Chapter 517

Lin Li drove back, thinking repeatedly about what Su Yicheng had just said to her in the coffee shop.

"At the beginning, you and Cheng Xiang had ten years of love, and even had children, but they didn't get married in the end. If it's fate for two people to get married and live together, then why don't you and Zhou Han have such a fate?"

The car stopped in the parking lot of the building. Lin Li didn't get off immediately.

Sitting with her head up and her eyes closed, many pictures of her and Zhou Han coming out of her mind. It is clear that they haven't lived together for a long time, even less than half a year. But in retrospect, they seem to have managed a lot, and they are almost catching up with her and Cheng Xiang for 10 years.

"Is it really the fate of husband and wife?"

Murmur low voice asks, also do not know is to ask oneself or who.

After sitting in the car for a while, Lin Li opened the door and went to the elevator with her bag in her hand. She wondered whether she would like to cook something to deal with when she was waiting alone at night.

When he opened the door to get his shoes from the shoe cabinet, he was surprised that Zhou Han's shoes were taken off at random, one here and one there.

"Have you come back yet?" Murmuring in a low voice, he reached out to put his shoes in place, and then took the slippers to change for himself.

Back to the room, he put down his bag, changed into a loose suit of clothes, and then raised his hand to see the time. It was already more than six o'clock. Originally, he wanted to deal with it casually at night. Now that Zhou Han has come back, it is better to do something.

Thinking, side out of the room toward the study in the past, reached out and knocked on the door, waiting outside for a while, no one answered, picked eyebrows, directly opened the door to enter, the study is a dark, even no point.

This is a little strange. According to Zhou Han's character, he must have come back to study.

Although confused, Lin Li still turned to the master bedroom. She was still polite before she pushed the door in. She reached out and knocked. No one answered. She pushed the door directly. The light in the room was on. Zhou Han was lying on the bed, casually pulling the quilt over her body.

"Zhou Han?" Lin Li came forward and frowned because of doubt.

When he got closer, he found that his whole body was surrounded by his hands, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his discomfort and discomfort were all written on his face.

"Zhou Han..." Lin Li called his name softly. She reached out and stuck it on his forehead. The heat from the palm of her hand was a little hot. She was surprised and pushed him. She said, "Zhou Han, you have a fever."

Zhou Han turned over, looked up at her with some tired eyes, and then forced his eyes again. He said powerlessly, "let me sleep for a while."

"No, you have to go to the hospital." Lin Li said that she would pull him up. His temperature was too high to be frightening. The fever was no more than a common cold. She had to lower the temperature.

"Leave me alone." Zhou Han waved off her hand, turned back and whispered, "I'll just sleep."

"No way!" Lin Li insisted on pulling him to the hospital. "You get up quickly. I'll take you to the hospital." Then he reached out to pull him up.

Zhou Han was pulled by her a little impatient, a turn, and then a force directly pulled her to the bed, arms strong will her in his arms, lift legs pressed her legs, pressed Lin Li, she did not have time to do the resistance, voice full of strong tired and powerless, a little bit hoarse, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I sleep on good."

"But you have a fever!" Being pressed by him like this, Lin Li struggled to break free, but could not make strength at all.

"Alas On the top of his head, Zhou Han sighed and said, "I'm very tired. You let me have a quiet sleep."

After hearing this, Lin Li stopped her movements, fell in his arms and did not dare to move again, but she was still worried that his fever would become serious. After thinking for a while, she said, "you don't want to go to the hospital. Let me buy you some medicine?"

"No Zhou Han leaned and loosened her, lifted her whole body up, let her head rest on his arm, and then the other hand domineering around her waist, his forehead leaning against her head, said, "no, you can sleep with me for a while."

As they were too close, as soon as he spoke, the heat was blowing all over Lin Li's face. I don't know whether their posture is too close at the moment or because of Zhou Han's fever, and the whole person's temperature is rising. The hot air is so hot that it can almost burn people.

Lin Li was his heat blowing the whole person some dry heat up, stretched out his hand to push him, "that, then you first let me up."

Zhou Han did not let go, but held her more tightly, "just sleep with me." The voice becomes a little melodious because of its weakness, and the ending is a little long.

Being held in his arms, Lin Li opened her mouth and finally could not say a word of refusal. She could only smash her mouth and give up. She still held herself, thinking that she would get up after she fell asleep.

Zhou Han didn't speak any more. He held her in his arms and slept with his eyes closed.

Maybe he was really tired and didn't sleep very long. Maybe he had a stuffy nose. His snoring became heavy.

