I pulled the grass

But before he could think about it carefully, Tong Limiao came in: "I haven't seen you all day today, and I haven't responded to WeChat, what's wrong?"

"My brother has a cold." Lu Wange frowned.

"Tsk..." Tong Limiao subconsciously wanted to tease, for example, it was just a cold, who doesn't catch a cold?But when he thought that Lu Wanzong had a cold, he couldn't speak, and asked flatly, "Then... have you seen a doctor?"

"Hmm. Wait a minute, I'll make another call." Still worried, he dialed Zhang Chuli's phone and rang several times before answering, "Gezi? Is there something going on so late?"

"Aunt Zhang, my brother...how is he?"

"It's nothing. I went to see it just now. I took medicine and fell asleep. Fever and cold are trivial things. You can go to class at ease. Aunt Zhang is here. It's all right."

"Oh, okay. Aunt Zhang also goes to bed earlier." Hang up the phone.

Tong Limiao said: "Just say it's okay. You don't come at night, do you? Why didn't I see you in your class?"

"Go straight to the physics experiment, training camp."

"Okay. I put the things my mother brought you in the cabinet for you."

"Well, I see. Thank you, Auntie."

Tong Limiao saw that he was absent-minded, and said, "Then I'm going back, go to bed early." Consciously or unintentionally, he glanced at Fu Jinfeng, Fu Jinfeng turned his head to tidy up the table.Tong Limiao snorted and left.

After Zhang Chuli hung up the phone, she said, "Okay, okay, Gezi called too, so you can sleep peacefully."

Lu Wanzong's fever came back at this time, and he was shivering. Zhang Chuli covered him with a thick quilt, but he guessed that Lu Wange was going to make a call, so he answered a few words first, and then explained to Zhang Chuli.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Chuli was very worried: "This... Do you want to see a doctor again? Why does this look more and more serious? Why doesn't the medicine work?"

"It's okay, Aunt Zhang, the fever has been recurring in the early stage, and it should subside tomorrow morning. You go to rest, I'm fine here. I'll sleep for a while." Although Lu Wanzong was flushed with fever and his voice was hoarse, his tone was still calm and distant.

Zhang Chuli was also used to him like this, so she had to say: "Okay, if something happens at night, you call me." Although she knew that Lu Wanzong would definitely not call.

Lu Wanzong suffered from acute gastritis that time upstairs, so he took a taxi to the hospital in the middle of the night. They didn't know until the next day that it was because they called him to eat in the morning, and it took him a long time to help him down the stairs, his face pale.Ask him what's the matter, and lightly said something about acute gastritis, and he has seen a doctor.

He was frighteningly independent when he was young, so he was softer towards Lu Wanger.

Zhang Chuli sighed and closed the door gently.

Lu Yuanming was still downstairs: "How is Xiao Zongzong?"

"You won't go and see yourself?" Zhang Chuli glanced at him, "Can't express your concern? I think this child's personality is just like yours."

"Where is it like me? I'm as bored as him? What do you care about? You're such an adult. If you have a cold, who doesn't catch a cold?"

"Don't care what you're doing sitting here?"

"I...I can't watch TV?" The old man showed embarrassment.

"It's ten o'clock soon, you continue to watch yours, I'm going to sleep." Zhang Chuli snorted, and finally said kindly, "Xiao Zong fell asleep and said that his fever should subside tomorrow."

And he said to himself: "Oh, you said that this child will be fine tomorrow if he has a fever. It's the same as if he didn't have a fever. He can control the fever?"