Flowers bloom silently

Chapter 230 Jia Ruo Is Sick

At ten o'clock in the morning on the second day of Christmas, Mr. LE, who bid farewell to everyone, escorted him to the airport in person. As soon as he left, everyone cheered up like a deflated balloon.

"Ha~ I'm so sleepy, go to sleep!" Xihe didn't sleep well all night, and finally fell asleep when it was almost dawn, but was "dragged" by the alarm clock desperately, so he could only bite the bullet and rush to sleep. Come back and say goodbye to your father.He yawned and walked towards the elevator entrance, An Keer was still sleepy, following behind with her head drooping.

Xihe deliberately slowed down and waited for her, and when she caught up, he asked, "Hey, what do you think will be the Christmas present that Dad asked the city to make up for Yang Xueer?"

"How do I know?" An Keer scratched her head and said calmly.

"I heard that there is a subtext to that. You said that Yang Xueer has been waiting for a long time. Hey, this time is a hint that Cheng is preparing an engagement ring." At this point, Xihe saw that An Keer's footsteps paused.

"It's a good thing, we finally have wedding wine to drink!" An Keer concealed her sadness, curled her lips, and continued walking.

"Then we have to work hard, continue the trial marriage, and increase our relationship." Xihe raised a hand to hug her, but the other party opened his hand with a swift slap.

"Poor breasts!" Just as the two were talking, Yu chased up from behind.

An Keer pulled himself together, looked up at Yu, and after the ice sheet was applied, the swelling on the left side of his face had subsided, but some bruises could still be seen.I thought the war between the two would continue, but most of Yu's energy was on Jia Ruo, and she had no time to pay attention to her.Now he suddenly took the initiative to talk to her. Could it be that he followed Mr. LE and left to find fault with her?

"Jia Ruo is sick, I want to get him something to eat." Yu bit the bullet and asked An Keer for help.

"Huh, Jia Ruo is sick?" An Keer, who just got out of bed not long ago, didn't know what happened in the morning, and when she heard that Jia Ruo was sick, she couldn't help being anxious. "How is he? Has he seen a doctor?"

"The doctor gave him an injection. The high fever has subsided, but he is still very weak." Yu sighed lightly. On such a cold day last night, Jia Ruo ran all the way back, sweating and catching a cold. When he woke up in the morning, he found that he was pregnant He was scalded like a ball of fire, which scared him half to death.

"Then I'll cook some porridge for him. People with a high fever have no appetite. It would be better to drink something light." An Ke'er lost all sleepiness.

"Let the chef prepare it." Xihe on the side said sourly, how could Anke, who cared so much about an unrelated pet, not take him seriously? It was too much.

"No, I asked poor breasts to teach me how to cook, and I want to cook for him myself." When Yu said this, seeing the two people in front of him squinting and smiling, she couldn't help blushing.

"You are so considerate!" It was the first time that An Keer had such a good impression of Yu, completely forgetting the grievances between them.

Yu scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, and asked An Keer: "Teach me, can you?"

"No problem, let's go to the kitchen!" An Keer went to the kitchen first with a smile on her face.

"Hey, I'm getting more and more serious. Is this really okay, Yu?" Xihe was worried about his younger brother. Yu's status is special, and the usual relationship between men and women will be hyped up by the paparazzi. Pai Xiangxing turned out to be a homosexual, and the object of his liking was a pet, so what a big deal, his bad taste would ruin him!

Yu shrugged, didn't answer Xihe's words, turned around and followed An Keer to the kitchen.

...Yu wanted to use practical actions to care for Jiaruo's well-being, but he had a headache for An Keer, who was guiding by the side, what did the third young master of the LE family do?He didn't even know how to cut a chopped green onion. After teaching him for a long time, the chopped green onions came out in different lengths, and they were as ugly as they could be. Not to mention washing and slicing the raw meat.The porridge in the pot finally boiled, and he was asked to stir it with a long spoon, clumsily, and the boiling water splashed on his hands, making him scream.

A typical young master's disease, besides enjoying singing and losing his temper, he can probably count on ten fingers, excluding things like working, of course.

