Chapter 53

The next morning, when Mu Chengyan got up, Dai Yizhi had already made breakfast.

Hot porridge on the table, the kitchen heard "Wuwu" sound, he stepped to the kitchen door, saw her standing in front of the soybean milk machine grinding soybean milk.

After grinding the soybean milk, Dai Yi wants to go to the door. When she looks up, she sees that Mu Chengyan has got up. She goes over: "good morning, Mr. Mu!"

Mu Chengyan looked at her face with the usual clever smile, completely unable to distinguish whether she is still angry.

He looked at her with drooping eyelids. He had no spirit on his face. He looked like he was in a bad mood and didn't sleep well.

Dai Yi knew that his face was not right, and he was afraid that he would be ill, so he stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand, and explored his forehead a little difficultly. His delicate eyebrows twisted slightly, and his voice was concerned: "Mr. mu, are you sick? Why is your face so bad? "

Mu Chengyan was not sure whether she was still angry, but after she made this move, he was so happy that he almost flew up with fireworks in his head.

Suddenly found that the original sick can get a person's care, although he did not, but at this moment, he decided he was sick!

He put his fist to his lips and coughed twice, pretending to be uncomfortable and said, "maybe I have a cold."

Dai Yizhi didn't find any symptoms of body heat after probing his body temperature, but she was still not at ease, holding the cup of soybean milk in one hand and his left hand in the other hand to pull people out of the kitchen.

She led the man to the dining table and sat down. She put the soy milk in his hand and said in a very serious tone: "Mr. mu, you have some porridge first. I'll get a thermometer to measure your temperature."

Mu Chengyan reached out and took a sip of the hot soybean milk. It was very strong and not too sweet. After drinking it, I felt warm in my stomach.

The mood suddenly a little floating.

The prince thinks a little.

Dai Yizhi takes out an electronic probe from the medical medicine box. First, she cleans the probe head with alcohol, and then she takes it to Mu Chengyan to measure her temperature.

After turning on the switch, she handed the probe to Mu Chengyan: "Mr. mu, you clip it under your armpit. When you hear it make a" drop "sound, it means that the measurement is done."

Mu Chengyan looked down at her and put on a very innocent and pitiful look: "my right hand is injured, I can't take it."

"... you can use your left hand." Dai Yizhi maintained the posture of handing him the electronic probe and did not move.

Well, Mu Chengyan was expecting her to get it for herself.

He reached for the needle, put his hand through the neckline and tucked it under his armpit.

Then, after waiting for a few moments, the probe didn't sound the sound of a good measurement. Dai Yizhi looked at him suspiciously: "Mr. mu, are you sure you have clamped it with your hand?"

"Sure."

Dai Yizhi feels very strange. She has just checked it, and there is no problem with the probe.

After thinking about it, there was only one possibility: "Mr. mu, did you go to the clothes? It has not been measured up to now, which means that your position is not right. "

Mu Chengyan directly took out the heat probe and handed it to her: "you come!"

“……”

Do you really think he can't even take a temperature?

Yushu Linfeng is elegant and graceful. How can he be!

He just wants Dai Yizhi to help test him.

The prince is a scheming boy. The appraisal is over!

Dai Yizhi took a deep breath, adjusted his facial expression, and tried to treat Mu Chengyan as a child who needed to be taken care of: "Mr. mu, you should lift your arm first."

Mu Chengyan raised his hand with cooperation. Seeing Dai Yizhi's appearance of "facing the battlefield", he felt a little funny. He closed his eyes, his smile spread in the fundus of his eyes, and the radian of his mouth raised.

Dai Yizhi unconsciously bit his lips, one hand gently pinched one end of his neckline, the other hand pinched the heat probe to his armpit.

As a nurse, it's too easy to measure her temperature, and even ordinary people don't have to learn, but I don't know why she is so nervous.

"Mr. mu, please clamp your arm."

After confirming that Mu Chengyan had clamped the probe, she was relieved and stood aside.

Mu Chengyan frowned slightly and realized that he might have bullied people too much. He felt that Dai Yizhi was a little afraid of him now.

Waiting for the "drop" sound, he took out the probe and put it on Dai Yizhi's hand.

Dai Yizhi's hands are really small, white and pink, with clear lines. His fingers are not very long. They look very soft. They are a pair of delicate hands.

She picked up the heat probe and looked at the data displayed on her eyes. She made a confused "Yi" sound, and then looked at Mu Chengyan: "Mr. mu, your temperature is normal, there is no fever."

Mu Chengyan made a "Oh" sound, pursed some pale lips, held his head in his hand, and showed a weak look: "that's strange. How can I feel weak, depressed, and have no appetite?"

Although Dai Yizhi didn't feel that he looked weak, depressed and had no appetite, since he said that himself, it should be uncomfortable.

She thought about it for a while and said to him, "Mr. Namu, please have some porridge first. I'll find two cold pills for you later."

Sometimes Dai yizhizhen thinks that Mu Chengyan is a bit strange. Not long ago, he said that he is weak, depressed and has no appetite.

When she took the cold medicine to remind him to eat, she found that he had finished all the porridge, had drunk all the soybean milk, and had eaten one of the boiled eggs on the plate

Eat so much, say good have no appetite?

Mu Chengyan saw her coming towards her with cold medicine, drew a paper towel and wiped her mouth. She stood up and said to her, "don't take the medicine. I'm ok."

Dai Yizhi saw that he was in such a full state of spirit that he thought that he didn't need to take any medicine.

"Clean up and go out this morning."

Dai Yi know "Oh" sound, obediently clean up the tableware on the table.

After half an hour or so, they went out of the door together.

Today, it's a little cold outside, and Dai Yizhi is afraid of the cold. She almost wrapped herself up as a small zongzi, and there is no place on her whole body that is not tight.

On the contrary, Mu Chengyan's clothes look really thin.

What can be seen inside is a sweater, with a coat, black trousers and a pair of small white shoes that have not changed for thousands of years. Perhaps the only thing that makes people feel warm is the velvet scarf he wears around his neck.

The reflective elevator door clearly reflects the two people's appearance, and the clothes on the body separate them into two seasons.

Mu Chengyan on the left is in the warm spring.

Dai Yizhi on the right is in the cold winter.

Dai Yi doesn't know if he thinks that Mu Chengyan wants to be elegant but not warm. It's so cold outside. How can he wear so little?

Upholding humanitarianism, she intends to tell him that it is wrong for people to have such an idea.

When Mu Chengyan saw that she was serious enough to reason with himself, he immediately felt a little amused, especially when she was very excited.

"I'm wearing thick." He said.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, he reached out and grabbed her hand and pressed it on his stomach through his clothes.

Pick eyebrow to look at her, the voice is pressed a little low by him: "don't believe words you touch."