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"Xiang Yun? Xiang Yun!"

Xiang Yun fell into Lin Zhixin's arms, his face was burning hot, Lin Zhixin was startled, and he called twice, but there was no response at all.

Lin Zhixin was a little anxious. A high fever of this level must be at least [-] degrees.

She was already confused by fever, and she didn't hear the courier brother knocking on the door so loudly just now. If Lin Zhixin hadn't accidentally discovered her condition, she might have died of a high fever and no one would have known about it.

Lin Zhixin sighed, Xiang Yun was already in this state, she definitely couldn't ignore it, so she helped Xiang Yun to his bedroom with great effort.

When passing by the living room, Lin Zhixin glanced at the instant noodle boxes and bread bags in the trash can, and frowned even more tightly.

She remembered what Xiang Yun said when he was drunk and said he could take care of her and let her be with her.

Lin Zhixin secretly thought that he dared to speak big words just like this.

I don't know how Xiang Yun lived to such an age, it's really not easy.

She was almost going to send Xiang Yun to the blacklist.

The bedroom door was open, and Lin Zhixin dragged Xiang Yun in with great effort, and threw him on the bed. Before she could catch her breath, she immediately pulled up the quilt hanging from the edge of the bed and covered Xiang Yun.

When covering Xiang Yun with the quilt, she saw a mobile phone on the ground beside the bed, picked it up and saw a spider web of cracks on the screen, and most of the screen was destroyed.

Lin Zhixin glanced at Xiang Yun who was lying on the bed with a high fever. The woman's face was flushed, her eyelids were shaking violently, she was panting heavily, and she had difficulty breathing. Although she was still a little conscious, she was not sober. , it seems that the condition is not good.

Lin Zhixin conveniently put the broken mobile phone on the bedside table, then turned and went to the living room.

She didn't know where all the things in Xiang Yun's house were stored, so she took the key that Xiang Yun had left on the dining table, went back to her house and searched, and brought back a thermometer and some antipyretics.

First, take Xiang Yunliang's temperature and give him some antipyretics. If it doesn't go away, she plans to call an ambulance.

Fortunately, I don't have to go to work on Saturday today, otherwise the work will definitely be delayed after such a toss.

Lin Zhixin returned to Xiang Yun's bedroom with the medicine and the thermometer. She sterilized the thermometer with alcohol and prepared to take Xiang Yun's temperature.

This is an old-fashioned mercury thermometer. In order to measure it more accurately, she had to untie Xiang Yun's pajamas and stuff the mercury end into Xiang Yun's armpit.

For Lin Zhixin, this is a big project, because she has something to hide, and Xiang Yun's sexual orientation is also a bit confusing.

Holding the thermometer, Lin Zhixin hesitated for a while before making up her mind. She let out a sigh of relief. She couldn't just let her die. Anyway, Xiang Yun was delirious with fever, so she wouldn't know what she had done to her.

She leaned on the side of the bed, lifted the quilt a little, and then pulled Xiang Yun's collar away, her skin was unexpectedly delicate and fair, even though she was so rough, her skin was quite good.

Lin Zhixin once again thought of what happened the night before, the sparkle in her eyes flickered, and then disappeared quickly.

She pursed her lips, and then put the thermometer in the right place without changing her expression.She was afraid that Xiang Yun would move the thermometer unconsciously, which would cause inaccurate measurement, so she stayed by the bed, holding the other end of the thermometer, and waited for the timer.

While waiting for the thermometer to set the temperature, Lin Zhixin finally had the leisure to take a look at the furnishings in Xiangyun's bedroom. She glanced over and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

This bedroom was the same size as her own, with a desk at the end of the bed, and Xiang Yun's desk was neater than the living room outside.

There was a laptop placed on the table. Its silver-gray body was very beautiful. Lin Zhixin couldn't recognize the model, but felt as if she had seen it on the cover of a certain magazine.

Next to the desk is a simple window-style bookcase. Through the glass door, you can see that in addition to professional books on computers, there are also some ancient poetry, prose, and current best-selling novels and novels.

The books a person reads are the ones that can best reveal the person's taste and personality. The neat row of books arranged in different categories changed Lin Zhixin's impression of Xiang Yun a little bit.

On the wall opposite to the bookcase is a row of built-in closets, the doors of which are all closed, and a few small hooks are pasted on the side wall, on which a shirt and two small bags of different colors are hung.

Everything that caught my eye so far was normal, but when Lin Zhixin looked away and looked at Xiang Yun's bed, she couldn't help laughing.

Xiangyun's bed is not too small, 1.5 meters is more than enough for her to sleep alone, but on the side of the bed next to the wall, there are seven or eight dolls, big and small, lions, tigers, Dalmatians, and very cartoonish sharks and dolls. panda.

Thinking that the cartoon-printed pajamas Xiangyun was wearing were completely different from the plaid shirt hanging on the wall, Lin Zhixin felt a little funny, as if he had discovered a hidden secret of Xiangyun of.

There was a little girl in this woman's heart.

She lowered her head and looked at the time again. Five minutes had passed. She took out the thermometer and looked at the temperature displayed on it.

