Wang Bo bought medicine, thinking that the hotel's restaurant was probably closed at this time, so he bought porridge at a porridge shop next to the pharmacy, asked the owner to pack it, and then took a taxi back to the hotel.

Zheng Yan was dazed, feeling that she was about to fall asleep, and then she heard the sound of the door opening outside. She struggled to open her eyes, and what caught her eyes was the boy's smiling face.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Yanzi, I didn't find a pharmacy near the hotel, so I walked almost a kilometer. You eat something first, and then you take your medicine. Wang Bochong smiled at Zheng Yan, who was lying on the bed, and put the things in his hand on the bedside table.

Zheng Yan was surprised for a while, and struggled to prop herself up from the bed. Wang Bo's entry made her both surprised and puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Wang, are you ...... How did you get in? ...... Isn't the door closed?"

"Stupid! When you went out just now, you didn't notice that the electricity went out in the room? I changed the room card with you, so that I wouldn't have to ask you to get up and open the door for me when I came back later. Grandma's, the surrounding scenery is too good or bad, the supporting facilities are poor, and it takes half a day to find a pharmacy...... Eh, don't move, let me help you up. Your sick look is uncomfortable to look at!" Wang Bo glared at the girl lovingly, and saw that the other party was struggling to get up from the bed, so he hurriedly went up to help, helped the other party to sit up, and put the pillow on the girl's back.

Seeing Wang Bo again, and then the other party looked nervous again, and bought her medicine and porridge, the kind of exile and abandonment in my heart not long ago was suddenly annihilated, and it was completely replaced by a strong emotion.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang......" Zheng Yan looked at Wang Bo and said emotionally, thinking that she hadn't washed her face and rinsed her mouth, she must have looked very ugly, and she was a little embarrassed, so she hurriedly got out of bed and whispered, "I, I haven't washed my face and rinsed my mouth......"

"Okay, then let's wash your face and rinse your mouth first. You sit, I'll wring a towel for you. Wang Bo said.

"It's okay, Mr. Wang, I'm ...... I can. Zheng Yan stood up, perhaps because she was in a hurry and didn't eat breakfast, and suddenly the world spun around and staggered. Wang Bo hurriedly pulled the other party's arm to hold it steady, and said with some blame:

"Don't be reckless. Sit down. Today you are a patient, everything is up to me, OK?"

Looking at the tall back figure walking towards the bathroom, Zheng Yan felt that her eyes seemed to be a little damp.

Wang Bo quickly went and returned, holding a toothbrush with squeezed toothpaste in his hand, holding two octagonal cups, one filled with half a cup of water and the other empty. He handed the toothbrush and the cup filled with water to the girl's hand, and he took the empty cup himself to pick up the mouthwash that the girl spit out. Zheng Yan was extremely embarrassed, but under Wang Bo's unquestionable attitude, he could only obey.

After brushing his teeth, Wang Bo put the washing cup and toothbrush back in the bathroom, and wrung out a cold towel to let his pretty secretary wash his face.

Zheng Yan washed her face with Wang Bo's twisted towel. This is the first time she has been sick in a foreign place, the first time she has been carefully taken care of by a person of the opposite sex, and she is also her boss, a big celebrity with countless halos, a big man. Zheng Yan felt that her nostrils were a little sore, and something in her eyes couldn't help but pop out, so she hurriedly threw the towel spread out on her hands towards her face.

After washing her face and rinsing her mouth again, Zheng Yan finally felt a little more relaxed, she was not so wilted, and she finally had two points of energy.

Wang Bo opened the lid of the plastic bowl containing preserved eggs and lean porridge, held it in his left palm, held a spoon in his right hand, and sat in front of Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan didn't understand his posture, so he immediately asked Wang Bo to give him the porridge, she could eat it.

"Don't make a fuss, Yanzi! You don't have human rights today, what do I say, how do you do it. Come, open your mouth!Otherwise, I'll send you to your nostrils!" Wang Bo ignored the girl's request, scooped a spoonful of gruel, and sent it to Zheng Yan's mouth, and made a joke.

