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45. Sick and spoiled (pk

Song Yanbai walked to the sofa and found Xiang Yu wrapped in a quilt and shrank into a ball, even his head huddled in the quilt.

"Xiang Yu?"

Song Yanbai shouted lightly, but the person under the quilt did not react much. He just hummed twice with a nasal sound.

Song Yanbai pulled the quilt away and patted Xiang Yu on the face. He was frightened by the temperature on his face, "Hey, wake up, are you uncomfortable?"

Xiang Yu hummed and turned over, his eyes were covered in water, "What's wrong with Yan Yan?"

"I'm fine, it's you, how can you feel uncomfortable?"

Xiang Yu rubbed his eyes and looked at Song Yanbai with a look on his face, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, what's wrong?"

"Don't you feel a little hot all over?" Song Yanbai spoke tentatively.

"No, I still feel a little cold."

"cold?"

Song Yanbai looked at Xiang Yu's watery, innocent big eyes, like a little mentally retarded, "You have a cold with a cold, you have a fever, you are afraid of the cold, don't you know?"

Xiang Yu shook his head, his pitiful look like a puppy, which made Song Yanbai have an illusion, as if the person in front of him suddenly changed from 24 to 4 years old.

Song Yanbai handed Xiang Yu the water that he had poured for him, "Hey, drink a sip of water first, then get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

When she heard that she was going to the hospital, Xiang Yu frowned immediately, "Yan Yan, can you not go to the hospital..."

"You have a fever now. What if you get even worse in the second half of the night? Haven't you kept saying that you are smart? Wouldn't you be afraid if you become a little idiot?"

"Not afraid! Even if I get a little idiot, I won't go to the hospital!"

Xiang Yu drank the water from the cup in one breath, pulled the quilt and retracted it back into the sofa, directly obscured Song Yanbai... What is this? Is it a tantrum?

Xiang Yu is so big, taller than himself than himself. If he doesn't go to the hospital, Song Yanbai can't drag him away, but he can't watch him sleep like this, so he ran to the medicine box to find antipyretics and poured another glass of water.

Song Yanbai pulled the corner of the quilt and found that the whole quilt was tightly wrapped by Xiang Yu, and he couldn't even pull it. Song Yanbai felt helpless and funny. He thought this kid was childish enough, but he didn't expect that he was even more childish when he was sick.

Song Yanbai patted the quilt, "Even if you don't go to the hospital, you have to get up first and take the medicine, right?"

Hearing that there was no need to go to the hospital, Xiang Yu immediately came out of the quilt, took the medicine obediently, and kept smirking at Song Yanbai. Song Yanbai felt a little nervous. Could this kid be so stupid, right?

Song Yanbai touched Xiang Yu's forehead with his backhand. The temperature seemed to be a little higher than before. Song Yanbai took the thermometer from the medicine box and handed it to Xiang Yu, "Take your temperature first."

Xiang Yu held the thermometer and looked at Song Yanbai with his head, "Yan Yan, even if he has a fever, we won't go to the hospital, okay? I took the medicine and just took a nap, really."

"Okay, okay, don't go, don't go, take your temperature quickly."

Xiang Yu was wearing a quilt and sat on the sofa to take his temperature. He watched Song Yanbai go to the kitchen to pour water for himself, then went to the room to carry a quilt for himself, fetching water and twisting towels for himself. Although they were all orderly and there was no sign of worry at all, Xiang Yu was still very happy. The smile on his face was like a little idiot who had really burned his brain.

Song Yanbai put a wet towel soaked in cold water on Xiang Yu's head and said, "Give me the thermometer."

Xiang Yu obediently took out his thermometer and handed it to Song Yanbai. He looked at Song Yanbai who was sitting on the carpet next to the sofa, his eyes were shining. He was so infatuated that he didn't look like a patient.

"38 degrees 7, it's already a high fever..."

"Don't go to the hospital!"

Before Song Yanbai could finish speaking, Xiang Yu spoke first, and looked at Song Yanbai with his mouth pursed, as if he could cry immediately.

Song Yanbai had no choice but to compromise temporarily, "Okay, you can't go to the hospital tonight, but if the fever is even worse tomorrow, you have to go to the hospital, okay?"

"Do you have to go..."

"It must be. You stay here. If you get sick, fever and death, I will be responsible. So if the fever does not fade tomorrow morning, you must go to the hospital."

Burn to death...

Xiang Yu had a cold sweat on his back. This woman really dared to assume... She didn't want to burn herself to death, so she would become a widow.

"Did you hear it? If you still have a fever, you must go to the hospital."

Song Yanbai's tone was undeniable, and Xiang Yu did not dare to hum, "Then, would you go with me if you went to the hospital?"

"Of course."

"Then don't you go to work?"

“You can ask for leave.”

"Okay, I'll go!"

As long as she was not alone, Xiang Yu still didn't resist going to the hospital. From childhood to adulthood, except for the intestinal spasm that was hospitalized, Xiang Ziyuan stayed with him for one night, and he had been to the hospital alone since he was young. So when he grew up, Xiang Yu basically didn't go to the hospital without going to the hospital. He would never see a doctor if he could survive.

"Be good, then go to bed-"

In view of Xiang Yu being a patient, Song Yanbai touched his head as if comforting a child, and helped him pull the corner of the quilt. Xiang Yu looked at Song Yanbai's little face with gentle eyes.

People who are rarely sick usually have a very harsh time to get sick suddenly. Xiang Yu almost couldn't remember whether the last time he had a fever was a year ago or when.

Although Xiang Yu closed his eyes, he actually never fell asleep because of his discomfort. In a confused state, Xiang Yu knew that Song Yanbai had changed his towel several times. Song Yanbaibing's cold little hands were pressed on his forehead, making Xiang Yu feel warm.

I don’t know when I fell asleep or how long I fell asleep. Xiang Yu was awakened by Song Yanbai in a confused state. When Xiang Yu realized it, he was already sitting in the car. Song Yanbai was wearing a tight turtleneck sweater and was lowering his head to put the keys in the car. He looked like a novice was on the road and was so scared that Xiang Yu was sweating and woke up.
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