The Rebirth of the National Male God

"Hey……"

Lou Jingwen's voice from the handset was different from the usual clear and clear voice, and it was so hoarse that He Shaocheng almost didn't recognize it.

"What's wrong with you Xiaolou?"

He Shaocheng, who was originally at ease, suddenly stiffened all his muscles, and his brows couldn't help but frowned, feeling extremely nervous.

"Um...no..."

The other party seemed to be in a daze and didn't know what he was talking about.

But the more Lou Jingwen was in this state, the more worried He Shaocheng became.

"Xiaolou? Where are you now?"

He Shaocheng's tone was extremely anxious, with a faint hint of fear.

The driver who was concentrating on driving couldn't help but glance behind.

He has been with Mr. He for so many years, and he has never heard such a nervous tone from him.

It took several seconds to hear Lou Jingwen's voice on the phone.

"Family……"

Still weak, but with a little impatience, Lou Jingwen can feel that Lou Jingwen is not in a good state just by listening to his voice.

Hearing these two words, half of the big stone in He Shaocheng's heart fell.

It's fine at home, nothing happened.

But looking at the current state of Xiaolou, it is estimated that he is seriously ill.

He Shaocheng grabbed the phone tightly with both hands, held back the worry in his heart, and lowered his voice to comfort Lou Jingwen.

"Xiaolou, I'll come right over, just bear with me for a while."

Probably because of his illness, Lou Jingwen didn't realize who he was talking to again, and when he heard He Shaocheng's voice, he felt uncomfortable and immediately agreed.

"Ah."

The sound coming from the nasal cavity was particularly soft and waxy.

He Shaocheng's tight heart also suddenly softened at this moment.

"Go to Lin'an District."

After hanging up the phone, He Shaocheng became a different person again, with a cold tone, calm and composed.

The only thing that can make him panic is when he is facing Lou Jingwen.

The driver nodded, turned around and walked back at the intersection ahead.

Now it is less than half an hour before the dinner party starts, and it takes at least 15 minutes to drive to the Lin'an community by car.

The driver didn't dare to remind He Shaocheng about the family dinner, because he knew very well how anxious Mr. He was when he called.

Compared with the dinner party, the person he is going to meet now must be much more important.

When the driver turned his head around, He Shaocheng immediately arranged for the family doctor to rush to Lou Jingwen's residence.

There were basically no red lights on the way to Loujingwen's house, and the green lights were smooth all the way.

But even so, He Shaocheng still felt that the car was driving very slowly, and urged the driver several times.

Looking at the rapidly moving scene outside the window, He Shaocheng was extremely irritable, wishing he could fly to Lou Jingwen's side immediately.

The car stopped in the apartment complex where Lou Jingwen lived. Before the car stopped, He Shaocheng, who had always behaved elegantly and calmly, opened the door and got out of the car. The driver was so scared that he quickly applied the handbrake.

Although He Shaocheng had never been to Lou Jingwen's home, he had remembered his home address clearly, so even though it was his first visit, He Shaocheng found Lou Jingwen's home with ease.

Standing at the door, He Shaocheng rang the doorbell a few times, but there was no sound from inside.

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call Lou Jingwen again, but no one answered after calling several times.

He Shaocheng was so anxious that he almost wanted to call bodyguards to break the door.

Fortunately, Lou Jingwen still answered the phone.

Hearing someone say that he was at the door of his house, Lou Jingwen's chaotic head finally sobered up a little bit.

He tried his best to open his eyes and looked at the caller, only then did he realize that it was He Shaocheng.

He had been in a coma before, and Lou Jingwen couldn't remember that He Shaocheng called him at all, let alone why He Shaocheng appeared at this time. For a moment, Lou Jingwen didn't even know whether he was dreaming or this was reality.

However, Lou Jingwen managed to get up from the bed with difficulty, and then the world spun around for a while.

After the power outage last night, he fell asleep lying on the bed after taking a shower, completely naked at the scene.

Lou Jingwen didn't realize that he wasn't wearing anything until his skin was exposed to the air and the surrounding cold air blew a burst of coolness.

The severe cold not only made him confused, but also made him weak. Now Lou Jingwen didn't have the energy to find his underwear, so he put the pajamas next to him on his body, and went to open the door for He Shaocheng.

After the door was opened, what He Shaocheng saw was Lou Jingwen, who was loosely draped in a pajamas, with a confused face.

Lou Jingwen's eyes were on the verge of opening, he was a little confused and cute.But the big dark circles under his eyes and the sluggish look made him look haggard.

"Master He?"

Lou Jingwen opened his eyes, fixedly looked at the person in front of him, trying to recall why He Shaocheng appeared here.

"you are sick?"

Just now I couldn't hear clearly on the phone, but now I'm talking to Lou Jingwen face to face, his thick nasal voice has exposed the fact that he has a cold.

It was a bit windy at the door, He Shaocheng took Lou Jingwen to the house, and the moment the door was closed, he quickly reached out and touched Lou Jingwen's forehead.

The temperature on his forehead was terrifyingly hot.

Although the consciousness of illness is a bit vague, Lou Jingwen's mind is not completely clear.

The visitor is a guest, and as the host, he still has to take care of it.

"What would He Shaocheng drink?"

He Shaocheng's gaze stayed on Lou Jingwen's face, with distress and helplessness on his face.

When he was sick, he had to grit his teeth to take care of other people. Lou Jingwen always pretended to be like this.

"Don't bother, you rest first, the doctor will be here soon."

Lou Jingwen finally understood He Shaocheng's intention after hearing this sentence.

In a vague way, he also seemed to recall the phone call He Shaocheng had made to him earlier.

