"You're smart enough to drop a cup and call for help. Lu Zhiyao looked at Song Xiu's weak face, he couldn't bear it for a while, he covered him with the quilt, and looked at the time, Zhao Zhiheng had been downstairs for ten minutes.

It's too grinding, and it's still the first sprint, and the distance of a few hundred meters is gone.

Listening to the sound downstairs, Zhao Zhiheng ran upstairs at a speed of 100 meters, at this moment the hot water that Lu Zhiyao was boiling had already been boiled, she took a glass and poured half a cup, and let it warm.

"Sister, the medicine is here. ”

Lu Zhiyao took out a few capsules and tablets from the plastic plate according to the instructions, lowered his head and pushed Song Xiu.

"Teacher Song. ”

Song Xiu slept deeply, opened his eyes in a daze and moved, he didn't recognize who the person in front of him was because of the high fever and confusion, he only heard her say "take the medicine", he opened his mouth and swallowed the pill, the warm water flowed down the esophagus into the stomach, he felt that the stomach was not so empty, his brows loosened slightly, and he fell asleep on the bed again.

"It's a burn, did you buy a thermometer? Lu Zhiyao turned his head to Zhao Zhiheng and said.

Zhao Zhiheng nodded, took out the thermometer from the plastic bag, threw it to the right temperature, pulled the quilt open, and sandwiched it in Song Xiu's creaky nest.

How can such a big man not even take care of himself.

Zhao Zhiheng pursed his mouth and muttered quietly.

"What do you say? Lu Zhiyao knew that Zhao Zhiheng was complaining, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him, Zhao Zhiheng was bending over, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on Song Xiu.

Song Xiu frowned, Zhao Zhiheng was so frightened that he quickly jumped up.

The afternoon passed in a hurry, and seeing that it was almost dark, Song Xiu's parents still didn't go home.

Song Xiu's fever subsided slightly, Zhao Zhiheng wiped his body for half an afternoon to cool down, and was waiting for Song Xiu's parents to come back to take over, but it was dark, and it was still silent downstairs.

"That's it, you are watching Song Xiu here, I will go downstairs and call home, and ask Dad to ask Song Xiu's parents when they will come back, just to report to Dad that he is safe. ”

Lu Zhiyao went downstairs and used the phone in Song Xiu's living room to get through to the phone in his living room.

"Hey, Duanming, what's the matter?" It was Lu Daqing who answered the phone, looking at the number at Song Xiu's house, and subconsciously thought it was Song Duanming.

"Dad, it's me, your daughter. Lu Zhiyao touched the bridge of his nose and explained with some embarrassment.

"Yaoyao, why did you run to someone's house?!"

When Lu Daqing heard that it was his daughter, he almost slapped the table excitedly.

If you fall in love, you can't just run to other people's homes, can girls be a little more reserved?

"Song Xiu is sick, and Zhiheng and I are taking care of him. Lu Zhiyao heard his father's deep meaning, and hurriedly explained, "Teacher Song's parents have not come back, and Zhiheng and I can't leave, you can call Uncle Song first and ask Uncle Song when they will come back, Zhiheng and I also have to go home for dinner." ”

"Okay, then you wait, I'll call and ask. Lu Daqing took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, flipped out Song Duanming's phone number in the address book and called out.

The phone never hung up, and Lu Zhiyao almost listened to the chat between Lu Daqing and Song Duanming.

It is probably understood that Uncle Song and Aunt Song set off for a business trip early in the morning, and they couldn't come back for a while, so please ask their family to take care of Song Xiu, thank you very much.

"Hey, it's okay, anyway, our family Yaoyao and Song Xiu have a good relationship, Yaoyao and Zhiheng are on vacation, go back, I cooked for them to send over, let them stay in your house for one night today......" Lu Daqing and Song Duanming have a good relationship, and they like Song Xiu in their hearts, Song Xiu is sick and there is no one else to take care of him, so naturally he has to sacrifice the two idlers in the family to do this.

But Lu Zhiyao faintly felt that his father's words didn't feel right?

How does the word "good relationship" sound so ambiguous?

In the end, Lu Daqing hung up the call with Song Duanming, turned his head and said to Lu Zhiyao earnestly: "Your Uncle Song really can't come back, Song Xiu is seriously ill, I will trouble you and Zhiheng to take care of it today, and I will send you stewed pig's trotters over later, waiting for Dad." ”

Hanging up the phone, Lu Zhiyao went upstairs and looked up to see Zhao Zhiheng standing on the top of the stairs looking at her with a resentful expression.

"Sister, isn't it. ”

"Accept your fate," Lu Zhiyao patted Zhao Zhiheng on the shoulder, "Take good care of Teacher Song, tomorrow when his fever subsides, we can be regarded as successfully completing the task." ”

The two of them sat at the head of Song Xiu's bed and guarded him, there was a live TV series at night, and the two of them endured it for a long time, but they still opened Song Xiu's room, sat in the living room of Song Xiu's house and watched TV, listening to the movement in Song Xiu's room with their ears up.

When Lu Daqing came to deliver dinner, he saw that he scolded the two of them, and the two of them finished their dinner and went upstairs.

Lu Daqing followed upstairs, leaned over to the bed and probed Song Xiu's forehead.

"It's still a little hot. Lu Daqing sighed, "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Eat, now retreat a little, tomorrow should be completely retreated. Lu Zhiyao replied.

