My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

When he reached out to support Jiang Beiyu and walked downstairs, Zhong Hourong was already waiting.

After taking over Jiang Beiyu from Ning Nanjia, Zhong Hourong hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Master Ning, if you are free tonight, can you go back with us?"

As if aware of Ning Nanjia's doubts, Zhong Hourong added, "The young master likes to lose his temper when he is sick. It is difficult to get him to take medicine, but I can see that he is willing to listen to you."

Looking at the pale Jiang Beiyu sitting in the car, Ning Nanjia was not at ease, and sent a wechat message to the mouse asking him to wait a while to help fool the dorm aunt when she was counting the number of people, and then he left with Zhong Hourong.

In Zheng's mansion,

After helping Jiang Beiyu into the bedroom with Ning Nanjia, Zhong Hourong went downstairs to pick up the family doctor.

It seemed that it was uncomfortable because of the sweat sticking to his body. Jiang Beiyu frowned and raised his hand to scratch his neck in a coma. His cheek pressed against the pillow and let out an uncomfortable muffled sound.

To prevent him from scratching himself, Ning Nanjia unbuttoned the top two buttons of his clothes, went to the bathroom and got a dry towel, wiped off the sweat on his neck and body, and then helped him change into another set Dry clothes.

After a while, the family doctor came up with a medicine box.

"It's not a big problem. The young master is just suffering from the flu. He has a relatively weak constitution. In addition, when he was a child, the root cause of the disease fell, and the cold air entered the lungs. That's why he has a high fever. One injection will make you sweat, and you will be fine after taking the medicine for two days. .”

After handing over the medicine taken from the medicine box to Zhong Hourong, the doctor gave Jiang Beiyu an injection, told him about the foods to avoid and precautions, and left.

After seeing the family doctor and going downstairs, Zhong Hourong brought up a cup of warm water and asked Ning Nanjia to help feed Jiang Beiyu the medicine.

After receiving the pills and water, Ning Nanjia noticed that from picking up Jiang Beiyu at school to seeing a doctor at the family doctor, Zhong Hourong seemed to be the only one who was busy. He hesitated for a moment, and he couldn't help but ask. one sentence,

"Uncle Zhong, where is Jiang Beiyu's family?"

Hearing the hidden meaning in Ning Nanjia's question, Zhong Hourong sighed slightly, "Miss is abroad, and my uncle doesn't come back to live very often. I have been taking care of the young master's daily life and food all the time."

The relationship sounds a bit complicated, but it's a family matter, and Ning Nanjia couldn't ask too clearly. After nodding, he reached for the medicine bottle that the doctor left on the table just now.

While Ning Nanjia was reading the manual, Zhong Hourong leaned slightly and said to him, "Master, please take care of me. I'll go down and cook some porridge so that the young master can eat when he wakes up."

After Zhong Hourong left, Ning Nanjia poured two pills into the palm of his hand according to the dosage in the instructions, then stretched out a hand to hug Jiang Beiyu's neck, and called him in a low voice,

"Jiang Beiyu, wake up."

Hearing his voice, Jiang Beiyu slightly raised his moist long eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were glowing with red water, and his dark eyes made his skin paler.

As if he recognized Ning Nanjia, he shouted hoarsely, "Brother Nanjia."

"Take your medicine."

Stuffing the pill through Jiang Beiyu's slightly parted lips, Ning Nanjia helped him sit up, then handed the water glass to his lips, holding the back of his head for him to drink.

The slightly hot long fingers touched the back of Ning Nanjia's hand lightly, and after swallowing the medicine with water, Jiang Beiyu covered his mouth and coughed twice. When his breathing became easier, he asked:

"Why are you here?"

"Uncle Zhong called me here." Putting the water glass aside, Ning Nanjia took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "He said you were ill and had a bad temper and didn't take medicine, but he seemed to be exaggerating gone."

Take medicine when you ask to take medicine, not a little bit of obedience.

The slightly damp long eyelashes slapped gently, and Jiang Beiyu raised his eyes to look at him, his wet eyes were stained with a touch of soft emotion, "No, I ate it because you told me to eat it."

The implication is that if other people call him, he will not be so obedient.

Knowing that most people who are sick like to talk nonsense, Ning Nanjia didn't bother with his statement. After raising his hand and gently covering Jiang Beiyu's forehead with the palm of his hand, he said:

"Go to bed after taking the medicine, it won't be so uncomfortable after sweating later."

Swallowing hard, seeing that Ning Nanjia got up and seemed to be leaving, Jiang Beiyu quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist, looking at him with wet eyes like an insecure little animal,

"What about you? Where are you going?"

His tone was a little anxious, coupled with his hoarse voice, and his pale face looked a little pitiful. Ning Nanjia looked at it, and his heart softened all of a sudden. He gently rubbed Jiang Beiyu's chin with his fingertips, He lowered his voice to reassure,

"I'm just going to open a window. I'll stay with you tonight. Don't worry."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Beiyu slowly let go of his hand.

Thick curtains cover the windows tightly, and the bedroom is a bit stuffy because of the lack of air circulation.

Ning Nanjia walked to the window and stretched out his hand to open the thick and soft black curtains. Not only did he not see the transparent glass that should have appeared, but he also saw the black frosted window paper of the same color as the curtains.