Lin Li gently took away the hand that was put on her waist, then carefully lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Then she turned around and put out her hand to probe his forehead. Compared with the temperature just now, it seemed that the temperature was a little lower, but it was still high and frightening. She frowned slightly and got up and turned around to go out.After all, Zhou Han didn't want to go to the hospital, so Lin Li finally took the car key and drove to the nearest drugstore to buy some medicine for reducing fever. She was still a little worried, so she took a piece of antipyretic paste again.

When he came back again, Zhou Han was still asleep. He burned hot water to the cup and cooled it. Then he took it into the room. He first tore off the antipyretic sticker he had bought from the drugstore and stuck it on his forehead. Then he reached out and gently shook his body and called softly: "wake up, Zhou Han, wake up."

Zhou Han lightly murmured, frowned and opened his eyes. Seeing her, he closed his eyes again.

Lin Li stretched out his hand and struggled to pull him up. She sat down beside the bed and asked him to sit on her body. She said, "come on, take the medicine first. You can't have a fever. You must get rid of the fever first." Then he brought the water to his mouth and fed him a mouthful to moisten his throat. Then he took the antipyretic medicine and put it into his mouth. Then he took it with water.

"Cough..." Some of Zhou Han was choked, and the whole person coughed badly, "cough..."

Seeing this, Lin Li quickly reached out and patted his quilt, to follow the gas, while nervously asked: "how, choked you?"

Zhou Han coughed for a while. He always stopped. His whole face was choked and turned red. His eyes were clear when he looked at Lin Li. The haze and drowsiness that had just filled his eyes all faded away. He just looked at Lin Li like this.

Lin Li thought he had a bad cough. "Is it hard? Do you want to drink some more water?"

Zhou Han shook his head, staring at Lin Li, frowned and said, "bitter!"

Lin Li was stunned and then reacted. What he said was drug bitterness. Looking at his resolute face with childishness that didn't conform to his image and age, she couldn't help but smile and said, "good medicine tastes bitter."

The wrinkles between Zhou Han's eyebrows seemed deeper, "I don't like it." It was a look of disgust.

Lin Li chuckled at the corner of her mouth, "if you are not ill, who likes to take medicine ah, OK, I'll go out to cook you some porridge, eat some light, will be more comfortable, if you feel uncomfortable, sleep for a while, OK, I'll call you again."

Zhou Han nodded slightly, and suddenly found something. He reached out to his forehead and touched something cold. He stretched out his hand and tore it off.

"Well, what did you tear it off for?" Lin Li reached out and took it from his hand, ready to stick it to his forehead again, but it was caught by his hand.

"This is for children. How can you bring it to me?" Frowning, Zhou Han expressed his strong dissatisfaction.

Lin Li was so angry and funny that she gave him a glance and said, "the sick are children. How can we have so many rules and regulations?" Then he shook off his hand and put it back on his forehead. "This is very effective for cooling down."

"It works for children, not for adults." Zhou Han some awkward said, she just paste up, then want to tear it off, but Lin Li stopped.

"No tearing!" Lin Li stopped, "it's useless and you can't tear it!"

Zhou Han looked at her, frown very tight, but eventually did not stretch out his hand to tear the thing on the forehead.

Seeing this, Lin Li stood up and said, "you go to sleep, I'll go out to cook porridge." Turning around, the corner of her mouth could not help but bend a beautiful arc. She had never thought that a man who was usually serious and strict would look like a child when he was sick.

Watching her go out, Zhou Han's eyebrows were always frowning, and his hands touched the things on his forehead. Finally, he lay down and went to sleep.

Lin Li kept stirring the porridge in the casserole, trying to make the porridge more fragrant and sticky. Looking at the thick porridge in the pot, she scooped and blew it, tasted it in her mouth, nodded, and turned off the fire.

Filled with a bowl of salt, but back into Zhou Han's room, wake him up.

Zhou Han seemed to be a little hungry. Even if he didn't have any food and only added a few pieces of salt, Zhou Han ate two bowls of rice with good appetite, which made him sweat a lot.

Lin Li wrung a towel to let him wipe his body, "don't take a bath tonight. Tomorrow morning, the high fever will go down and wash again."

Zhou Han nodded and did not refuse.

Looking at him, Lin Li said again, "have a good sleep." Then he was ready to go out with the bowl.

Zhou Han saw that she was leaving, "stay at night."

Lin Li was stunned. Naturally, she knew what he meant by his words. She had lived in this house. If she wanted to stay, she would not be asked to stay in the guest room, but to stay in this room.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Zhou Han said, "I'm sick now. Maybe it's serious at night. You can stay here to take care of me."

Lin Li turned her head and took a look at him. "What crow's mouth? Where are people cursing themselves?" Then he turned and walked towards the door.

"Lin Li!"

Stopped, sighed, did not look back, only said: "I always put the bowl down first!"

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