Chapter Twenty-Four: Thick-skinned to a level
87_87505 He turned around and entered the room, and reached out and touched Jing Xizhi's forehead, it is estimated that it is a high fever, like an idiot, sure enough, women are really troublesome, and women like this are even more troublesome.
The servant knocked on the door and handed the two towels to Zhan Junhao, Zhan Junhao handed them over with a look, and the servant was so frightened that he lowered his head in gratitude, not daring to look at it.
"Wet these two towels and put them on her forehead." Zhan Junhao threw the towel to the servant again, in a commanding tone.
"Oh, okay, I'll go right away." The servant hurriedly turned around and ran into the bathroom.
The maid wrung out the towel, took it out and carefully applied it to Jing Xizhi's forehead, who was fainting, "Young Master, can I go out?" β
Zhan Junhao waved his hand impatiently, "Let's go out, let's see if the doctor is here." β
The servant nodded hurriedly and ran out, and soon, the doctor knocked on the door and walked in, Zhan Junhao pointed to the bed, "Look, don't let her die." β
The doctor nodded, approached Jing Xizhi with the medicine box on his back, first reached out and probed his forehead, and then took out the thermometer to measure, just about to put the thermometer into Jing Xizhi's armpitγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»
"Wait! I got it! Zhan Junhao walked over in two steps, snatched the temperature from the doctor's hand and stuffed it into Jing Xizhi's armpit, although he didn't like Jing Xizhi, but after all, he Zhan Junhao was marrying back, and he couldn't let others touch it casually.
Five minutes later, the doctor said softly, "Zhan Shao, you can take it out." β
Zhan Junhao took out the thermometer from Jing Xizhi's armpit and gave it to the doctor.
The doctor looked at it and put the thermometer away, "The young lady is fine, I'll prescribe some antipyretic medicine for her to take, and besides, just don't get cold." β
"Okay, you go out and prescribe medicine." Zhan Junhao followed the doctor out and closed the door gently.
Jing Xizhi woke up at ten o'clock in the evening, and when she woke up, there was no one around, only a faint table lamp, she twisted her eyebrows, reached out and rubbed her groggy head, she was in the rhythm of fever?
Followed by the sound of the door opening, Jing Xi looked at the door with a nervous face, quickly pulled the quilt to cover the upper part of himself, and what came into sight was Zhan Junhao's evil face, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, and treated him coldly, "Are you awake?" β
Jing Xizhi nodded weakly, "Ehγ»γ»γ»γ»γ» what's going on with me?" β
Zhan Junhao stretched out his hand and pressed on the switch, the dazzling light illuminated the entire room, and Jing Xi subconsciously raised his hand to block it.
"What's the matter with you? You have a fever and you don't know it, so it's okay for you to go to the rain. Zhan Junhao stood at the door gloatingly.
Jing Xizhi looked at his face, and he really wanted to go up and punch him to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Jing Xizhi lowered his head and glanced at his body, and grew his mouth in surprise, "Who changed my clothes?" β
Zhan Junhao shrugged his shoulders indifferently, looking ruffian, "Of course I changed it, is it possible that you still expect other men to change it for you." β
Jing Xizhi bit his lip, an indescribable kind of shame in his heart, and roared with his neck, "Who asked you to change it for me?" β
Zhan Junhao stepped forward and threw the medicine on the bedside table on Jing Xizhi's quilt, "If you're awake, can you use it for me?" β
Jing Xizhi found at this moment that Zhan Junhao's face was really thick to a level.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and take medicine! I went out. Zhan Junhao couldn't get used to Jing Xizhi's grinding appearance, and urged impatiently