Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

"You have a fever."

Duan Jinyu put his palm against her forehead, his face a little cold.

Ruan Ruan heard his voice as soon as she woke up. She opened her sore eyelids with difficulty and looked at him with misty eyes, which seemed to be wet with water in her mouth.

My whole body was feeling uncomfortable, with constant soreness, some chills, my head was dizzy, and my limbs seemed to be made of stiff and fragile plaster, and would break if I moved.

She began to regret that she had to force herself. It was not so serious originally, it was just some mild symptoms. She asked for leave and came back to rest under Duan Jinyu's strong request. After sleeping, it became more and more serious.

Her breath was also filled with fever. The hand on her forehead moved away, and the sound of tearing open the package came from the side. In her current state, she had no curiosity and did not move her eyes away. Only when she put a cold object on her forehead did she slowly think of it as a fever-reducing patch. .

The quilt on his body was pulled up and the corners were tucked in. His sharp face still didn't look good, "I cooked porridge, drink some first and then take medicine."

Ruan Ruan stretched out the quilt that he had just tucked in and grabbed his big, well-jointed hand, as if coquettishly, "It's uncomfortable... my legs are so sore..." His eyes became even more moist, and his cheeks were sickly flushed, "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat……"

Duan Jinyu put her hand back and tucked her into the quilt without any sign of impatience. "I'll give you a gentle squeeze later. I'll bring in the porridge first. I'll eat some even if I don't have an appetite."

He came back quickly, helped her up and sat on the head of the bed, with pillows behind her. The porcelain bowl was placed on the low cabinet next to the bed. He picked it up again, scooped up a spoonful and was about to feed her.

It was said that the porridge was more like rice soup. There were not many rice grains visible, but it was a bit thick. The spoon stopped in front of her lips. She reluctantly opened her mouth and tasted nothing at all. It even tasted bitter when she swallowed it. After a few mouthfuls, he said he didn’t want it anymore.

Duan Jinyu wiped her mouth and touched her calf through the quilt without exerting much force.

Ruan Ruan frowned, still feeling uncomfortable, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Go up a little bit, it feels so uncomfortable..."

Compared with the calf, the pain above the knee is more painful. Duan Jinyu heard her palm move upward a little, and gently squeezed it, and she calmed down.

After a while, she spoke again, her hoarse voice a little low, "I think I may not be qualified for this role... Now, it would be better to find someone to replace me as soon as possible."

"I will consider."

Ruan Ruan raised his head and glanced at him. His face was a little cold, and he kept moving his hands more and more to keep strangers away. It was obviously his own initiative, but he still felt a little disappointed when he said he would consider it.

But he does take his work seriously.

She lowered her eyes to cover the emotions in her eyes and showed a soft smile, "Well, don't you still have work? How long have you been here? You don't have to stay with me here. I will also remember to take the antipyretic medicine." It sounded very good. Be reasonable.

Duan Jinyu almost laughed out of anger, "How can I calm down and work when you call me like this now?!"

"..."

"are you angry?"

Her chest rose and fell a few times, but the palm on her leg still restrained its strength, "I'm not angry with you."

Duan Jinyu calmed down the emotions in his chest, "I should have stopped you earlier. Anyway, I have already asked for leave."

"I didn't expect my body to be so weak...and I did it myself, so I can't blame you."