Lu Daqing was worried that they would be hungry, so he went to a nearby supermarket to buy some bread and ham sausages and put them in the living room, and then left with confidence.

Zhao Zhiheng was more energetic than Lu Zhiyao, Lu Zhiyao went to sleep in the guest bedroom first in the first half of the night, and it was Lu Zhiyao's turn to guard Song Xiu in the second half of the night.

Zhao Zhiheng stayed until midnight, he was really a little hungry, so he went downstairs to the living room and ate most of the things Lu Daqing bought, and was indulging in the satisfaction of eating and drinking, and Song Xiu, who didn't know that he was sweating, kicked off the quilt, causing Song Xiu to slowly get hot again in the second half of the night.

Lu Zhiyao got up to take the shift, and when he saw that Song Xiu's quilt was not covered properly, he trained Zhao Zhiheng for a long time, and seeing that he was very sleepy, he could only let go of his mouth and let him go to sleep first.

Lu Zhiyao yawned, sat next to Song Xiu, wiped his face with a thorough towel, stared at him with his eyes open for most of the night, and saw that his temperature was almost slowly lowering, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Xiu seemed to have had a long dream, his limbs were heavy and he couldn't move, the whole person was imprisoned in flames, his consciousness seemed to exist, but he couldn't feel anything, this feeling slowly faded, he opened his eyes, and his stomach was on his stomach.

He moved his body, his body was not very comfortable after a night of sweating, the head lying on top of him did not move, his face was facing him, he reached out and poked her face, she felt itchy, and moved the corners of her lips uncomfortably.

His consciousness was still stuck in the door of the previous day, someone knocked downstairs, and he couldn't even lift his arm, so he could only reach out and wipe off the glass on the bedside table.

He rarely gets sick, he has grown up for more than ten years, and he rarely even takes cold medicine, I don't know why this time it came so seriously.

If he hadn't been in a hurry to go to the bathroom, he would have asked Lu Zhiyao to sleep on his chest for a while, but at the moment he couldn't hold it back.

"Lu Zhiyao?" Song Xiu stretched out her hand again and poked her face, she became a little conscious and slowly opened her eyes.

The eyes of the two people met, and Lu Zhiyao's eyes didn't have time to focus, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Teacher Song?"

In the morning, her voice was a little hoarse when she just woke up, like the little cat he had raised when he was a child, always lying on his chest and grabbing his sweatshirt with small paws, meowing.

"Huh?" Song Xiu's eyes were full of gentleness, and he reached out and patted her head.

Lu Zhiyao was so excited that he almost jumped up from the stool.

"You, do you have a fever?"

"Well," Song Xiu nodded, "thank you." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Lu Zhiyao stammered a little, hung his head slightly, and his face was a little red.

Song Xiu got up and went to the bathroom, and Lu Zhiyao sat on the stool and calmed down for a while before he came back to his senses.

When Song Xiu came out of the bathroom, Lu Zhiyao was boiling hot water downstairs, he walked downstairs, stood at the kitchen door, and looked at her against the door frame.

"Don't come down, go back to bed and lie down, don't get cold. Lu Zhiyao reminded.

"It's okay, I'm not burning anymore. Song Xiu smiled, seeing that Lu Zhiyao moved her shoulders a little uncomfortably, expecting that she was sleeping on her stomach and had a stiff neck, he stretched out his hand to help her hammer her shoulder.

Lu Zhiyao shrank his shoulders to dodge, but Song Xiu firmly held her other shoulder with his other hand, and hammered her stiff neck with one hand.

"I'm ......!" Lu Zhiyao grinned in pain, and was held by Song Xiu on the shoulders and couldn't dodge, so he could only shrink his shoulders vigorously.

"When I was young, I used to fall on my neck, and my dad took me to the Chinese medicine for massage, and that's how the doctor pressed me. Song Xiu said, not forgetting to press Lu Zhiyao's neck, and Lu Zhiyao's tears of pain were about to come out.

His fingers were soft and warm, and when they touched her skin, Lu Zhiyao shrank a little timidly.

The two of them were very close together.

"It's time to eat!"

Song Xiu hammered Lu Zhiyao hard, the door on the other side was opened unexpectedly, Lu Daqing walked in with a large bag of breakfast, and was just about to walk to the dining table, when he glanced at it and saw the two intimate people standing in the kitchen.

Judging from this position at the door, Song Xiu and Lu Zhiyao were very close, Lu Zhiyao seemed to be snuggled in Song Xiu's arms, Lu Daqing regretted it for a while, could it be that he asked Yao Yao to take care of Song Xiu yesterday, Song Xiu was very moved after the fever subsided, and the two of them were dry firewood......

Lu Zhiyao and Song Xiu subconsciously turned their heads, the eyes of the three of them met, and their faces were more or less embarrassed.

"Dad, why are you here?"

If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have seen that you have developed to this extent, Lu Daqing complained silently in his heart, and smiled kindly on the surface: "I'm not afraid that you will be hungry." ”

"Uncle Lu, I'm sorry for your trouble. Song Xiu said a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay, you're sure, it's because we're too tired to tutor Yaoyao to get sick, and it's right to let Yaoyao Zhiheng take care of the sick number. Lu Daqing smiled politely, still a little mindful in his heart.

That's his precious girl, was she so easily arched by this bastard?

When Zhao Zhiheng went downstairs, he could only catch up with the end of this good show.

He rubbed his messy hair, looked at the three people standing in the living room, felt a little embarrassed in the air, and wondered, "What are you doing?"