The middle-aged woman and the nurse all stared at her in surprise, and even the person in the hospital bed next to her looked at her with strange eyes.

The female nurse was stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Lu, shook her head and sighed and left, the middle-aged woman comforted her and said: "Girl, don't listen to that nurse, I don't think that young man is like that! Just now before leaving, he said that he would be back in an hour, and told me for a long time, looking at his anxious appearance, I don't think it is fake! I should be back soon, don't worry, come, wipe my tears." She took a tissue and handed it to Yang Lu.

Yang Lu took the tissue in confusion, but forgot to wipe it.

The middle-aged woman stood up and looked at Yang Lu's infusion bag with half of the medicine, patted the back of her hand gently, turned around and sat down on the bed next to her.

Ten minutes later, Wen Feng appeared at the door of the infusion room panting. Seeing Yang Lu with her eyes open, she took two steps to the side of the bed and asked, "Awake?..... It's better?..... Hungry or not?..... "Apparently not out of breath yet.

Yang Lu saw that it was Wen Feng, her dim eyes had a brilliance again, and she hurriedly asked, "Where have you been?"

"I asked if you wanted to eat?" Wen Feng's face sank and he said coldly.

"Oh, I ...... I want to drink water......"

Wen Feng walked over and took the water cup, poured out half of the water that was already cold, picked up the kettle and poured some hot water, and mixed the water temperature to just drinkable temperature, before helping her up and letting her drink.

"You're back? The middle-aged woman next to her said with a smile.

"Yes, thank you, Auntie. Wen Feng said gratefully.

"No thanks, no thanks, take good care of this girl. After speaking, the middle-aged woman smiled and glanced at Yang Lu.

Yang Lu blushed and smiled at her and said, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

After Yang Lu finished the infusion in the afternoon, the nurse came over and told her to come over tomorrow morning to continue the drip, and took some medicine and handed it to Wen Feng, if the fever is above 38.5 degrees, drink this bottle, and the other medicine boxes are written very clearly, just eat according to the instructions.

Wen Feng helped her out of the hospital, and Yang Lu whispered, "Can you send me back to school?"

Wen Feng stopped a taxi, helped her sit in the back seat, sat next to her and said to the driver, "Master, go to the Asian Games Village!"

Yang Lu glanced at Wen Feng suddenly, slowly leaned his head on his shoulder, and gently supported his arm with both hands, this time Wen Feng did not withdraw his arm.

It's still that simple one-bedroom apartment, or Yang Lu is sick, and it's still the same two people, but their identities this time are a little confusing.

Wen Feng knew that people with fever had a bad appetite, and they mainly focused on light. He first put Yang Lu on the bed in the bedroom, then went downstairs to the vegetable market and the supermarket to buy some eggs, vegetables, fruits, millet, fermented bean curd and milk, a thermometer and two clean towels.

In the evening, he made egg custard four or five times in the kitchen before he finally succeeded. He didn't know why he could do it all at once last time, the same steps, the same operation, the same raw materials, and this time he wasted a lot of eggs.

Wen Feng hugged her up, put a pillow behind her, and brought the bowl to her, Yang Lu looked at it in a daze, remembering that February two years ago, a boy prepared two flavors of egg custard, the same boy and this time in front of her was the only flavor she liked to eat.

Wen Feng took a spoonful and put it to her mouth, Yang Lu didn't raise her head and opened her small mouth to eat it, tears rolling down.

Wen Feng silently spoonful after spoonful, and Yang Lu's tears were also dropping one by one, and some dripped directly into the yellow and clear egg custard in the spoon.

After feeding her, Wen Feng hid in the kitchen and smoked a cigarette, and just after two puffs, he heard a muffled sound of "dong" in the bedroom, and he hurriedly threw the cigarette into the pool and rushed into the bedroom.

Yang Lu was holding the bed with both hands and wanted to stand up by herself, the sound just now should be the sound of her falling, Wen Feng hurriedly went up to the front half of the floor and helped her sit on the bed.

"It's fierce. Yang Lu explained.

"Why are you getting out of bed?" was the first thing Wen Feng said to her after leaving the hospital.

"I want to go to the toilet. ”

Wen Feng helped her out of bed, her feet shook twice as soon as she touched the ground, and Wen Feng blurted out, "Are you okay?"

"It's just that the legs are a little weak. ”

He helped him into the bathroom half-up-and-half-hugged again, Yang Lu's pale face was dyed with a hint of redness, and he said embarrassedly, "You go out." ”

Her voice sounded a little better than it had been in the morning, or maybe she had a little strength from eating.

......

After Wen Feng gave her the medicine for the night, he went back to the sofa in the living room and lay down, he couldn't sleep, and he didn't know how long it took, he got up from the sofa, walked to the bedroom gently, and looked at Yang Lu who was sleeping by the moonlight through the window, and he had been looking at her carefully for a long, long time......

He couldn't help but lean over and kiss her cheek gently, gently, gently, huh? Wen Feng felt the temperature like fire on his lips, he was startled, and hurriedly reached out to touch Yang Lu's forehead. Fuck it, is this hospital selling fake medicine, why is it still so hot, he was sure that the temperature was 100% more than 38.5 degrees, but he still took the thermometer and shook it a few times, and put it under Yang Lu's armpit.

When his body temperature rose, he rushed to the kitchen again, made a large pot of hot water, and ran back to the bedroom.

Five minutes later he took out a thermometer, 39.6 degrees.

He hurriedly brought the antipyretic medicine over and called softly: "Yang Lu...... Yang Lu...... Took the medicine ......."

Yang Lu opened her eyes in a daze and said, "Cold ......"

"If you drink this medicine, you won't be cold. Wen Feng helped her up and said that after he fed Yang Lu and took the medicine, he put her on the bed again.

Physical cooling, physical cooling, physical cooling......

He first went to the bathroom to get two new towels he had just bought, one of which was sticky with cold water and applied to Yang Lu's forehead, he quickly ran to the kitchen, the water had not yet boiled, he opened the lid of the pot, reached out and touched it, the temperature was hot, it should be okay, and found a basin and poured a basin full of water back to the bedroom.

He lifted the quilt aside and soaked it in hot water over another towel to wipe her joints over and over again......

Wen Feng didn't know how many times he changed the basin of water and how many times he wiped it, Yang Lu's skin was faintly red, and his body was already soaked with sweat, was it the medicine that worked? Or did the physical cooling work? He didn't know, he only knew that Yang Lu's body temperature had finally dropped, and the scale of the thermometer was 37 degrees.

He let out a long breath and gently covered her with the quilt. Only then did he realize that Yang Lu had been silently looking at him with his eyes open.