he gave me a candy

Young or not may not be visible on the face, but the feedback on the body is very direct.Obviously that night, Gao An and Nian Sixian both ate crayfish, but Gao An and Nian Sixian had nothing to do, Nian Sixian almost spent that night in the bathroom, finally got sick from vomiting and diarrhea, and had a fever again.

The bathroom in the master bedroom next door was beeping all night, Gao Anhe discovered something was wrong in the middle of the night, and held back until the next morning to ask.Nian Sixian was embarrassed to spoil the fun, saying that he was dehydrated after eating his celebration banquet, and he only reasoned that his stomach and intestines were weak and he would be fine after a day of rest.Gao Anhe was a little worried, but under Nian Sixian's insistence, he didn't ask any more questions. He went to the studio to record and returned home in the evening of the third day.

Before she left, Aunt Zhang told Gao Anhe, "A Si has a fever. He has taken medicine and is sleeping. When he wakes up, just give him porridge." Before leaving, she found an electronic thermometer and handed it to him. Gave it to Gao Anhe.

Gao Anhe took the electronic thermometer and tapped his forehead twice. When he saw 39.3°, he was startled. He touched Nian Sixian's forehead, why it was still so hot after taking antipyretics, "Brother? Wake up." Wake up, I'll take you to the hospital?" When that hand touched Nian Sixian's hot forehead, he actually had some charming thoughts in his heart, he quickly pinched his thigh, and secretly thought, what was he thinking.

Nian Sixian opened his eyes a little in a daze, touched his forehead, shook his head, "Let me sleep and I'll be fine."

Gao Anhe quickly sent Zheng Hai a photo of the medicine on Nian Sixian's bedside table, and then called Zheng Hai's phone number.Zheng Hai heard the ins and outs, and couldn't help laughing: "A Si doesn't eat spicy food, don't you know? Hahahahaha! He really gave up his life to accompany a gentleman. Hahahahahaha."

"Brother Hai, can you stop laughing? My brother is still sick, you can still laugh."

"It's okay, isn't it the third day today? I guess he must have stretched all day yesterday and became dehydrated. If he survives today, his fever should be gone tomorrow morning. If the fever doesn't go down tomorrow morning, it's probably a bacterial infection. You Just take him to the emergency department of the hospital."

"Shall I go buy some other medicine?"

"I saw the picture of the medicine. It's no problem. Just follow the instructions. Don't worry about it. Keep an eye on him so he doesn't catch a cold at night. Pay attention to replenishing water and electrolytes."

In Beijing in October, the heating has not yet started. The sun outside the house is warm outside, but the house is very cold.

Nian Sixian remembered that his forehead was very hot, and he fell asleep after taking the medicine. As a doctor, he knew that as long as he slept soundly this night, he would be fine tomorrow.He only hoped that he could sleep through the whole night under the dual effects of anti-inflammatory drugs, anti-fever drugs and uncomfortable body, he prayed, don't suffer from insomnia.

In the dream, he was sweating at first, and it was very hot. He wanted to reach out to wipe his sweat, but it seemed that a soft towel was stuck to his forehead, and the slightly cool feeling was a bit comfortable.In the middle of the night, it seemed that the temperature had dropped, and he felt a little cold again. In his dream, he was talking to himself, "It's so cold, it's so cold," while he was looking for a quilt, but he was used to living alone, and there were only two beds in the big empty house. The quilt, he was still thinking in his mind, the other quilt was given to An He, there is no more, so I won’t look for it anymore.But it's still a bit cold...

It was so cold that he felt like a little match girl, and he could only find warmth in his dreams. Sure enough, thinking about the bonfire in the dream of the little match girl, he really didn't feel cold at all. Hugging, he can finally sleep peacefully...

When Nian Sixian was conscious, he first raised his hand and touched his forehead, the temperature had already cooled to normal, and then he opened his eyes.

His pupils dilated, and he startled himself!

No wonder he dreamed of holding a stove in his arms, as expected, there was a stove in his quilt!

