out and carry you away~" Fang Yue's dangerous speech took advantage of Xiang Rong's weakness and said without any guilt.

Xiang Rong let out a long sigh and narrowed his eyes slightly.He leaned against Fang Yue's chest to feel his steady heartbeat, but it was difficult for him to calm down.He suddenly wanted to stay sick like this.In this way, Fang Yue will always take care of himself, and he can also use his illness to show his vulnerable side without pretending.

After confirming that Xiang Rong had swallowed the medicine, Fang Yue took the water glass, ran to get the thermometer, and stuffed it into Xiang Rong's armpit.

"Hold on! It's caught! Hold on tight. Don't fall out."

Xiang Rong suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Fang Yue was puzzled: "Stupid burning? What are you laughing at?"

"Senior's words...why do you think it's suitable to say on the bed?"

Fang Yue is also an adult, and she has been "self-taught" for many years. Although she has not practiced it herself, she also understands what Xiang Rong's yellow accent means, and she blushes instantly.He wanted to punch Xiang Rong very much, and felt that it was hateful for him to be dishonest as a patient, but after thinking about it, he couldn't do it, so he simply ignored him and walked to the living room, and didn't come back until it was almost time for the temperature measurement.

Fang Yue's thermometer is the most old-fashioned, and to be honest he doesn't know how to read it.After taking out the thermometer from Xiang Rong's armpit, he turned the thermometer against the light, watching the mercury column inside, Fang Yue's brows became more and more wrinkled.

Grass!What do you think of this shit?Where is the head of this mercury column?Am I blind?can not see it!Is it breaking through the top of the scale so it can't be seen?No, is that still human body temperature?

Seeing Fang Yue struggling with the thermometer for several minutes, Xiang Rong knew that he must not be able to use it.

"Show me." Xiang Rong held out his hand.

"Don't worry about it. Lie down!" Fang Yue came over and forced his hand back into the quilt.

"..."

After tossing for a long time, after Baidu's careful explanation, Fang Yue finally understood the numbers on the thermometer. "Damn! 39 degrees 2!"

"Oh..." Xiang Rong felt that this number was acceptable.

"'Oh' you a ball! High fever!"

"It's all right."

"Why is it all right? Do you think fever won't kill you? What if you have meningitis?"

What a shame that a handsome guy died of a fever! ! !

If Xiang Rong could hear the roar in Fang Yue's heart, he would probably die of laughter, but he couldn't, so he just pulled the quilt to cover half of his face and turned over, saying: "Didn't you take medicine? If it's not fake medicine, you should The fever will subside. You can go back, I will be fine after I sleep by myself, I will go to work tomorrow, and the progress will not be delayed."

"Am I worried about work?"

Xiang Rong's eyes were a little red because of the fever, he turned his head to look at Fang Yue, and asked with anticipation in his heart, "Then what are you worried about?"

Fang Yue said angrily: "I'm worried about human life! I'm not that strong mentally. If I know someone is going to die, I can go home, eat, sleep and play games on my own!"

Although the essence showed that Fang Yue was worried about herself, this answer did not make her happy obviously.It felt like he would be so worried and take care of anyone no matter who it was, which made Xiang Rong feel a little awkward.

He turned around and raised the quilt a little higher: "I don't care about you. I want to sleep."

"Uh... okay, you sleep. I'll take your temperature after you wake up, and if it doesn't drop, I'll knock you out and drag you to the hospital."

"..." Xiang Rong sighed under the quilt and closed his eyes, but the word Chuan between his eyebrows had already stretched out.

Xiang Rong was very weak and fell asleep soon after taking the medicine.There was no movement in the bedroom except for the sound of steady breathing. Fang Yue stood for a while and then exited the bedroom, but he did not close the door so that if Xiang Rong woke up, he could hear the movement.

Fang Yue is already familiar with Xiang Rong's house, he has been there except the bedroom.Sitting in the living room which was a bit empty compared to his own home, his eyes fell on the painting again.

This time he looked very carefully, trying to find clues from the brushstrokes, maybe he could tell which painter he was familiar with.But staring so hard that my eyes were sour, I didn't find anything obvious.

Just as he was about to sneak downstairs to check the information in the studio, he suddenly heard a faint groan coming from the bedroom, and he slid over lightly, grabbed the door frame and looked inside.

Xiang Rong didn't wake up, but he still seemed to be writhing uncomfortably in his sleep.

Fang Yue walked over, helped him cover the quilt, stared at Xiang Rong's face for a long time, and muttered in a low voice: "Little bastard...why are you so handsome but so annoying...are you really just playing with me? I don't think you are this kind of person... Could it be Stockholm Syndrome?" He said, he touched Xiang Rong's forehead lightly to test the temperature.

Xiang Rong's body temperature was still high, his forehead was sweating slightly, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were slightly dry.

Afraid of waking up the patient, Fang Yue's hand was quickly withdrawn, but worried, it still stayed on him.He tiptoedly brought in a chair from the living room and placed it beside the bed, while he swiped his phone while taking care of the patient.In order to avoid making noise, Fang Yue opened the e-book app that she had downloaded and hadn't used for a long time and started reading.

The book that comes with the APP is not interesting. As the sun sets and the people around me breathe heavily but steadily, Fang Yue also becomes sleepy.He pushed aside the quilt beside the bed, made room for himself, lay down, and closed his eyes.

When I woke up again, it was completely dark outside and the temperature dropped.Fang Yue stretched her waist and went to the living room to close the window.Seeing a crescent moon in the night sky, he suddenly wanted to cry.

Ah, it's so hard for me.Is it that difficult to talk about a sweet love?Why do I owe a beating to the one who cuts black?It's fine if you cut it black, I can accept this persona for the sake of your good looks, as long as you like me...the requirements are not high...