148, high fever
If Wang Jian wants more than love for his beautiful female college student Lin Xiaoya, and having a relationship with the other party is also a "mistake" under the stimulation of alcohol, and "can't control himself", then after learning about the other party's pitiful and even miserable life experience, he has a different feeling for Lin Xiaoya, a strong love and desire to protect.
So, during this period of time before the Chinese New Year, he didn't even want to stay in his new home in Shanghai, he was tired of Lin Xiaoya almost every day, and he was tired of it for several hours, and he didn't even want to return to the house at almost twelve o'clock in the evening.
"Xiaoya, why don't you just move over from Shanghai City to live with you. In this way, the two of us can live in a loving and sweet world for two. One day, after the clouds and rain, Wang Jian said to Lin Xiaoya.
Lin Xiaoya, who is in love, of course, can't bear Wang Jian, and can't wait for her lover to follow her 24 hours a day, and the two of them stay and fly together.
However, I thought that if Wang Jian really moved over, then the relationship between her and Wang Jian would have to be "revealed to the world", at least by Jian's mother and Sister Jian.
As soon as she thought of this, Lin Xiaoya was worried and worried.
is still the same sentence, she is really afraid that Jian's mother and sister Jian will think that she Lin Xiaoya is a vixen, and her son/cousin has only been out of love for a few days, so she abducted Wang Jian!
"Brother Jian, I still don't want it. Wait until next year...... After a few months, we ...... Let's discuss this again, okay?" Lin Xiaoya shook her head and pleaded with a face.
Wang Jian looked at Lin Xiaoya with pleading eyes, and then considered his current situation, and felt that he was really a little "childlike and heroic", and he patronized his lower body one day to satisfy himself, ignoring Lin Xiaoya's feelings.
"Okay, Xiaoya, I'll listen to you about this matter. Wang Jian kissed the girl's forehead and did not insist on his opinion.
From this point, Wang Jian can also see that although Lin Xiaoya is obedient to him and responds to his needs, she is still quite principled and has a big view of the overall situation in some things.
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The days here in the past few days have naturally made Wang Jian, who has been hungry and thirsty for more than 20 years, unhappy and happy like a fairy, but this happy day like a fairy did not last for two days, but another thing interrupted his Yaxing and made him a little depressed.
Because his pretty cousin in the next room, inexplicably, and even seemed to him to be a little nervous and old-fashioned, she ignored him and became cold.
"I haven't provoked her during this time? Could it be that the eldest aunt is here?" Faced with the sudden indifference of his cousin's attitude towards him, Wang Jian flattened his mouth, a little inexplicable, "Women just have a lot of things, and they are like the weather, unpredictable! No matter! It will be fine in two days! Let's go find Xiaoya." Xiaoya is still obedient and sensible, which only makes me happy and never blocks me. β
After thinking about it, Wang Jian stopped thinking about this thing that he felt he would probably never understand.
However, after two days passed, the "stinky problem" that his pretty cousin in the next room loved to look at his face at every turn did not get better, but became more serious, because Cousin Qiao was sick, and very sick!
"Jianjian, where have you gone? You haven't returned to the house in the middle of the night! Come back quickly! Send your sister Jingrong to the hospital to have a look. She had a high fever, 39 degrees 5, her whole body was hot like coals, and she kept talking nonsense about wanting to go back to her hometown!"
"What, Mom, my cousin is sick? And the fever is 39.5Β°C? And she's starting to talk nonsense? I'm ...... I'm dancing outsideβ"
"Are you seventy or eighty? What are you still dancing! Hurry up and come back!" Jian's mother interrupted Wang Jian's words in an unkind tone, she didn't understand, her son, who had never danced in his life, didn't know if he had convulsions or what, and during this time, he was actually obsessed with the dam dance that the old man and the old lady would dance.
"I'll be right back!" Mom, you wait, I'll be back soon!"
When Wang Jian heard that his cousin had a high fever and a fever of 39.5 Β°C, and even began to talk nonsense, he was immediately frightened, and quickly turned over and got out of bed, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on his body.
"Brother Jian, is Sister Jingrong sick? or ...... I...... I'll go with you too, right?" Lin Xiaoya, who was still in bed, was also shocked after hearing what Wang Jian said to his mother, and hurriedly sat up from the bed, the quilt slipped off her shoulders, revealing a dazzling white 0 Yi Chun 0 light, but she didn't realize it.
