Reborn Wife 32

Chapter 162 The young man is sick! (3)
Because that kid is too similar to him, with a similar personality, a similar pursuit, and a similar vision...

Everything has just begun, and there is only so much he can do, so the next step is still up to the children themselves.

The time of the day passed quietly in their own busyness, and in the evening, it was the end of the day's school work...

When Wen Tingxin returned home, she was surprised to find that Nan Shiyang was still sleeping.

This has been sleeping all day, and when she was waiting for her to get home, she was still in such a deep sleep.

something doesn't feel right...

"Shiyang," Wen Ting hurried to his room as she threw her schoolbag into the living room.

On the big wooden bed, Nan Shiyang's quilt was tightly covered, and even his head did not protrude.

On the top of the quilt, the fat cat ran around and stepped on it, causing a hole in the quilt.

Suddenly, Nan Shiyang turned over, and with a whoosh, the fat cat flew out.

With a sound of "meow", it just fell into Wen Tingxin's hand.

"Emma, ​​it wouldn't be good if this little thing of yours was broken." Thinking brokenly, she squatted down and put the fat cat on the ground.

He hurriedly ran to the bed again, tried to pull down the quilt, and a messy head poked out from inside.

"Shiyang, what's the matter with you?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wen Ting lowered her head and leaned closer, and the quilt was pulled down a little bit, revealing half of his face.

Wen Tingxin stretched out her hand and put the back of her hand on his forehead.

"No way." In disbelief, she leaned her cheek and pressed it against his forehead, the scorching heat was really scary.

"Shiyang, wake up." Patting his cheek, Wen Ting lowered the quilt a little more, "Have a fever, right? Do you feel uncomfortable? Ah?"

At that time, Nan Shiyang was sleeping in a daze. Hearing her voice, he reluctantly raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "Wen Tingxin, it's you..."

Afterwards, his subordinates fiddled and covered the quilt again.

"Hey, don't sleep. You've been sleeping all day and night." Wen Tingxin put her hands on the quilt as she bent down, trying to pull it down, "Is it uncomfortable? Can I take you to see a doctor? "

Think about this kid, he was drenched in the heavy rain the day before yesterday, and he was still tossing in the water for so long last night. The most important thing is... After taking a shower, he waited for a long time for her to deliver his clothes...

It's over now, I guess I'm really sick...

"Shiyang, wake up." Wen Ting pulled the quilt with both hands, pulling her heart down.He didn't protect it too much, so it was easy to pull it off like this.

All of a sudden, the light came through, and Nan Shiyang's brows were knotted.

"Wen Tingxin, what's the matter?" Rubbing his eyes for a long time, Nan Shiyang failed to open his eyes to see her.His eyelids were heavy, and although he could hear her voice, he couldn't keep them open.

"I still want to ask what's wrong with you? Why are you so weak? Is it uncomfortable somewhere?" Wen Ting lowered her head and pressed his forehead again, very anxious, "Get up and follow me to the hospital, you have a fever. "

"I'm fine." Turning over, hugging the pillow in his arms, Nan Shiyang kowtowed and said, "Let me sleep for a while, I haven't slept enough yet."

In fact, last night, Nan Shiyang really didn't sleep much.I was so excited until five or six in the morning that I fell asleep groggyly.

Maybe it was also because he thought too much at night, so he was hot all over, and he didn't cover himself with a quilt all night.

He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, the burning heat in his chest spread all over his body, and then he couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to the bathroom and poured two buckets of cold water down.Finally calmed down.

This tossed all night, whether he was sick or not, Nan Shiyang himself was not sure.

The feeling of insomnia is indescribable.

All night long, with sore eyes, he had to forcibly suppress the active thoughts surging in his mind.But this thing is out of control.

then……

"You've been sleeping for a whole day. Wake up quickly and go to the hospital with me?" Seeing his lazy appearance, Wen Ting felt very helpless.

"Let's go to the hospital to have a look, come back and continue to sleep, okay?" Pushing his shoulder, the kid didn't respond at all.

"Otherwise, just sleep for a while, I'll call the car later, and you can get up right away, okay?" She tried to call again, and seeing that the one on the bed still didn't respond, Wen Ting felt that her whole brain was in a state of confusion. Swelled up.

"Boy, if you don't get up again, your grandpa will come!" In desperation, she even tried to threaten her with the old man.

As it turned out, nothing worked.

Wen Ting had never encountered such a situation before, and Wen Ting felt a little overwhelmed.

To be honest, at the age of 32, she has seen all kinds of scenes, has been in contact with all industries, and has never been afraid of anything, but she has never taken care of patients.

Let alone taking care of the sick, she has never tried taking care of a normal person.

In her previous life, she had always been self-centered, whether it was making money or spending money, struggling or consuming, she only had to take care of herself.

Normally, if she got sick, she would rush to the hospital immediately, so at this time, she didn't understand any simple medical knowledge.

"What should I do, it's really..." Wen Ting scratched her head in distress, her face was depressed.

She felt that she had a fever and a cold, so she could go to the hospital and take some medicine and get an injection. At most, she would feel uncomfortable for a few days. Drink more boiled water, and it would be fine.

But what if you don't want to go to the hospital?

Is it okay to just boil water? !
I was really made to cry by myself!

"Shiyang, can you wake up? Let's go to the hospital, shall we?" Wen Ting lowered her head and tried to ask again.

At this time, Nan Shiyang turned around cooperatively, dropped the pillow, and took her to his side and hugged her.

Rubbing her hot cheek against her shoulder, she muttered in a daze, "Sleep for a while, it will be fine after a while."

From this point of view, he probably wouldn't want to get up either.

"Okay, you go to sleep." Reluctantly answered, Wen Ting patted him on the back heartily.

(End of this chapter)