Chapter 323

Song Xi was a little angry with Gu Dongxu at noon. He said that she was bribed by Mrs. Qiao's name. Song Xi said back: "don't worry about the truth, you have to call me little aunt!"

Come on, hurt each other.

They are not really angry, but because of Georges Sheng, there is no apparent amiability. Because Song Xi is standing at Georges Sheng, he thinks that she is helping others, but Gu Dongxu just thinks that she values sex over friends.

It rained all the time outside. Song Xi didn't have much appetite. He fed cats and dogs at noon. He only ate a bag of cheese bread and drank half a cup of milk.

In the afternoon, she sat on the windowsill to look up information and prepare her thesis. She always devoted herself to her work, but today she is always absent-minded, looking up out of the window and teasing cats and dogs.

He didn't feel distracted. That's true. Song Xi simply put down his things and focused on sucking the cat while staring out of the window in a daze.

In the evening, Song Xi cooked spaghetti and mashed pork with potatoes. In fact, the taste was really good, but she didn't have much appetite, so she took advantage of the little wolf dog.

At about 11 o'clock in the night, Song Xi lay in bed and fell asleep. Before going to bed, he was still thinking that Georges Sheng would not come back tonight.

However, not long after she fell asleep, she was woken up by the ring of her mobile phone. She opened her eyes in a daze. Song Xi saw the words "Yuanbao" calling on the screen.

Almost instantly awake, Song Xi opened the connect button: "Hello, Yuanbao."

"I'm sorry to call you so late. You've had a rest, haven't you?"

Song Xi instinctively replied: "not yet. What's the matter?"

Yuanbao said: "brother Sheng has gone back, but he is not in good condition today. I want to take him to the hospital, but he refuses to go. I can only trouble you to take care of him."

Song Xi said quickly, "OK, has he come back? I'll go down and see him

Yuanbao answered, "he should have arrived."

Song Xi answers and gets out of bed, hangs up the phone and comes to the second floor. Song Xi knocks on the door, but no one answers. She increases the knock and says, "can I come in?"

Standing at the door for more than half a minute, Song Xi could not wait for George Sheng's answer, so he simply pressed down the door handle and pushed the door in.

If he doesn't have anything to do, he'll be scolded. If he does have something to do, she can't be helpless.

When the door was pushed open, it was dark inside. Song Xi walked in by the light of the corridor. She was familiar with his side and came to the bedside. She vaguely saw a long line of human shape beside the bed.

Step closer, Song Xi saw Georges Sheng back to his head, pink lips open, she whispered: "Georges Sheng."

He didn't make a sound, Song Xi also tentatively asked: "are you ok?"

George Sheng still doesn't make a sound. Song Xi is sure that something is wrong this time. He turns on the bedside lamp and leans over to look at his face.

George Sheng's eyes were closed, his face was slightly red, and there was a layer of sweat on the tip of his nose. Without saying a word, Song Xi raised his hand to touch under his banger. Sure enough, his palm was warm and moist.

I have a fever.

Because of physical contact, Georges Sheng opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were red and his brow frowned: "what are you doing?"

Song Xi said with worried eyes: "you have a fever."

George Sheng is very empty, powerless big way: "nothing."

Song Xi frowned more than he did: "how is it all right? Get up and I'll take you to the hospital. "

George Sheng is impatient: "not going."

Then he added, "go out, turn off the light."

It took Georges Sheng all his strength to say these two words. He didn't care whether Song Xi left or not, but he dropped his eyelids.

Used to his vigilance of strangers, Song Xi's heart softened at the sight that he was sick and withered, and that he was a butcher.

The first reaction is to raise her hand and turn off the bedside lamp. She has not been ill. People who are sick hate the strong light.

When she turns to go downstairs and comes up again, Song Xi has already taken out the thermometer with the medicine box. She goes to the bedside and gently lifts the quilt on Georges Sheng's body.

There is also a bathrobe under the quilt. Song Xi holds the principle of no man or woman in the eyes of the doctor, and directly touches his chest.

George Sheng is very uncomfortable. He is so uncomfortable that normal people may faint directly. However, he can still keep his eyes open, raise his hand and frown and ask, "what are you doing?"

Song Xi's hands are flexible, avoiding his obstruction, "take your temperature." As he spoke, he got into his bathrobe.

His body is hot, but Song Xi's hands are cool.

Holding the thermometer, he ran his fingers across his chest and put one end under his armpit. Song Xi drew back his hand and touched Georges Sheng's forehead.

Already very obvious fever, Song Xi side touch side way: "have dinner in the evening?"

George Sheng was confused and agitated. He didn't want to answer, but his mouth was out of control: "No."

Song Xi said, "I'll give you antipyretic medicine later, and then I'll go down and cook some porridge for you. If you don't go to the hospital, it depends on whether your fever can go back. If you don't, I can only call Yuanbao and ask him to pick you up."

George Sheng finally frowned: "you are so upset."

There is no light in the room, and Song Xi stands in the back light, but Georges Sheng sees the expression on the tower's face.

Sure enough, she could not distinguish between joy and anger. Then she said, "I'm annoyed. I don't know how to annoy you. If you have the ability, get up and beat me."

George Sheng:

He really wanted to hit her, but he didn't have the strength.

Song Xi turns and goes to the bathroom. When George Sheng hears the sound of water, he closes his eyes. His eyes are burning and his headache is splitting.

With a slight sound of footsteps, she knew that he was coming. Soon, a piece of warmth was applied on her face. Song Xi washed a cool towel to help him cool down.

George Sheng is very upset and wants to be alone for a while, but he also knows how good it is and what kind of comfort it is. For example, now he is hot as a brand iron and wants to be cool. Song Xi just satisfies him, so he doesn't let her go out.

George Sheng Liu Hai'er was wet with sweat. Song Xi changed his hair with a wet towel and showed his forehead.

After wiping his face, he could just look at the thermometer. Song Xi went to the corridor to see it. When he came back, he said, "39 degrees four, it's too high. Shall we go to the hospital?"

George Sheng instinctively frowned and said in a deep voice, "no

When Song Xi heard this sentence, he was full of middle spirit. He was quite elegant when he was not ill. The living king of hell is the living king of hell. If ordinary people have such a high fever, they may have withered long ago. Let's look at other people, tut.

George Sheng didn't know what song Xi was thinking. He didn't listen to her for a long time. He was afraid that she would go away in a fit of anger. As a result, Song Xi came to the bedside with a towel in his hand and politely asked his advice: "you are sweating a lot and you are wet. Do you want me to wipe it for you?"