I have become the white moonlight of the iceberg boss [Rebirth]

Before the ranking came out, Luo Chongyan waited at the hotel until Pei Yuan and the others went home together after the competition.

Unlike Qingzuka, who has just formed a team, Hurricane has experienced a total of five years of large and small competitions since the formation of the team. The team has clear responsibilities, stable technology, and fixed sponsors and funding sources. The upgrade hurricane, the possibility of overturning is extremely small.

Pei Yuan knew Luo Chongyan's idea of ​​cultivating his teammates, so he naturally ignored the mixed reviews of the Qingzuka team from the outside world, and even opened a trumpet and used it as a tap water in professional forums to spray back keyboard warriors.

Luo Chongyan got off the plane and took them back to Mengyuan directly. He didn't hold any meetings or eat any meals. He took a shower and then lay down on the bed. After nearly a week, he was exhausted physically and mentally and just wanted to catch up on sleep.

As a result, I didn't sleep well, and I dreamed one dream after another. The past life was mixed with the current one, and an unbelievable scene appeared. The more I slept, the more tired I became.

Yue Ming came over at night and brought some porridge for Luo Chongyan. The young master was about to sleep all day and had to eat.

When he came into the bedroom, he only turned on a night light, and Luo Chongyan lay on the bed with his body crooked, his upper body was basically uncovered, only his slightly thin legs stayed obediently under the quilt.

"Master, get up and eat before going to bed..." Yue Ming said, looking at Luo Chongyan's sweaty forehead, put down the porridge bowl and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

"It's so hot!" Yue Ming pulled the quilt for Luo Chongyan, went out to find a thermometer, and called Cheng Dong by the way.

"I don't know if it's caused by the wound or a simple cold. Should I wait for you to come or...?" Yue Ming listened to Cheng Dong's reply on the phone, and hung up the phone with two hums.

He put down the phone irritably, wanting to hammer himself, how on earth did he take care of the young master? !

Luo Chongyan is usually pretty and picky and likes to eat meat and desserts. Whenever he is free, he will exercise in the private gym to consume excess energy. His physical fitness is pretty good, so he doesn't usually catch a cold.

People who are usually less sick get sick like a mountain, and that night, Shi Zhou personally takes him back to Shi's house, where there is a complete set of treatment rooms specially prepared for Luo Chongyan.

Fu Ruoyun and Zhong Yu originally wanted to follow, but Yue Ming stopped them and told them to go to rest. It would not be too late to go there tomorrow.

The doctor said that it was due to fatigue, decreased immunity, and the temperature difference between the two places that caused the virus to invade and infect, and the wound on the palm was slightly inflamed.

The doctor took advantage of Luo Chongyan's drowsiness and quickly re-treated the wound on his hand. His body is a bit special. If the situation is not particularly serious, it is best not to use medicine. You can rely on physical cooling, just cover it and sweat it down.

Luo Chongyan didn't eat anything all day, Shi Zhou was afraid that he would be hungry, so he had someone heat up milk porridge slices, but he couldn't eat a single bite, so he didn't open his mouth.

The whole person closed his eyes tightly, his whole face was red with fever, and his body was sweating all the time. He clearly felt a fire burning inside his body, but his upper body was still tightly curled up and trembling slightly.

Shi Zhou tried several times but couldn't do it, and finally he had to ask the doctor to give him a nutrient solution.

At the corner of Cheng Dong Station, seeing Yue Ming next to him with a solemn face, he bumped his arm and comforted him: "Young master will definitely be fine tomorrow, and you will be taken care of by Mr. Don't worry too much."

Yue Ming nodded, not in the mood to speak, and left after watching for a while.

The wounds under Luo Chongyan's eyes had also scabbed over, and the mole was more obvious than before. His wet hair was sticking to his face. Shi Zhou brushed the ends of his hair away for him, took the cold towel handed over by the butler, and gently on his forehead.

Shi Zhou sat on the edge of the bed and listened to him shouting, pushing away the quilt all the time, grabbing his fidgeting hand, and moving the needle for a while.

But every time Luo Chongyan pushed the quilt away, he took the trouble to cover him again, whispering to him not to push the quilt.

A person with a fever can't hear the sound of flies getting into his ears, feel the heat in his body is stronger, frown impatiently and push away the heat source on his body, and moan dissatisfiedly.

Cheng Dongduan came over to the hot water basin and motioned for Shi Zhou to wipe Luo Chongyan's arms. Physical cooling is of course not just for the face!

Shi Zhou had never done this kind of work before, and seeing that the towel that Cheng Dong handed over was not received in time, he himself didn't think he could do it.

Usually, after changing Luo Chongyan's clothes, the little bastard slept comfortably, and he had to go back to the third floor to take a cold shower in the middle of the day, but now he couldn't take a step in this situation.

"Then I'll let..." Cheng Dong just started, and Shi Zhou took the towel to wet it, and lowered his eyebrows to hide his eyes.

Seeing this, Cheng Dong left. It's better not to disturb the two of them at this time.

……

After wiping Luo Chongyan's arms, Shi Zhou himself was sweating all over. During this period, Luo Chongyan was uncooperative and kept tearing at the quilt. He was torn off again within ten seconds after covering him.

Shi Zhou ran out of options, went out to take a cold shower, came back and took off his shoes and went directly to bed next to Luo Chongyan, hugged him, and gently wrapped his arms around the disobedient little bastard.

Luo Chongyan, who was sealed by Shi Zhou's two arms, finally subsided, and his whole body was curled up in Shi Zhou's arms like a small hot stove, with his ears pressed against his neck, and even the breath he exhaled burned his slightly open chest .