"Forget it, Xiaoya, you don't have to go. It's getting late, you have to go to work tomorrow, so get off early. Wang Jian said.
Lin Xiaoya heard that Wang Jian lied like a just now that he was dancing outside, and if he followed, it might make Jian's mother suspicious, so she didn't insist, just asked him to cross the road carefully, and sent her a message after sending Zeng Jingrong to the hospital to tell her about the situation.
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Ten minutes later, Wang Jian, who was wearing 0 pants and sweater backwards, returned to his home in Shanghai City as quickly as possible, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted:
"Mom, where is Sister Jingrong, how is she now?"
"Here, Jianjian, come in and persuade your sister Jingrong, she hasn't been going to the hospital. And I kept crying, and I don't know what's wrong. From Zeng Jingrong's room came the voice of Jian Ma.
So, Wang Jian, who didn't even have time to take off his shoes, rushed into Zeng Jingrong's room, and suddenly, he saw Zeng Jingrong lying on the bed and Jian Ma Zeng Yu sitting on the edge of the bed.
Wang Jian stepped to the edge of the bed in three or five steps, looked down, and saw Zeng Jingrong at this time, who hadn't even taken off her clothes, just lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, her face was flushed, her lips were dry, her eyes were closed, but she was silently crying.
He hurriedly squatted down and touched Zeng Jingrong's forehead with his hand, but the other party tilted his head, as if he didn't want him to touch it, but he still touched it, and was immediately startled:
It's piping hot, it's like a charcoal fire!
"How many degrees?" Wang Jian asked his mother.
"It's 39 degrees 7, and it's up 0.2 degrees, what can I do? Jing Rong, let's go, let's go to the hospital, okay? What's wrong with you? Are you wronged or unhappy? Tell your aunt, aunt will help you avenge and support you!" Zeng Yu handed Wang Jian the thermometer that had just been measured a short time, anxious and anxious, with a sad face.
Wang Jian looked at the thermometer, it was indeed 39.7 degrees, so he couldn't help but break up and began to hug Zeng Jingrong on the bed.
"You...... Wang Jian, you ...... You let go of me, put me down, I ...... I'm not going! I'll just rest for the night!" Zeng Jingrong saw that the life covering her body was suddenly lifted, and her body was lifted up like a cloud, and she couldn't close her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she began to struggle.
"Such a big person, still like a little doll, he doesn't want to go to the hospital when he is sick - where can it be up to your temperament? If you die in my house, won't my mother and I have to compensate for the party (being wronged), and we can't tell clearly?" Wang Jian lowered his head and glared at Zeng Jingrong, who was beaten and hugged in the chest by him.
This is the first time he hugged each other in the way of a princess, Mo said, this woman looks like she has a small face, a small waist, and no fat on her body, but she is heavy, at least, Wang Jian, who is now holding Zeng Jingrong's entire waist, feels a little out of breath.
Zeng Jingrong didn't seem to expect Wang Jian to say this about her, she was stunned at first, and after being stunned, tears flowed out all of a sudden, and she raised her pink fist and pounded it on Wang Jian's chest:
"Death is death! You let me die! I don't go! I don't go to the hospital, you let me die...... Woowoo...... You let me die, I will die a hundred, so as not to hinder your eyes......"
Zeng Yu on the side was also a little surprised when he saw that his son was open-mouthed, and even if he hit his son, he said dissatisfiedly:
"Jianjian, what stupid thing are you talking about? What can't you die? Is this what people say?"
Wang Jian's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that he had indeed made some gaffes just now, and he didn't notice that his mother was still beside him, so he explained:
"Mom, don't I just want to stimulate her? If I don't stimulate her, where will she be obedient?"
"Then you can't talk nonsense!" Zeng Yu still glared at his son dissatisfied, and then went to comfort Zeng Jingrong, "Jingrong, don't take Jianjian's words to heart, he doesn't have bad intentions, he's just worried about you." β
However, after talking about his son and comforting his niece, Zeng Yu glanced back and forth at the two of them, thinking about his son's "no big or small" just now and his niece's son "beating and scolding", he was stunned for a moment, then happy, and said in his heart:
Could it be that these two little guys, behind their backs, are doing something famous in private?
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