Huo Jingchen holds Zhao Siqing to get on the bus quickly and says in a deep voice, "go to the hospital!"

"Yes." Tang Zhi hurriedly drove and did not forget to take a look at Zhao Siqing in the rearview mirror.

Huo Jingchen looked down at the woman in her arms and couldn't help but wring her eyebrows.

Originally gentle and light woman will blush red with small face burning, and her lips will be slightly dry. She will rest quietly in her arms, which is lovely and painful.

Huo Jingchen lowered his head and gently pasted the temperature on her forehead with his side face. His voice was low and dumb: "how hard is it?"

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled, slowly opened his eyes and watched him shake his head.

In fact, she's OK. She has a fever and a cold. It's certain that she's uncomfortable, but it's not enough to say how intolerable she is.

"I'll call you when I get to the hospital." Huo Jingchen whispered.

"Good..."

Zhao Siqing responded in a low voice, a little hoarse.

Originally, Zhao Siqing had a drowsy head, and the temperature in the car was high. He soon went to sleep.

Huo Jingchen took her to the hospital to draw blood and hang water. When Zhao Siqing woke up, there was not much left.

She was awakened by the heat, sweating all over, subconsciously trying to push the quilt away.

"Don't move." Huo Jingchen held her hand and began to speak in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing wakes up, looks at the man who has been guarding the bedside and whispers: "you have been here?"

Then she looked at the time. It was eight o'clock in the evening.

"Where else do you want me to go." Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice, and his dark eyes looked directly at her.

Zhao Siqing is only showing a small head outside, blinking at him without making a sound, with a few points.

Huo Jingchen bowed his head and kissed her eyes. In a soft voice, he said, "I'll toss myself like this when I'm away for a few days, eh?"

"It's called falling ill. Maybe I'm angry with you." Zhao Siqing responds with a warm voice.

Huo Jingchen chuckled. Seeing that she had the strength to answer back, he felt that she was much better.

After hanging a bottle, the nurse came to hang another bottle, and then asked: "this bottle should be sweating again after beating, and then the fever should be able to completely retreat, and then hang it once a day for three days."

After the nurse left, Zhao Siqing couldn't help but want to take his hand out secretly.

She's so hot Just want to breathe.

Can move then by Huo Jingchen stuffed back, Huo Jingchen black eyes straight at her low voice warning: "move again I will pick you up."

Zhao Siqing froze for a few seconds, but felt that the hair in front of the temples was stuck on his cheek, which was not good.

But to Huo Jingchen's dark eyes, she did not dare to move.

Zhao Siqing blinked at the man beside him and said softly, "but I'm so hot."

Huo Jingchen couldn't help kissing her little face, and said in a low voice, "if you take off the heat, you will get rid of it. If you take off the heat, you will get rid of the quilt."

"You're a hooligan again!" Zhao Siqing was a little annoyed. His little face, which was already hot, was even hotter for a while.

Huo Jingchen looked at her eyes, chuckled and said, "if you are ill tomorrow, I will help you sweat."

"How can you help me exercise?" Zhao Siqing was at a loss. He felt that he was ill and had no strength to exercise.

On her clear and moist eyes, Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened a few minutes and said slowly, "how about bed sports?"

Zhao Siqing's face turned red and he pulled the cushion on one side and smashed it at him: "Huo Jingchen, what are you loading in your mind all day long? How can there be so many colored wastes?"

Huo Jingchen catches the pillow, puts her arm back again, murmurs vaguely: "naturally, you are the one who wears clothes, you who don't wear clothes..."

"Huo Jingchen!!!" Zhao Siqing is in a hurry.