Zheng Yan couldn't help but laugh, feeling that something was rolling in her eyes. She opened her mouth to eat the porridge sent by Wang Bo, and her face immediately turned to the side. When Wang Bo saw this, he put down the bowl in his hand, went to the table, took out a piece of soft paper, and handed it to the girl.

"Thank you......" Zheng Yan whispered, sniffing, feeling her eyes getting wetter and wetter. Except for when she was a child, she hadn't experienced this experience of being served to wash and feed, and her memory had become blurry and distant. Now, in the face of the boy's domineering and arrogant, unspeakable care, her heart is not only moved but also moved.

Wang Bo didn't speak, waiting for the girl's emotions to pass. After a while, he picked up the transparent plastic bowl again and continued to feed his pretty secretary. As he fed the food, he said softly:

"Swallow, don't be too moved. I'm just trying to make it fresh and fun. If you've been sick, I don't have the patience to take care of you all the time—at home, they all call me Young Master Wang!, so get better quickly, and then I can exploit you again!"

Zheng Yan wanted to laugh again, feeling that her tears were about to flow out again. Today's lacrimal glands seem to be particularly developed, which makes her feel annoying. She wiped the corners of her eyes with the soft paper in her hand again, looked up at Wang Bo and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wang......"

"Okay, okay, don't say thank you, you've said it so many times, my ears are calloused. Also, a suggestion to you—no, it's a request, don't be 'you, you' in the future, I feel like I'm seventy or eighty years old -- I'm a few months away from turning 20! In the words of the chairman, it's like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, and when you call it that, I always feel like the sunset is red...... Hehe, you can laugh if you want, how hard it is, you don't look ugly when you laugh, laugh as much as you want......"

Today, like yesterday, is another sunny day. The sun jumped out of the horizon early and hung high in the sky. The sky was very clear, and the tiles were blue, like transparent sapprite. There are few clouds, with the occasional few white cotton-like clouds drifting by.

While feeding his pretty secretary, Wang Bo told two jokes from time to time to liven up the atmosphere. The girl's expression was still haggard, and her face had an abnormal flush from the fever, but her spirit was much better than before.

When she ate more than half of the gruel in the bowl, Zheng Yan said that she couldn't eat it.

"Okay, so be it. People don't have much appetite when they're sick. You rest first, swallow, I'll boil some boiling water. Half an hour later we will take the medicine again. Seeing that the girl couldn't eat, Wang Bo was not reluctant, so he shaved the remaining two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue, and then put down the bowl, and let Zheng Yan lie down again, and then got up and boiled water.

"Hmm!" Zheng Yan nodded, seeing the boy eating what he had left, he was ashamed again, and subconsciously wanted to say thank you, and then thought of the other party's instructions just now, and swallowed the thanks that poured into his mouth.

On the way to boil the water, Wang Bo took out the thermometer and asked Zheng Yan to stuff it into his armpit. It's hard for him to do it for him anymore.

A few minutes later, Wang Bo asked Zheng Yan to take out the thermometer. He took a look, 38.5 degrees Celsius, fortunately, not a high fever, just a low to moderate fever.

However, he still asked the girl to lie down, unplugged the medical alcohol bottle, and used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to apply it to the girl's forehead, cheeks, chin, palms and other parts that lose heat quickly, to physically cool down. While skillfully smearing, he whispered to the other party the reason why he did this, and said a lot about his own mother's treatment of him when he had a fever before, distracting the girl's attention and avoiding the embarrassment caused by smearing and touching the other party's face and chin.

Zheng Yan felt that her head and hands were cold, and her nose was full of alcohol. However, she didn't feel bad smell, but hoped that the boy next to her would be able to smear it all the time. An unprecedented sense of comfort filled her head and heart. It was as if she had become a weak and incompetent baby, and the tall boy beside her had become a mother that she could trust and rely on 100%. But unlike her mother, the other party is not as nagging as her mother, but she is more funny and domineering than her mother, and she can feel the sweetness and beauty of life more.

"Alas, alas, this sweetness and beauty are so short-lived, like a dream. Zheng Yan, who had her eyes closed, sighed in her heart and thought secretly. At this moment, a ridiculous thought came to her mind, that is, for the first time in history, she hoped that her illness could be slowed down, and then slowly.

I wish time could stand still!