Zhou Ziming muttered in his heart: A woman who can't get off her face, she is embarrassed to say that she can do everything else, does she think he is a fool?

Bai Yingying looked sideways at his busy figure in the kitchen, and couldn't help laughing, but she didn't expect him to look cold, but his heart was still quite warm.

She dragged her luggage upstairs, feeling heavy and dizzy.

Resisting the discomfort, she finally cleaned up the room, and when she was done, she lay down on the bed and prepared to rest.

Zhou Ziming made the noodles and specially fried a poached egg for her, but when it was brought to the table, he found that he didn't see her.

He silently went upstairs and opened her room, and found that she slept like a dead pig, and that she was really an unsophisticated girl.

Zhou Ziming walked to her side and took a look at her sleeping appearance was really not very good, her sleeping position could be described as twisted, and her feet were hanging on the edge of the bed at will.

He reached out and nudged her shoulder.

"Get up and eat noodles. ”

She was indifferent.

He kicked her in the leg.

"Get up. ”

She remained unresponsive.

Zhou Ziming despised her very much, and if she didn't eat, she wouldn't eat, anyway, it wasn't her who was hungry.

No one ate the noodles made kindly, so he sat at the table by himself and finished eating.

He has long been accustomed to the feeling of eating alone, when he was 10 years old, his parents passed away, he and his grandfather depended on each other, when he was 15 years old, his grandfather also died, and there was only him and the nanny at home, but some time ago, the nanny also left, and the previous nanny was a decent middle-aged woman, basically not sitting with him.

After eating, he sat in the living room a little bored, thought she was a little strange, and returned to the room again, and saw that she was still sleeping the same as before.

He knocked the door, but she remained unmoved.

Zhou Ziming walked to her side and found that she was flushed, he reached out to cover her forehead, it was so hot, she must have just frozen at the door.

He hurried downstairs and put a wet towel on her forehead.

Looking at the little face in front of him, he suddenly felt a little distressed, took out his mobile phone and called the special doctor.

"Dr. Xu, come to my house right away. ”

There was no warmth in the words, but it could be heard that the person who spoke was anxious.

Dr. Xu didn't dare to delay for a moment, and appeared at the villa panting.

He took Bai Yingying's temperature, 39.2 degrees Celsius, he prescribed her fever reducer, and was about to pack her things.

"She really doesn't need some injections? I don't think she's very good. ”

Zhou Ziming asked eagerly.

"No, fever reducers can be controlled, and frequent intravenous drips are not good for the patient's health. ”

Dr. Xu patiently explained.

"Hmm. ”

Zhou Ziming glanced at Bai Yingying, and could only do so.

He sent Dr. Xu out the door and returned to the bedside again.

The towels were changed again and again, he didn't sleep much all night, he really didn't know if he had found a nanny, or an ancestor, obviously he was the boss, how was she served.

And he found that it would be no good to meet her.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yingying opened her tired eyes and saw Zhou Ziming's figure, she said with a wry smile: "Every time I am sick, the first person I see when I open my eyes is you." ”

Zhou Ziming saw that she was awake, and reached out to cover her forehead again, Bai Yingying felt that his hand was very big and warm.

"The fever seems to have subsided a little. ”

Bai Yingying watched him take care of himself with gentle eyes.

Zhou Ziming met her eyes and said coldly: "Don't think about me, you are not the type I like, even if it is a stray dog lying at the door of my house, I will save it." ”

With that, he left the room.

Bai Yingying looked at his back with disdain, and slandered in her heart: You dare to compare me with a dog, and sure enough, the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth.

She moved her body, feeling weak, and reached for the water cup on the bedside table and took a sip, the water was still hot, and it seemed that he had poured it for her.

The water is hot, and the drink is warm in the heart.

As soon as she put the water cup away, Zhou Ziming's figure appeared at the door, holding a bowl in his hand.

He handed it to her angrily: "Drink." ”

Bai Yingying took it slowly and glanced at it, it was a bowl of white rice porridge.

"Thank you. She said gratefully.

"I just don't want you to die in my house. ”