Lin Zhixin put down the thermometer in her hand, turned her head and went out to get a cup of warm water, broke off two antipyretics according to the amount, then helped Xiang Yun up, hugged her upper body in her arms, let her lean on his shoulders, Shake slightly.

Xiang Yun regained some consciousness slightly, opened his eyes slightly, and Lin Zhixin said to her:

"Come on, take the antipyretics."

The sick Xiang Yun was much more obedient than the drunk Xiang Yun. She raised her hand to grab the pills in Lin Zhixin's hand, but her eyesight was bad and she couldn't catch them all the time, her arms were limp and she didn't have much strength.

Lin Zhi's heart softened all of a sudden, this man was seriously ill and couldn't take care of himself at all.

"Forget it, I'll feed you."

As she spoke, she squeezed the pill in her hand and fed it to Xiang Yun's lips. When Xiang Yun opened her mouth, she put the fever-reducing medicine into Xiang Yun's mouth. The latter's chapped lips touched her palm, and the touch was a little delicate.

Lin Zhixin quickly withdrew her hand, then picked up the water cup on the bedside table, and fed Xiang Yun with water.

The pills were bitter, uncoated, and Xiang Yun's face was wrinkled into a ball. Lin Zhixin brought the water glass over, she obediently drank a couple of sips, swallowed the pills, and the frowns that were knit together were loosened .

Lin Zhixin signaled Xiang Yun to drink more water, and she didn't remove the water glass until more than half of the water in the glass was filled, then put Xiang Yun back on the bed and lay down, and pulled up the quilt to cover her tightly.

Every half an hour after that, Lin Zhixin would take Xiang Yunliang's body temperature again. For the first two hours, her body temperature didn't drop. Lin Zhixin was a little anxious, but fortunately, the situation didn't get worse, and the temperature didn't continue to rise. She just waited patiently.

At noon, Xiang Yun's body temperature finally began to drop. Lin Zhi went back to her room in her heart, warmed up two quick-frozen rice balls to fill her stomach, and then came back to continue guarding Xiang Yun.

At three or four in the afternoon, Xiang Yun's body temperature finally dropped to 36 degrees, which was normal.

In the evening, Xiang Yun woke up, she was sweating all over, not only the pajamas on her body, but also the smell of sweat under her bed.

She blinked sleepily, not knowing what time it was, she felt sore all over, her bones seemed to be falling apart, her head didn't hurt anymore, but her memory was muddled, and her mind was a little messed up for a while.

Sitting up with support, she was very thirsty and wanted to drink water. She turned her head and saw a cup on the bedside table, grabbed it and started drinking.

After two sips, she felt something was wrong.

How is this water warm?

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened.

Lin Zhixin walked in with a small bowl, stirring the spoon in the bowl as she walked, and blowing air into it.

Turned to marble.

what's the situation?Why is Lin Zhixin at her home?

She kept drinking water, and her eyes swept around the room without any trace. That's right, it was her bedroom.

"Are you awake? I borrowed your kitchen to cook some white rice porridge for you. It's a bit mushy. You can just drink it."

Lin Zhixin came over, put the small bowl in her hand on the low cabinet beside the bed, then turned around naturally and walked towards the living room, saying as she walked:

"I'll go back first, you have a good rest."

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Yun heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

Holding the water glass, Xiang Yun was a little confused. She subconsciously reached out to grab her mobile phone, wanting to check the current time, but she couldn't find it where she usually put her mobile phone.

She looked up and found traces of her mobile phone on the bedside table.

Reaching out for the phone, Xiang Yun was taken aback again.

The screen of the phone was completely broken. She turned on the screen, but the interface was still on the page where the call was hung up.

She belatedly remembered something. She answered a strange call in the morning, and then she lost the phone while talking, rolled out of bed and fell. When she got out of bed to pick up the phone, she heard someone knocking on the door and ran away. Go and open the door.

The impression was very vague, and there were some clips of taking medicine and drinking water during the period. It was not until Xiang Yun saw the thermometer and antipyretics that Lin Zhixin hadn't taken away on the bedside table that she finally sorted out her thoughts.

Finally, her eyes fell on the time displayed on the upper left corner of the phone screen, 17:49.

Xiang Yun put down the water glass, holding the phone with both hands, staring at the cracks on the screen in a daze.

In other words, after Lin Zhixin found out that she was sick, she quietly took care of her for a whole day.

He didn't apologize for causing trouble last time, but today he caused trouble for Lin Zhixin again.

Xiang Yun bit his lip, his heart was extremely complicated, more and more favors were owed, and life became more and more chaotic.

After being stunned for a while, feeling a little cold, she realized that the clothes on her body and the quilt on the bed should be changed.

She rolled over and got out of bed, put on her slippers, went to the bed and tore off a post-it note, then wrote down Lin Zhixin's phone number.

The screen of the phone was broken, and the buttons didn’t work. Apart from being able to turn on the screen, I couldn’t do anything else. It seemed that I should go out and choose a new phone later.

Xiang Yun sighed, but kept writing in his hand, and continued to write under the line of phone number recorded:

Tomorrow is Sunday, please treat her to dinner.