Fortunately, the feeling of caring for Jia Ruo made him persist, and finally a steaming bowl of lean meat porridge came out of the pot.

"Can I visit him?" Seeing Yu leaving the kitchen with a tray containing a bowl of porridge and a spoon, An Keer followed.

"Ok!"

The two entered the elevator to the third floor together. After finishing their work, they became speechless again. Yu looked at An Keer reflected in it through the bright steel door, but she couldn't vomit with her open mouth. After speaking, the other party also sneaked a glance at him in this way, and the two eyes collided and separated immediately.

The elevator sent them to the third floor, and An Keer walked out the door first, and trotted to Yu's room.

Jia Ruo lay weakly on the messy big bed, with a faint blush on his face, while An Keer sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch his forehead, and still had a low fever.

Jia Ruo, who was in a light sleep, slowly opened his eyes, and An Keer, who rushed to visit him, smiled weakly.

"It's still burning." When Yu walked in, An Keer said to him.

"Really?" Yu put the tray on the bedside table, walked over and reached out to touch Jiaruo's forehead, frowning slightly, "It was all set back before, and something is burning again."

"If the doctor didn't say there was another problem, it might just be a recurring fever, and it's only a low-grade fever. Physical cooling is enough. I'll get a towel and dip some cold water on him!" An Keer got up and went to the bathroom to get a clean strip. Soak the towel with cold water, pinch off some of the water, take it out, fold it, and apply it to Jiaruo's forehead.

The cold feeling made Jia Ruo, who was still burning, feel very comfortable, and he smiled gratefully at An Keer.

"I don't know if there are any anti-fever ice packs at home. If I don't have them, I'll go and buy some. That's easy to use. It will be more difficult to change the compresses." An Keer decided to get some anti-fever ice packs for Jia Ruo.

"Then trouble you."

An Keer walked to the door, looked back at the pair of boys in the room, and leaned over to kiss Jia Ruo's cheek with pain, that scene was very beautiful.

Through Butler Dai, An Keer found a box of ice stickers, and when she took them upstairs to Jia Ruo, Yu had already started feeding Jia Ruo porridge by the spoonful.

Taking away the heated towel, An Ker put an antipyretic ice patch on his forehead: "Although it can be used for 8 hours, if you have repeated low-grade fever, changing it every 4 hours will be more effective."

"Ke'er knows a lot." Jia Ruo gave An Ke'er an appreciative look.

"Oh, it's all based on experience. When I have a high fever, my mother makes it for me. Usually, the temperature is lowered physically. Only when the fever exceeds 38 degrees will I go to the doctor for an injection or take medicine. What about the thermometer? Yuyou Be careful, if he is hotter than before, it's best to take his temperature, and the physical cooling still can't control it, it's best to call the doctor again." An Keer explained carefully.

"Well, I'll keep an eye out."

An Keer, who was standing by, watched Yu continue to feed Jiaruo the porridge, and asked with a smile, "Is this love porridge delicious?"

"Well, thank you. It may be because the taste buds are also burnt out, and it is a bit salty." Jia Ruo said frankly.

"Uh, it should be that I put too much salt. This is the first time Yu has no experience in cooking, so I will improve next time."

"Huh? Did you cook this porridge?" Jia Ruo's gaze shifted to Yu's face.

Yuyou curled her lips resentfully: "After eating for a long time, you still think it was cooked by An Keer for you? It's really sad."

"Tch, I don't say anything, and I blame others!" An Keer shook her head, Yu is such a person, she always hides her true feelings very deeply, which is not a good thing.

"I want you to talk more!" Yubai, who was criticized, took a look at An Keer, and when she looked at Jiaruo again, she found that he was crying, and his brows were slightly furrowed, "What's wrong?"

"I'm just touched, Yu would never do those things..."

"Really, there are still many things I want to do for you. If you are moved every time, how many tears do you have to shed?"

"Yu!"

"It's so disgusting, you guys continue to show your affection, I'll leave first!" An Keer who was on the side left the room with a smile, but she was so envious in her heart, she really wanted to have such a warm and romantic love!
(End of this chapter)