you are my joy

Chapter 1610 Low-grade fever persists
"how is she?"

Yan Chenyu asked with a sullen face while pushing open the door of Qiao Zhiqin's bedroom.

Della quickly followed behind him, and said anxiously:

"I've already taken her temperature. It's three to seven degrees. I want to feed her antipyretics, but she's groggy now, and I can't feed her at all!"

Yan Chenyu sat on the edge of the bed, touched her forehead, the scorching heat came from the palm of his hand, he pursed his thin lips with a sullen face, looked at her red face, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The call was quickly connected, and before the person on the other end could speak, Yan Chenyu's slightly commanding but anxious voice came from the phone.

"Ayi, come to Huang Ting Hotel right now!"

Zhu Yilin, who was halfway through changing clothes, stopped what he was doing, and raised his eyebrows with interest.

"What? You're injured too? But from your angry voice, it doesn't look like there's anything wrong with your body."

"Stop talking nonsense! Come here now!"

Yan Chenyu's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, but the hand that stroked Qiao Zhiqin's forehead was exceptionally gentle.

Zhu Yilin rarely saw Yan Chenyu lose his temper, and the interest in his eyes was even stronger, but he still explained:

"I said Young Master Yan, if I have nothing to do now, I will definitely go there, but now I have an operation and I really can't leave.

So I suggest you, if the person is seriously ill now, send him to the hospital immediately. If it is not serious, you can briefly talk to me about the situation, maybe it can be resolved over the phone. "

Yan Chenyu looked at Qiao Zhiqin's distressed appearance, smoothed her frowning brows with his fingertips, hesitated for a moment, and slowly opened his mouth.

"She soaked in ice water for a long time today, and now she has a fever, 37 degrees eight."

"37 degrees eight!?" Zhu Yilin was surprised and amused when he heard his words, and joked, "Yan Chenyu, a low fever can scare you like this? You didn't want to go when your fever reached 39 degrees. Hospital, can a 37°[-] make you anxious like this?"

He thought it was a serious condition, but he didn't expect it to be just a low-grade fever?
He called him in such a mobilizing way, ordering and getting angry, just to let him, a dignified dean, go to see a patient with a low fever?

Doesn't he feel overqualified?

Yan Chenyu frowned impatiently, the anxious anger in his heart almost burned his sanity completely.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense! If you can't come, send other doctors over!"

Of course he knew that she was only suffering from a low-grade fever, which might not be serious to ordinary people.

But this matter was about Qiao Zhiqin, he didn't dare to be sloppy at all.

He can fight hard when he is sick, because he knows his physical fitness, and he can completely resist a fever.

But she is different, her physical fitness can't compare with his at all, not to mention that she didn't take good care of herself in the year after she left his side, and she didn't know what her body was like.

So even if you have a low fever, you can't be careless.

Hearing that he was really anxious, Zhu Yilin stopped teasing him, and said seriously:

"You don't need a doctor, you can bring her fever down.

You go to prepare some alcohol, wipe her body with alcohol every once in a while, check the situation first, if her body temperature has not dropped, feed her an antipyretic, and there should be no problem. "

Yan Chenyu frowned slightly, "Don't need an IV?"

The smile on Zhu Yilin's face faded a bit, and he said seriously:

"She just had a low-grade fever caused by a cold, and as a doctor, I don't recommend drips.

Of course, if she still doesn't have a fever all night, but shows signs of a high fever, you can call me and I'll go over and have a look. "

"I see."

As he said that, Yan Chenyu was about to hang up the phone, as if he guessed his action, Zhu Yilin on the other end of the phone hurriedly spoke up.

"Eh? Don't hang up the phone in such a hurry! It's not clear yet, who is the sick person? Male or female?"

Yan Chenyu sneered angrily, "Your patient is in danger, and you still want to gossip? Go for surgery!"

After speaking, Yan Chenyu hung up the phone.

Zhu Yilin looked at the phone that was hung up, and laughed softly.

"I know it's a woman even if I don't tell you!"

Knowing him for so many years, when had he seen him so panic-stricken.

Except for the woman who tempted him, I am afraid that no one can easily touch his emotions.

"I wish the doctor, the patient's preoperative examination has been completed, and you can perform the operation."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Zhu Yilin put away his mobile phone, quickly changed his clothes, and walked into the operating room.

After Yan Chenyu hung up the phone, he gently stroked Qiao Zhiqin's forehead, covered her with the quilt, got up and walked out, and told Della.

"I'm going to buy some alcohol, you use an ice towel to cool her down first."

Della hurriedly stopped him, "No need for Director Yan, I'll buy the alcohol this afternoon, and it's outside."

After she took her to the hospital, she prepared these things on the doctor's advice, because she was worried that if she really had a fever, she would be too busy to take care of Qiao Zhiqin alone.

I thought these things would not be used at first, but I didn't expect this girl to burn up.

Yan Chenyu paused, walked out of the room upon hearing this, walked in with alcohol a few minutes later, and sat back on the bed.

"Go back and rest first, I'll take care of her tonight."

Della glanced at Qiao Zhiqin, who was drowsy on the hospital bed, with a look of embarrassment on her face.

"But……"

He needs alcohol, and he must wipe Qiao Zhiqin's body.

Men and women are different, shouldn't she do this kind of thing?

Sensing her hesitation, Yan Chenyu looked at her coldly.

"The two of us must have a rest, otherwise who will take care of her during the day tomorrow?"

Della knew that he always said what he said, and no one could change what he decided. She looked at Qiao Zhiqin again, hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly agreed to him.

"Okay, then I'll go to rest first, my room is next to it, call me if you need anything."

Yan Chenyu responded lightly, and turned his gaze back to Qiao Zhiqin.

"Ah."

After Della left, Yan Chenyu asked the front desk to bring some ice cubes. He put the ice cubes in the water, soaked the towel, and put it on Qiao Zhiqin's forehead.

The cold temperature dispelled the hot temperature on her forehead, and Qiao Zhiqin's brows gradually relaxed.

Yan Chenyu, who sat on the side of the bed, took into account the changes in her expression, gently stroked her hot cheeks with his fingertips, and let out a little sigh of relief.

"Comfortable?"

"Fortunately, I'm here tonight, otherwise you will be uncomfortable!"

As he spoke, he pinched the tip of her nose angrily, and after the anxiety dissipated, only anger remained.

Angry at her weakness, angry at his powerlessness.

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