Layer after layer of black covers the glass, which somehow makes people feel a little weird and gloomy.

Just as he was thinking, Jiang Beiyu's voice came from behind,

"My mother doesn't like the sun shining into the house, so the curtains in the house are all black, but the windows can be opened, as long as you open them."

The window locks were covered in dust and looked as if they hadn't been opened for a long time.

When Ning Nanjia touched it, he not only rubbed the dust with his hand, but also touched the rust stains on it. When he pulled it away with a little force, the window rail even made a harsh scratching sound.

The cool breeze of late spring blew in along the open windows, quickly blowing away most of the stuffy feeling in the room.

After a little hesitation, Ning Nanjia couldn't help but asked Jiang Beiyu, "Aren't you afraid of the dark?"

A room without a ray of sunlight, as long as the lights are turned off, is like an airtight claustrophobic haunted house. People who are afraid of the dark can't stay for a second, and even if they don't collapse, they will go crazy.

"I don't turn off the lights," Jiang Beiyu told him, pointing to the light button on the wall, "My bedroom has a backup power supply. Even if the whole house is powered off, I still have light here."

Now Ning Nanjia didn't understand even more, "Wouldn't it be better to just replace those frosted windows and curtains? It also saves electricity."

Shaking his head lightly, Jiang Beiyu felt a little helpless, "It can't be changed, my mother won't allow it."

Living in such a depressing and gloomy environment since childhood, it is no wonder that I am afraid of the dark and thunder.

Ning Nanjia was feeling emotional when he heard Jiang Beiyu's "hiss" suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw him clutching his gauze-wrapped palm, frowning with a pained expression.

The water glass on the table has shifted, it is estimated that he wanted to drink water just now but habitually used his injured hand to carry it.

There was a little red on the white gauze, Ning Nanjia went to get the spare medicine box left by the family doctor, and after changing the gauze for Jiang Beiyu again, he warned, "Don't move around, call me if you have anything to do." Just do it."

The soft eyelashes drooped slightly, and Jiang Beiyu pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Brother Nanjia."

Looking at his obedient and soft look, Ning Nanjia suddenly thought of the punch he gave Chen Wu, "By the way, the mouse said that Chen Wu wanted to help you when you fell, but you didn't let him help you." , and even punched him."

The corners of Chen Wu's eyes were all blue, but he couldn't see how strong Jiang Beiyu's hands were before.

Mentioning that punch, Jiang Beiyu also seemed to be a little angry, frowned and said displeasedly: "He touched me first, and I said I don't want him to help him, but he still has to come."

If that idiot hadn't touched his hands and feet, he wouldn't have cut his hands.

Seeing that the young master was angry, Ning Nanjia hurriedly said, "It's all right, his fault has nothing to do with you, so let's not talk about him, I have something for you."

Stretching out his hand from his pocket, he took out the small flashlight he bought today. Ning Nanjia held Jiang Beiyu's uninjured hand, and stuffed the small flashlight into his palm.

"See if you like it?"

Pushing the button on the top with his fingertip, Jiang Beiyu blinked suspiciously as he watched the bright beam of light emanating from this finger-sized thing, "A flashlight?"

"Yes, flashlight." Ning Nanjia slightly raised the corner of his mouth as he spread his five fingers through the bright beam, "Aren't you afraid of the dark? I bought it to illuminate the way for you, lest you cry out of fear."

Holding the flashlight and shaking it a few times, Jiang Beiyu also smiled when he saw the swaying and jumping light, "I'm not a little girl, so it's not easy to cry."

"Why not?" Ning Nanjia turned over the old score for him, "I punched you the first time we met, and you cried when you were not strong enough. Don't tell me you forgot."

"Not forgotten."

Raising his hand and pinching the center of his brows, Jiang Beiyu had a headache for Ning Nanjia's misunderstanding of him, and opened his mouth to explain, but thinking that explaining now is more troublesome than not explaining, he simply let him go, "Forget it, I'll talk about it later Bar."

Thinking that Jiang Beiyu didn't like others talking about his love for crying, Ning Nanjia comforted him, "It's not shameful to be afraid of crying. If you really don't like it, I'll just mention it less."

Jiang Beiyu didn't want to argue with him about this, so he pulled his wrist and talked about another matter that he cared more about, "Brother Nanjia, you are sleeping with me tonight, right?"

Glancing at Jiang Beiyu's bed, which was wide enough for three people to lie on, Ning Nanjia didn't think it was impossible, but he had another concern, "But you have a fever, I sleep next to you, it's easy to get infected."

Although he is strong and strong, but Jiang Beiyu is so ill, and he must hug him every time he sleeps. The virus and the close transmission distance make it difficult not to be infected.

"So you are worried about this."

Reaching out to take the medicine box on the table and stuffing it into Ning Nanjia's hand, Jiang Beiyu looked at him brightly with his dark eyes, "I can lend you my medicine."

Ning Nanjia: "..." It's really witty.

"My family doctor can also lend it to you."

"My butler..."

Afraid that Jiang Beiyu would be unable to stop talking, Ning Nanjia quickly raised his hand to stop him, "Forget that I'm afraid of you, you can sleep, don't touch me."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed and nodding obediently, Jiang Beiyu promised, "I will be very honest."

[The author has something to say]: Jiang Beiyu: My soul is very honest, but I can't control my body.