Chapter 444

Bo Yan hugged Shi Cheng from behind, but he didn't expect that Shi Cheng's body was also very hot. Before long, Shi Cheng began to be restless in his sleep, some confused and some pain in his brain.

"Sir, this is a quick acting antipyretic and I brought a thermometer!"

The domestic servants usually come back only in the afternoon and when cooking. They are usually absent, but today Shi Cheng seems to be in poor health, so she was asked to stay. Now Bo Yan asked her to get medicine and thermometer.

Shi Cheng subconsciously raised his hand and held the cuff of Bo Yan's shirt. Bo Yan hung his eyes and saw her action. He didn't get up and leave. He held her with his backhand, "don't be afraid, I won't go."

Bo Yan's quiet voice seemed to be the most effective tranquilizer. Shi Cheng opened his eyes weakly and still held on to his cuff.

Seeing her appearance, Bo Yan took her temperature directly, and then Shi Cheng heard him say, "39 degrees."

"Go get the ice bag."

Bo Yan looked at the servant standing on one side.

The servant hurried to the kitchen and brought some ice. Shi Cheng knew that she would have a fever every time she caught a cold. She had been used to it for a long time, and Bo Yan knew it, so she often told her not to catch a cold.

"Come on, take the medicine." Bo Yan helped her up from bed.

Shi Cheng leaned in his arms and didn't earn anything. She frowned only when he fed the antipyretic medicine to his mouth. She really seldom took medicine before.

"Be obedient and take the medicine."

Shi Cheng's eyes implored, "can you not eat?"

Bo Yan said with a low smile, "do you want me to feed you another way?"

Hearing the speech, Shi Cheng asked in a curious whisper, "what method?"

Are you going to prepare some sweets for her? When taking medicine before, Bo Yan did so.

However, the sugar in Shi Cheng's imagination did not appear. Bo Yan directly sent the medicine to his mouth under Shi Cheng's eyes.

Shi Cheng understood at that moment, hurriedly raised his hand to block it, and then carefully pressed his hand to feed the pills into his mouth.

Although she doesn't object to his mouth to mouth feeding herself, she doesn't want to infect him with a cold.

Bitterness spread in her mouth. She frowned, hurriedly took the glass he handed, drank a mouthful of warm water, swallowed the medicine, but felt her throat bitter.

"How bitter."

"Knowing that the weather is cold, you don't even wear a coat when you go out. Do you want to be locked at home by me every autumn and winter?"

Bo Yan has some helplessness in his tone. Shi Cheng is still pregnant with a child. Even a small cold is not very good for her body.

Shi Cheng still leaned against his arms and refused to move. He just drank a few salivas. He didn't feel as bad as he just did, but he didn't have much strength.

Seeing that she was sick and full of dependence, Bo Yan sighed slightly. Cold medicine and antipyretic medicine had a little hypnotic element, and she closed her eyes and was sleepy.

Bo Yan reached out to hold Shi Cheng. Seeing that her sleep came too fast, she leaned so quietly in his arms. Only she breathed quietly and evenly in the air.

He sighed gently, leaned over and put her on the bed. His sight inadvertently touched her body wrapped in a bath towel. The frozen snow on his chest was soft, and his long hair hung down.

Bo Yantong's eyes were slowly dark. At the same time, he felt her hands cold, hot, but her hands were very cold. He looked at her snow-white feet exposed outside the bath towel. He touched it and found that her feet were also cold, as cold as her hands.

Shi Cheng hummed softly in his sleep, as if he felt very comfortable because of the warm temperature suddenly coming from his hands and feet.

In fact, Shi Cheng didn't sleep steadily. She was already hot and her whole body was covered. She was getting more and more uncomfortable. She moved faintly, but she was held down by Bo Yan.

"It's so hot..."

Shi Cheng said vaguely, trying to kick away the quilt.

Bo Yan held her by her side and covered the quilt she tried to kick off again and again until her hands and feet were no longer so cold, and the temperature dropped a lot because she covered her sweat. Bo Yan touched her sweaty hair, "bear it, the fever won't be so uncomfortable anymore."

At midnight, Shi Cheng suddenly woke up for a while and looked at the man close at hand.

She looked at him silently because of a high fever and some blood in the bottom of her eyes.

After being watched by her for a minute, Bo Yan opened his eyes, "wake up? I've heated some porridge for you."

Shi Cheng hurriedly grabbed his hand and refused to let go, "I don't eat, don't go..."

The dependence and attachment in the voice are undisguised.

Bo Yan wanted to pull his hand, so he stopped in place. Shi Cheng rarely relied on him at such a fragile time, so he stretched out his hand to hold people in his arms and touched her forehead. "It's still very uncomfortable?"

Shi Cheng shook his head, "much better."

The servant had brought up the porridge. Bo Yan took the bowl. Shi Cheng smelled the taste of the white porridge. There seemed to be some meat foam in it. It was very fragrant. She looked into the bowl and was even more hungry.

Fever used to consume energy in her body, and now she is pregnant. Shi Cheng feels even more hungry.

Bo Yan took his hand away from her, took her shoulder with one hand, and asked her to sit up and lean against his arms.

Although Shi Cheng was not so dizzy, he was still weak and leaned against Bo Yan's chest as if he had no bones.

Her eyes were always fixed on the porridge in the bowl, like a kitten begging her master to feed her.

Bo Yan fed a spoonful of porridge to her mouth: "open your mouth."

This time, Shi Cheng was obedient and obediently opened his mouth. When swallowing, he only felt that the taste buds were awakened. It was really fragrant.

Seeing that she was willing to eat and satisfied, Bo Yan fed her a whole bowl one by one.

Shi Cheng lay back in bed with enough food and drink and enjoyed Bo Yan's care.

"I'm sweating. Can I take another bath?"

"The fever hasn't completely subsided. Wash it tomorrow morning."

"But I feel so wet..."

"Endure one night, sleep for a few hours, and take your temperature again after dawn."

Bo Yan lay down beside her. Shi Cheng began to gather around him until he was held in his arms. At the same time, he patted her on the back to let her sleep quickly.

Finally, because Shi Cheng couldn't sleep without taking a bath, she finally asked Bo Yan to take another bath.

After washing her whole body, she felt more relaxed. Shi Cheng felt better. Then she was wrapped in a bath towel and held back to bed by Bo Yan.

But this time Bo Yan didn't sleep with her again.

Shi Cheng turned over, looked at the man who slept with his back to her, raised his finger and poked on his back.

"Why do you turn your back to me?" Shi Cheng asked in a low voice.

Bo Yan didn't answer. He held Shi Cheng's small hand and pressed it.

"Sleep." Bo Yan's voice was a little hoarse.