The sick bag lady dressed as the villain

Chapter 352

He went upstairs to take a look at Su Wanwan's condition, sighed, and went downstairs to class.

What should she do with such a weak body?

He was all to blame for the heavy rain yesterday. He should have looked at her and asked her to take a hot bath and drink some banlangen.

It seems that the task of exercising her body is going to be put on the agenda.

She would think of Su Wanwan lying on the bed, her face flushed and listless, even her usually bright eyes became dull, without the usual arrogant and lively look, she became well-behaved and obedient.

But he didn't like the way she looked sick at all. He hoped that she would be healthy, carefree and happy.

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After school, Su Nian returned home quickly. The first thing she did when she entered the house was to throw her shoes aside. Before she even had time to take off her schoolbag, she quickly ran upstairs to see how Su Wanwan was doing.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the girl's dazed eyes, and tried to open his eyes, trying to see who it was.

Su Nian sat at the head of the bed, touched the water glass on the table, and found that the water was already completely cold. I don't know when Aunt Lu poured it for her.

He helped Su Wanwan tuck the corner of the quilt, then quietly walked out of the room with a cup in hand, went downstairs, took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser, and brought it back.

Seeing that Su Wanwan seemed to be awake, he carefully tested the temperature of the water, put the glass on the table beside him, and helped Su Wanwan up, "Come and drink some water, is it uncomfortable?"

It seemed that because of illness, her mind didn't turn so fast, Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then coughed, and replied hoarsely: "Actually, it's okay."

When Su Nian heard that her voice had become like this, his heart was filled with self-blame. Seeing the sick and tired expression on her face, his heart throbbed.

It's all his fault. If she had honestly borrowed an umbrella yesterday, she wouldn't have caught a cold.

He went downstairs to fetch a bottle of pink strawberry milk for Su Wanwan, poured it into a cup, heated it in the microwave, and served it to Su Wanwan.

Su Wanwan took the milk that Su Nian handed over, looked at him suspiciously, and slowly typed a question mark "?"

Su Nian helped her straighten the broken hair around her face, and stroked her sleeping hairy head, "Don't you like drinking strawberry milk?"

As we all know, the sense of taste of people with a cold is different from that of normal people. After taking a sip of this cup of strawberry milk, Su Wanwan felt that it was not sweet, but had a strange smell.

She frowned, and drank the glass of milk, in exchange for Su Nian rubbing the top of her head.

Su Wanwan was dumbfounded, she was sick, why did this person bully her like this.

She immediately struggled vigorously, resisted, buried her head in the cup, and buzzed from under the quilt: "What are you doing? Don't touch me, I have a cold and you still bully me!"

The tone was full of grievances, like a little milk cat, silly, fierce and fierce, cute enough to explode.

Su Nian withdrew her hand with a smile, and muttered softly, "Have you taken your medicine?"

Su Wanwan poked her little head out from under the quilt, and asked suspiciously, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again."

Su Nian's voice became louder, put away the cup that brought her milk, and said, "Have you taken your medicine yet?"

Su Wanwan nodded. Today the family doctor came and prescribed a lot of medicine for her.

(End of this chapter)