He hurriedly looked at himself, but fortunately, they were all dressed neatly.

Gao Anhe rubbed his eyes, with a harmless look on his face, "Brother..."

Suddenly he woke up suddenly, sat up, immediately raised his hand to touch the forehead of last year's Sixian, thinking in his heart that the temperature had finally cooled down, so he was relieved.Sighing, he returned to his sleepy state, lay on the pillow, closed his eyes, and muttered, "The fever is finally gone..."

It seems that Gao Anhe guarded him all night, probably because he heard that he was cold at night, so he hugged the quilt of his second bedroom, covered himself, and then... Then he got into his bed by the way?

Nian Sixian ran out of bed in a hurry like a prodigal son who did something wrong. He stood in the bathroom of the master bedroom and looked at himself in the mirror. His fever had obviously subsided, so why was his face still so red.

He turned on the faucet, turned it to the cold water side, splashed his face once in the splashing ice water, and then regained his composure, shaved, brushed his teeth, and went to the cloakroom to change.

There is only a horizontal sliding door between the cloakroom and the master bedroom. Two rows of wardrobes are lined up. The glass cabinet in the middle is a compartment for storing watches, cufflinks and ties.

He took off his pajamas and threw them into the storage basket in the bottom partition of the closet. Aunt Zhang would sort and clean them regularly. The dry-cleaned ones would be sent to the dry cleaners, and the close-fitting ones would be put in the washing machine.Looking to the left, the closet is full of light-colored shirts, from white to blue, showing a gradient. He is used to wearing shirts under his white coat, but today he doesn't need to go to the clinic, so he looks at The casual clothes on the right, he reached for a light brown round neck shirt when someone held his hand down.

The man was taller and hotter than him, and he was surrounding him from behind, his chin was just barely touching his shoulder, and Gao Anhe said, "Brother, I happen to have some clothes for you, so I won't wear this one today." .”

Nian Sixian suddenly felt a numbness behind his ears, it felt like a needle of anesthesia only poked on the main artery of his neck, he felt dizzy that the light in the cloakroom was dim, "Huh?" When he realized it, he had already gone out up.

Gao Anhe opened his eyes and couldn't see anyone, so he put on his slippers on the ground. He heard the movement in the cloakroom and walked over. He saw Nian Sixian pulling his pajamas with his hands, and took them off completely, revealing his thin upper body. .He stopped in his footsteps, stood still, and suddenly felt that he was in an awkward situation, neither advancing nor retreating.

He should get out, seeing the waistline on the pajama pants, he wanted to take a second look, and he still comforted himself in his heart, they are all men, so it's okay to take a second look.Just following his heart, he took two steps forward until Nian Sixian stretched out his hand to pick up the clothes, he saw that jaw turned around, and suddenly panicked, like a wanderer picking flowers, he quickly stretched out his hand and pressed his hand .

But Gao Anhe didn't lie, he did have clothes for Nian Sixian, he took a white shirt and handed it to Nian Sixian, "Brother, you look good in white."

Nian Sixian felt a little awkward in his heart, but he still justified himself, it's okay for two boys to be shirtless.He just took the dress and put it on, it was a fake two-piece design, with a T on the outside and a shirt collar on the inside, with a slightly detailed design. He had never worn such a style before, but he looked in the mirror and it didn't look bad. "Then, thanks."

Seeing that Gao Anhe was still standing there, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Gao Anhe rubbed the back of his head, very embarrassed, "I won't take you to eat spicy food next time."

"It's what I want to eat. I'm already my age. Maybe you forced me to eat it. It has nothing to do with you. Isn't it better now?" He knew that he had been ill for the past three days, and Gao Anhe felt guilty. , just wanted to comfort him, but no matter how sincere the thoughts in his heart were, they would appear pale and powerless in words, and he had such a feeling when he said these words.

But for some reason, he really didn't want Gao Anhe to feel sad at all, so he raised his hand and patted his head.

Gao Anhe's eyes brightened, he lowered his head slightly, let him touch it, and smiled.