Although she got Huang Xiaxia's explanation, Fan Yingying still felt that she was guilty of a diaphragm in her heart, lying on the bed and tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, feeling that she was itching everywhere, she couldn't stand it anymore, she sat up from the bed, looked at the time, and it was only half past one in the morning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After sitting for a while, she really had nothing to do and couldn't sleep, Fan Yingying changed her clothes and went to the ground, she thought about going to the kitchen to prepare all the materials for tomorrow's breakfast.

As soon as I walked out of the house, I vaguely heard the sound of something rubbing, and I couldn't tell what it was.

Fan Yingying was stunned for a moment, she was not afraid, in Zou Yu's house, she was surrounded by her own people, she didn't think about anything else, she looked for the direction where the voice came from, and walked to the living room lightly, and saw Zhou Junrong lying on the sofa with something stuffed in his mouth, humming there.

The sound faintly spilled through the cloth balls.

Fan Yingying then remembered that Zhou Junrong also came back with him, and he was sleepy when he slept, so he forgot about him a long time ago.

Zhou Junrong still looked like a big bundle, Fan Yingying leaned over and looked closer at the moonlight shining in from the window, and saw that he was sweating with his eyes closed, and his forehead was oozing with sweat, looking very painful.

"Hey, are you alright?" Fan Yingying reached out and pushed him.

Zhou Junrong's eyes opened a slit, glanced at her, and snorted twice in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about there through the cloth ball.

Zhou Junrong didn't look right, Fan Yingying hurriedly turned on the headlights in the living room, and the white lights tilted down, and she saw clearly that Zhou Junrong's face was swollen red, and the hair on his forehead and sideburns was already wet with sweat.

"What's wrong?" Fan Yingying hurriedly ripped off the towel that was stuck in his mouth.

Zhou Junrong's mouth was free, but he just smacked his lips and moved his numb lips.

"Are you alright?" Fan Yingying reached out and touched his forehead, and her sweaty forehead was very hot.

"You have a fever, did you freeze last night?"

Fan Yingying glanced at the watch on the wall, it was only two o'clock, and others were asleep.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find medicine." Fan Yingying remembered where Zou Yu's small medicine box was, but she didn't think that there were two bottles of medicine that I didn't know what it was in addition to a few Bondi, and there was not even a text explanation on it.

Fan Yingying was speechless, thinking that she would have to go to the pharmacy to make up some medicine tomorrow.

At this time in time, the pharmacies are closed, and there is nowhere to go if you want to buy medicine, Fan Yingying is so anxious that she walks around the house, and she really has no choice but to go to the kitchen to boil some ginger water, and I don't know if it can have an effect.

Zhou Junrong is really sick, he has a high fever, and if he cultivates again, he will be an ordinary person, and he will not become an immortal, and he will also be sick and know that it hurts.

He lay on the sofa in a daze, dizzy and aching, and listened to someone muttering vigorously in his ear, very noisy, very annoying, he wanted to slap people away, so as not to be annoying like chanting scriptures.

He struggled to open his eyes, wanting to see who it was, his body was really boring, and he struggled for a long time, so he opened a slit in his eyes, vaguely saw the figure clearly, and even looked at it with guessing, it was Fan Yingying, who killed a thousand knives and robbed his zodiac chart.

What does this man want to do? Enter?

Zhou Junrong was almost confused, and he was still thinking about the two paper boys in his pocket, since the purple clothes were destroyed by Fan Yingying last time, he was finally able to refine these two, just able to transform into shape, and he hasn't continued to refine deeply, don't be robbed by this female bandit again.

He was thinking about it, so he heard Fan Yingying ask close to him, "Can't drink it yourself?" Looks like I'm going to have to feed you. ”

Zhou Junrong's mind was mixed with pulp, and before he could figure out the meaning of her words, he was sprayed with a fishy hot air.

"Come, drink."

What is this, it tastes so disgusting!

Zhou Junrong subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"Don't move, it's still hot, this thing has to be drunk hot to have an effect, you drink it quickly, and the disease will be cured."

Where is Zhou Junrong willing to believe it, maybe something wants to harm him.

If you don't drink it, you can't drink it alive or dead.

"Are you burned? Also, it's all like this, I guess I can't drink it anymore, so I can only pour it hard. ”

Zhou Junrong had no strength in his body, and if he wanted to hide, he could only turn his head with effort.

"Open your mouth!"

Fan Yingying pinched his chin and pressed the rim of the bowl against his mouth.

A stream of hot, spicy and choking soup was poured into his mouth, and Zhou Junrong was choked and drank it too.

The soup ran down the esophagus and into the stomach, and it was hot everywhere it went.

The smell of ginger in his nose made his eyes glow.

Zhou Junrong's brain, which was still mixed with pulp before, was finally burned a little bit, and he understood that the taste was coming, Fan Yingying wanted to feed him ginger soup like this, this was to drive away the cold and reduce the fever, no wonder he was so uncomfortable, it turned out to be a fever.

Knowing what was going on, Zhou Junrong cooperated with Fan Yingying's movements and drank the ginger soup into his mouth.

A bowl of ginger soup entered the stomach, and the stomach felt like a fire.

The body that was soft cotton before was even weaker this time, and could only hum and express dissatisfaction.

Fan Yingying looked at Zhou Junrong, who was writhing like an insect on the bed with five flowers, and frowned: "Are you uncomfortable with the rope?" I can't help it, what if I let go of you, what if you come back and run away? ”

Fan Yingying went back to her room and took out the quilt and covered Zhou Junrong: "Let's cover your sweat for a while, when it's dawn and they get up, let you go, there are many people who are not afraid that you will run away, you can bear with it." ”

Zhou Junrong heard this sentence in a daze, and almost didn't bite his tongue, can you bear this? These arms are tied behind the back, and the legs are put together like a board, which is really tiring!

Fan Yingying settled Zhou Junrong well, went to the kitchen to clean up briefly, prepared the ingredients, and then went back to the house to lie on the bed and play with the mobile phone, played for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When she woke up again, it was already dawn, and she looked at the time, half past five, a little early.

The kitten took advantage of her to fall asleep, got into bed again, and lay under Huang Xiaxia's big tail, Huang Xiaxia didn't let it go, it was a default, and the little thing actually looked quite annoying.

Fan Yingying got up from the bed, pulled the quilt over and covered the two small things underneath, and then turned around and walked out of the house.

The others were still asleep, and the doors of the houses were closed, Fan Yingying came to the living room, and saw that Zhou Junrong's face was red and looked much better, and she was secretly relieved. (To be continued.) )