So he knew he was sick, so he hurried over?

The air in winter is very, very cold, but Lou Jingwen unexpectedly feels a little warm at this time.

My heart is warm.

It is true that Lou Jingwen is not feeling well. If it is just a cold, it will not drag him down. It is because he stayed up too late and worked too hard, and now he is sick like a mountain. For a young man like Lou Jingwen , I can't bear it.

Lou Jingwen didn't abuse himself, but he couldn't let He Shaocheng, a guest, lie down and rest by himself.

So he lay down on the sofa, picked up the quilt to cover himself and talked to He Shaocheng.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Young Master He. It's just that I caught a cold after drenching in cold water last night. Just take some medicine and you'll be fine."

Lou Jingwen said it lightly, but only he knows how uncomfortable he is sick now.

If it wasn't the case, how could he sleep alone in bed and couldn't wake up.

He Shaocheng knew that Lou Jingwen paid great attention to etiquette in dealing with people, but in fact he would rather see Lou Jingwen treat him more casually.

"Xiaolou go to bed and rest, don't force yourself when you are sick."

Lou Jingwen smiled, just as he was about to speak, He Shaocheng's personal doctor came.

After the doctor came, he learned that the sick person was Lou Jingwen, so he hurriedly took his temperature to see a doctor.

Glancing at He Shaocheng who was by Lou Jingwen's side, the family doctor's mind was full of question marks.

Mr. He called him so anxiously, it turned out to be for Lou Jingwen to see a doctor.

It's just... unbelievable.

However, the family doctor also knows the rules and knows what to say and what not to ask, so he keeps his mouth shut and concentrates on seeing his patients.

"Mr. Lou hasn't rested recently, okay? With all due respect, although work requires it, you should also pay attention to your body. A cold is a trivial matter, so don't drag your body down in the future."

The doctor's parents felt sorry for Lou Jingwen's current situation, but the doctor couldn't help explaining a few more words.

Many celebrities just don't pay attention to maintaining their bodies when they are young, and they will suffer when they are old or sick.Situations like Lou Jingwen's have been encountered a lot in their line of work.

Lou Jingwen nodded, he knew it in his heart.

Because of the need for an infusion, in the end Lou Jingwen obediently lay down on the bed and slept soundly.

The family doctor prescribed the medicine for Lou Jingwen, explained some precautions to He Shao, and left in a sensible way.

After seeing off the family doctor, He Shaocheng returned to Lou Jingwen's room.

People with a cold are very lethargic. When Lou Jingwen was talking to He Shaocheng before, he struggled to stay awake.

Now after taking the cold medicine with sleeping effect, and lying on the warm and comfortable big bed, Lou Jingwen soon fell asleep again.

He Shaocheng sat beside Lou Jingwen, quietly watching his sleeping face.

When Lou Jingwen was not sick, he was full of energy, strong and confident, and perfect.

But now that she was sick, she lost all her pretense.

Although Lou Jingwen's face was haggard at this time, he was defenseless, even showing a bit of gentleness and obedience.

Such a side of Lou Jingwen is rarely seen.

This is also the first time He Shaocheng has seen such a side of Lou Jingwen.

He Shaocheng was very worried about Lou Jingwen's health, but at the same time he was thankful that he was by his side when he was sick and most vulnerable.

He Shaocheng adjusted his breathing, his eyes stayed on Lou Jingwen's face and quietly accompanied him.

Suddenly Lou Jingwen seemed to be having a nightmare, his brows were furrowed, and he was sleeping very restlessly.

He moved his hand and lifted a corner of the quilt covering his body.

Afraid that Lou Jingwen would catch a cold again, He Shaocheng hurriedly covered him with the quilt.

When Lou Jingwen got up, he put on his clothes casually, but now that he moved like this, all the loose nightgowns were loosened.

He Shaocheng glanced at Lou Jingwen's fragrant shoulders exposed in the air, as well as a little bit of bright red on his chest, his breath was a little confused.

Lou Jingwen was about to turn over at this time, He Shaocheng was afraid that he would move around, so he hurried to stabilize Lou Jingwen's hand that was infusing.

When Lou Jingwen moved like this, his snow-white thighs were exposed to the air.

He Shaocheng looked down...

Xiaolou is not wearing anything!

He Shaocheng gasped.

This is really a great test and torture.

Such a beautiful scene happened when Xiaolou was sick!

He Shaocheng quickly averted his eyes, and helped Lou Jingwen cover the quilt, wrapping his white body tightly, and at the same time reducing the sweet torture to himself.

A person with a cold fluctuates from hot to cold, Lou Jingwen probably felt that it was a little hot to be wrapped up so tightly, so he immediately stretched out his other hand.

Seeing Lou Jingwen sleeping so dishonestly, He Shaocheng grabbed his hand fondly and helplessly, wanting to help him put it back on the quilt and leave.

As a result, when his hand touched Lou Jingwen's skin, Lou Jingwen couldn't help holding down He Shaocheng's hand, as if he didn't want to leave this coldness.

He Shaocheng saw that the hand grabbed by Lou Jingwen did not pull away immediately, and after a few seconds, when he seemed to be more stable, he carefully turned his palm over.

Then his cold palm was pressed against Lou Jingwen's hot palm.

He Shaocheng held them in his palm.

Lou Jingwen didn't know if he felt more comfortable like this, but he even added some strength, subconsciously clasping the hands of the two of them even tighter.

He Shaocheng never thought that an action that he had hoped for countless times would actually come true in today's situation.

His eyes fell on the hands they held together, and He Shaocheng slowly leaned over to press a kiss on the back of Lou Jingwen's hand.

Pity, seriously.

He will never let go of these hands.