His back was pressed against his chest, arms wrapped around each other's arms, it was the first time that Shi Zhou hugged Luo Chongyan tightly for so long, especially when he was extremely awake, which made his heart beat much faster than usual.

"Little bastard." Shi Zhou hugged Luo Chongyan from behind and whispered into his ear.

After finishing speaking, Zhou lightly pecked Luo Chongyan's ears dyed deep red, turned off the night light and closed his eyes, and slept with the small stove in his arms for the first time in this way.

In the middle of the night, Luo Chongyan's lowered body temperature rose again, this time he was afraid of the cold instead of feeling hot.

When he was half asleep and half awake, Shi Zhou was woken up by the baby in his arms, and saw him pushing into his arms in fear of the cold, let him go gently, and went down to pull out the needle that was about to run out for him, and then Added two quilts for him and turned up the temperature in the bedroom by a few degrees.

When he went to bed again, Luo Chongyan still automatically crawled into his arms, desperately absorbing the heat from his body.

Shi Zhou was sweating from the heat under several layers of quilts, and could not sleep with his eyes open.

Luo Chongyan in his arms was still very hot, his head was resting on his arm, and both hands were tightly hugging his waist, making him unable to move.

Shi Zhou raised his arm and gently rubbed Luo Chongyan's wet hair, his eyes fell on his face, he couldn't see anything in the dark room, but he just looked at it for a long time, engraving his sleeping face in his heart.

Luo Chongyan's fever recurred all night, and the next day he slept until near noon before waking up, and only when he was fully awake did he realize that he was alone in the bedroom.

The housekeeper came over with the porridge, followed by the doctor in normal clothes.

"I..." Luo Chongyan opened his mouth and found that his voice was as hoarse as if he had swallowed ten bags of sand, his whole body was so limp that he couldn't lift a bit of strength, and he could barely move his head.

The housekeeper came over and said he had a fever, and asked him how he was doing and whether he was still feeling bad.

Luo Chongyan shook his head lightly, he felt nothing but powerless and hungry.

The housekeeper discussed with him for a long time before Luo Chongyan agreed to let the doctor behind him come over for an examination. During the examination, he tilted his head and closed his eyes, allowing him to fiddle with his wound, and took the temperature on his wrist with an instrument.

After the doctor left, Shi Zhou came over in his home clothes. He didn't go to the company today, so he canceled all his schedules and only dealt with emergencies.

"Uncomfortable?" Shi Zhou sat by his hand, inspecting his wound with his eyes, yesterday's drip left small needle marks on the back of his hand.

Luo Chongyan shook his head, not really wanting to speak, especially with such an ugly voice.

Shi Zhou wiped his face and hands with a towel, and waited on the little bastard to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth on the bed... everything was done by himself.

Luo Chongyan couldn't have any charming thoughts when he was chattering, but his eyes followed wherever Shi Tian went, and an illness made him more clingy.

When Shi Zhou came back with a bowl of porridge, he sat down, checked the temperature with a spoon, and asked, "Shall I feed you?"

Luo Chongyan shook his head, then changed his mind and nodded, he wanted it.

"Can you sit up?" Shi Zhou sat directly beside his bed, seeing that Luo Chongyan couldn't exert any strength, he immediately picked him up in his arms and let him lean into his arms, and wrapped him in a thin quilt in case he was cold.

Luo Chongyan felt that his whole body was surrounded by the unique smell of Shi Zhou's body, especially when his back was pressed against his abdomen, the originally soft person was completely turned into a puddle, if it wasn't for the arm around the ribs, probably this puddle of Luo Chongyan would be went up slippery.

While serving the bowl of porridge, Luo Chongyan's entire face was red to the neck, and he lowered his head not daring to look at the handsome face of his sweetheart who was so close at hand, for fear that he would kiss him as soon as he raised his head.

Hidden in the quilt, the two hands clasped each other softly, and the whole person was ashamed and ashamed, and the blush on the neck almost spread to the collarbone.

Such a disrespectful teasing/dialing of sick people without time and day!

Seeing that his face was red again, Shi Zhou took his temperature with the back of his hand, and sure enough, he had a fever again.

He was afraid that the back of his hand would not be accurate, so he pressed his chin against his forehead to measure again, and it was still a little hot.

"I'll call someone." It was rare for Shi Zhou to report to him before he was ready to let him go. Luo Chongyan buried his head directly in his arms, holding him and not letting him go.

He doesn't have a fever here, it's obvious that he is about to be cooked by the big ice cube unconsciously, okay? !

"I..." Luo Chongyan was forced to open his mouth, "I'm hungry."

Shi Zhou: "..."

Shi Zhou fed a spoonful, Luo Chongyan took a bite.

His mouth was so bitter that he couldn't taste anything, but when the porridge entered his stomach, layers of sugar rings emerged from the bottom of his heart to wrap his whole body.

Seeing him babbling like a pig, Shi Zhou raised his brows and eyes, and asked with a smile, "Delicious?"

Luo Chongyan nodded, even the shit he feeds is delicious!

Seeing the spoon being handed over, Luo Chongyan subconsciously opened his mouth, but the spoon touched his mouth and retracted.

Luo Chongyan: "..."

This heart is made of ice, right?

Is there anyone who bullies patients like this?

Shi Zhou annoyed him, so he scooped up another spoonful of hot food and handed it to Luo Chongyan's mouth, his eyes signaled him to eat quickly, this time he won't play tricks on him.

Luo Chongyan pouted slightly, opened his mouth to bite the spoon and couldn't let go, his small eyes fell along the handle of the spoon into Shi Zhou's eyes, and saw his little self in the reflection in his eyes.

I want these eyes to just look at him like this forever, even if I go to hell.