Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 267 I'm in, Yoona

When Yoona woke up, she felt that something was wrong with her condition.

My head felt dizzy, my eyelids were so heavy I could barely open them, my throat was dry, and I could clearly feel an abnormal body temperature.

I raised my slightly sore hand and touched my forehead.

Sure enough, she developed a fever, and it seemed quite serious.

Yoona couldn't help but frown; she felt sore all over after just a little movement.

After a moment's pause, he reached out and groped for his phone on the bedside table.

I subconsciously opened Kakao, clicked on the avatar with a starry sky, and slowly and weakly tapped on the virtual keyboard.

[Chen Yan, I'm not feeling well.]

After typing a line, Lim Yoona's muddled thoughts suddenly cleared up a bit.

No, this isn't her past life. She can't go to Chen Yan every time she gets sick or feels unwell.

With her finger hovering over the delete key, Lin Yoona slowly deleted the words in the box, her eyelids heavy as she watched. But halfway through deleting, she accidentally touched the send button.

[Chen Yan, I'm a little...]

"A little? A little what?"

Looking at the somewhat cryptic message from Yoona on his phone, Chen Yan frowned in confusion and typed a reply: What's wrong?
The message was read instantly, but no reply came for a long time.

After standing there for a moment, Chen Yan pulled up his contacts and made a call.

Instead of guessing, you might as well just call and ask.

If someone else sent the message, he would ignore it after seeing that there was no reply.

But the person sending the message now is Lim Yoona.

Downstairs in her bedroom, Lim Yoona looked at her phone screen with a hint of helplessness.

Damn it, this lousy Kakao.

The software doesn't include the recall function that should be added, nor does it remove the read confirmation function that should be removed. It's garbage software!
My fingers slowly tapped the screen, and I typed "It's okay" in the box. Just as I was about to click send, I suddenly hesitated.

Should I tell Chen Yan that I have a fever?

I've told him, so he should come to see me, right?
While she hesitated, her phone suddenly vibrated and rang, startling Yoona and instantly clearing her drowsy mind.

Looking at the name "Chen Yan" on the caller ID, she pursed her lips again. For some reason, a feeling of grievance suddenly welled up from the bottom of her heart.

Now you know how to worry, and you know how to call me, right?

This was the first time Chen Yan had called her after they had exchanged contact information for so long.

Hmph! What a scoundrel!
While cursing inwardly, he swiped his finger across the screen and answered the call.

"Hey"

Chen Yan was slightly taken aback when he heard Lin Yoona's obviously weak voice: "What's wrong, Yoona? Are you feeling unwell?"
The man's anxious tone made Lin Yoona's lips curl into a slight smile, but the next second, a surge of inexplicable grievance welled up again.

She pouted, as if in a fit of pique, and said, "I didn't... cough cough cough."

Just as she was about to pretend that nothing was wrong, a sudden itch in her throat made her cough loudly a few times.

Damn it, this awful throat! Why did it have to start itching now of all times?

Throat: Isn't this what you wanted?
"Where are you now? Are you at your home downstairs?"

Lim Yoona pursed her lips, remained silent for two seconds, and then mumbled a reply: "Mm."

Perhaps because of the fever, she felt that her self-control had weakened considerably, making it difficult for her to suppress her desire to see Chen Yan.

"Okay, I'll come over now."

After hanging up the phone, Lim Yoona put down her phone, wrinkled her nose, and her somewhat gloomy face was full of joy.

"Idiot, how are you going to get in if you don't ask for my door code? I don't have the strength to open the door for you right now."

Chen Yan walked directly down the stairs to the eleventh floor.

When I arrived at Yoona's house, I instinctively reached out to enter the password to open the door, but then I realized that I didn't know Yoona's password.

Just as I was about to raise my hand to ring the doorbell, my phone beeped with a message notification.

I picked up my phone and took a look.

Lim Yoon-a: 904153.

Chen Yan paused for a moment, then raised his hand to enter the password.

The door clicked open, and he quickly changed his shoes and walked into the room: "Yoona."

"I'm in the bedroom."

A weak response came from Lim Yoon-a.

Chen Yan quickly walked to the bedroom door, but didn't open it immediately: "I'm coming in, Yoona."

"Ah."

Another weak response came.

As Chen Yan opened the door and went in, he immediately smelled a faint fragrance.

However, he couldn't care less about that now. He exchanged a glance with Lim Yoona on the bed and quickly walked to her bedside.

"How are you feeling now? Do you have a fever?"

As he spoke, Chen Yan placed his hand on Lin Yoona's forehead.

Yoona did not resist, but simply blinked her doe-like eyes at the man.

They arrived quickly. Judging from the bag they're carrying, they were probably on their way to work.

"It's burning quite a bit."

Feeling the warmth of Yoona's forehead, Chen Yan frowned: "How about we go to the hospital to get her checked out?"

"I don't want to go, and it would be troublesome if I went to the hospital and people recognized me."

Yoona really didn't want to go to the hospital. If she were to go, she would definitely have to tell her company to avoid any trouble.

Once I tell him, my agent will definitely come over, then how can Chen Yan stay by my side?

Chen Yan didn't know what she was thinking, but he frowned and nodded when he heard this.

It would be troublesome if Yoona's identity were recognized at the hospital, especially if I was the one accompanying her.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Do you keep fever reducers and a thermometer at home?"

Yoona gestured towards the door with her lip: "There's a small first-aid kit on the dining table, it has something in it."

Chen Yan nodded: "Wait a moment, I'll go get it now."

Watching the man walk quickly out of the room, Lim Yoona couldn't help but smile.

The current scene is almost identical to the scene in her memory where Chen Yan took care of her when she was sick.

It gave her the feeling of returning to her past life where the two of them lived together.

Just a moment later, the smile on Lim Yoon-a's lips faded again.

Perhaps only when you are sick can you have a fleeting moment of this warm and happy illusion.

Just then, Chen Yan quickly returned with fever reducers and a thermometer in his hand.

He placed the fever reducer on the bedside table and took out the thermometer: "Let me take your temperature first. You haven't eaten breakfast yet, have you?"

Lim Yoona pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Let's take your temperature first, then I'll make you something to eat to fill your stomach, and then you can take your medicine."

As he spoke, he gestured for Lim Yoon-ah to open her mouth and put the thermometer in her mouth.

Yoona obediently opened her mouth, but her eyes remained fixed on the man's face, revealing a hint of unspeakable emotion.

Chen Yan was completely focused on her illness. After seeing her put the thermometer in her mouth, he quickly left the room, poured a glass of hot water, and put it on the bedside table.

"I'll go make you something to eat first. If you're thirsty, you can drink some hot water. If you feel sleepy, you can take a nap. Just call me if you need anything."

Yoona nodded gently with the thermometer in her mouth.

Chen Yan walked out of the room, and the room immediately fell silent.

Lying quietly in bed, Lim Yoona stared blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

After a long while, she came to her senses and reached out to pick up the thermometer.

38.5 ℃

I placed the thermometer on the bedside table, grabbed a water glass, and took a small sip.

Hearing the sounds coming from the kitchen outside, Lim Yoona remained silent for a moment, put the water glass back on the bedside table, then got out of bed with some difficulty, put on her slippers and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)