Xia Xuecheng took a lot of effort to pacify Carambola Creek.

Carambola Creek fell asleep in a daze.

Xia Zecheng didn't dare to go, so he simply lay down in his clothes and guarded the star fruit stream.

Maybe it was because his embrace made her feel safe, or maybe she felt his familiar breath and slept peacefully in the middle of the night.

It's just that in the morning, when Xia Zecheng woke up, he saw Carambola Creek sleeping in his arms, looked down at her forehead, and kissed her strangely.

She started a fever.

The temperature is not very high, but it is real.

Xia Zecheng was startled, and immediately carefully pulled away her hand holding him, opened the door and went out to find Rong Jiu'er with bare feet, let her go in to change the clothes of Carambola Creek, and send her to the hospital immediately.

Rong Jiu'er originally wanted to tease, but when she heard the words of sending her to the hospital, she realized that something was wrong, so she hurriedly went in to help.

Carambola Creek was insensitive.

Xia Zecheng waited for Rong Jiu'er to dress Carambola Creek, so he came in and hugged the person.

Zhou Qing had already taken the car keys and came out.

When he went to the nearest hospital for an examination, he didn't find anything wrong except for fever, Xia Zecheng didn't believe the result.

Western medicine was fruitless, he looked for Chinese medicine again, and finally the old Chinese medicine doctor repeatedly assured that star fruit creek might just be a temporary discomfort caused by water and soil adaptation, and it was not a big problem, and he forced people to prescribe a few patches of tonic medicine before letting them go.

This toss, a day is all wasted.

Fortunately, with Zhou Qing and Rong Jiu'er here, the school's report does not need to be handled by Carambola Creek in person.

Carambola Creek slept until dusk, and then woke up in a piece of medicinal smell.

"Girl, are you uncomfortable?" Xia Xuecheng was almost eye-catching, and when he saw her open her eyes, he immediately asked.

"What's wrong with me?"

She had just slept for a while.

"You have a fever. Xia Zecheng said, raised his hand and touched her forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Now retreat." ”

"Fever?" "Carambola Creek raised her hand to touch her forehead in a daze.

And what's going on?

"You don't even know if you're sick. Xia Zecheng sighed, speechless at her confusion.

"Worries you. Carambola Creek stuck out her tongue and said apologetically.

"Ah Jiu said, you haven't had a good rest for the project of Heming Mountain some time ago. Xia Zecheng straightened his face, "What are the people I gave you for? I don't know if I leave it to them to do something? You still know that I will be worried." ”

"......" Carambola Creek blinked.

"If you do this again, I'll take them all away, and I'll have to tie you up to me and let it all rot. Xia Zecheng frightened.

"I was wrong. Carambola Creek decisively admitted her mistake and reached out to hug his arm.

She was really afraid that he would do that, and when the time came, how would she act?

"I know that I have to change my mistakes. Xia Zecheng still had a cold face, looking unrelenting.

"Brother Xia. Carambola Creek pretended to be pitiful, "I'm so hungry, wait until I'm done eating, won't I train it?"

"......" Xia Zecheng wanted to take the opportunity to subdue her plan to be choked, stared at her for a long time, and then sighed and said, "There is millet porridge boiling in the kitchen, I'll bring it to you." ”

"No, I can go out to eat. ”

Carambola Creek really didn't feel sick, and when she woke up, she was refreshed, except that she felt as if she had a dream, there was nothing to do.

"No, I can't. Xia Zecheng refused without thinking about it, pulled up the thin quilt, wrapped her tightly, and left without looking back, not giving her a chance to speak again.

"......" Carambola Creek stared at the door, speechless for a while.