"The little girl just has an ordinary fever, but it's really not common to have such a high fever." The old man of Houtu took the pulse a little, and then glanced at Li Zehua, who was standing next to him like a piece of wood, "It's better not to let her be too involved in some things." ”

The old man is the back soil, holding yin and yang, nourishing all things, and is the leader of the surrounding buildings on the ground. It is also one of the most powerful and prestigious of the five gods.

Originally, this kind of fever and cold should not have come to his old man's house. But Li Zehua thought about it again - Tsubaki was sick because he was involved in this matter, and it was not wrong to find the head of the gods. Originally, he was in the enclosure building, in addition to leading everyone, he was to treat people and save the wounded.

But ordinary minor illnesses don't find him at all; If he really appeared in front of him, it would definitely be a fatal matter.

Three days before.

I am a kunyu, so even if I dance in the sky without sleep for three days and three nights, it is nothing; In addition to the mental exertion of a little more, just get some sleep.

But Tsubaki is different. Even if she has the power called power, her body is still just an ordinary mortal, and she can't withstand the fatigue of three days and three nights of sleeplessness, in fact, she has already had a high fever at the end, but she has been holding on to it until now.

It had reached 49.3°C when it arrived, and it could have died if it had been delayed.

But now that it's better, although the fever has dropped a lot, it doesn't seem to be in any big danger.

"Go back to recuperate, stop moving, just recuperate for a while."

The old man touched Bai Huahua's beard, and then he came to a conclusion, and then stood up and walked towards the back room.

However, when passing by Li Zehua, his eyes stayed on him and Tsubaki for a while.

Li Zehua knew what he meant.

He was expressing that he wanted to have less contact with this girl, especially about Kunyu, and that it would be better not to get involved too much

………

I don't know how long it took for Tsubaki to wake up from a nightmare.

Yes nightmare.

It was as if she had been in a fiery depths of hell where hot lava enveloped her, and no matter how much she escaped, she couldn't escape.

Then all of a sudden, a huge crack appeared in front of the ground, and on the opposite side of the crack was another piece of land. With the help of a sudden current, he jumped to the opposite shore.

Although the other side was still hot, there was little lava enveloping, and the further you went, the calmer it became, and most of the land and sky turned to their normal colors.

And then, then, what?

Something familiar with the ceiling?

After Tsubaki woke up, he held his head, and he was still lying on the bed, but his clothes were changed. The original white profane pants were replaced with a red style.

Although it can be seen that I am looking for the same style and size that I bought with my own body, when did I ask others to help me buy it!!

"Ah, you're awake!"

I don't know when I suddenly walked in through the door, and I still had a bowl of porridge in my hand.

In front of me is a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, the finished product is bright in color, you can see that it is made seriously, and there is nothing indescribable about the black, and it looks... It's delicious.

"You can still make things."

Tsubaki was a little surprised, but she didn't know if it was because she was sick, so her attitude was much gentler. quietly let Li Zehua sit next to him, and then gently picked up the spoon and fed himself in small bites.

Tsubaki's heart was a little surprised.

Yes. He has always been a mentally retarded fool under her influence. And for a mentally retarded idiot, cooking is even more impossible.

But in the few days of getting along with each other, many of his opinions have been overturned by themselves.

"I've learned about this before, and at least I can make some ordinary home-cooked dishes and desserts."

That being said, but the so-called former was in the summer vacation of the previous life. Under the guidance of my father, I worked hard to master several basic dishes, but because of my greed, I taught myself a lot of dessert recipes on the Internet.

When Li Zehua thought of this, he felt a little sad in his heart.

"Also...... Not bad. ”

Tsubaki didn't know what to say, so he said something a little bit.

It's not good, it's supposed to be good.

The texture is soft and sweet, the fragrance is attractive, smooth but not greasy. This should be the result of being hungry for a long time, so my evaluation of it has increased too much.

"There's a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup afterward, which may be a little hot, but after you drink it, you will sleep under the covers and sweat a lot." Li Zehua said.

Tsubaki lost too much water in the process of having a high fever, and he had to drink a little more water to replenish himself.

The current eight-treasure porridge is the same as the brown sugar ginger soup later, and then the cold air is driven away in the process of sweating, which will be much better.

Tsubaki doesn't know what emotions are in her heart, but there is probably a little warmth and irritability coexisting in her heart. So she simply bowed her head and drank porridge, and did not speak.

In fact, Li Zehua was also a little irritable in his heart.

As far as she is concerned, since Tsubaki has passed the danger of her life, it would be good to let her recover on her own. Without her own recuperation, she will only recover a little slower, which will be more beneficial to herself.

But after all, in the previous seventeen years, his mind had not yet recovered, and he liked her exactly like the original book. Even now, when I am sane, I am affected by that feeling.

After all, whether it is now or before, it is yourself.

After that, the brown sugar ginger soup was brought over, and Tsubaki took it, then took a sip and frowned.

Li Zehua said before that it was a little hot, but it wasn't a little hot, it was very hot. If it weren't for his thoughtful behavior, Tsubaki would have wanted to wonder if this was his revenge.

But now he didn't say a word, holding the bowl and blowing, and then taking small sips.

Seeing this, Li Zehua sighed slightly and didn't say anything, the ginger soup should be drunk in a big gulp, and then use this fiery heat to dissipate the cold in his body. But what is the slow sipping of a small jasper like Tsubaki?

Then he went outside again to bring a footbath and a pot of hot water, the bottom of the basin was already scalding ginger, and even the original clear water was slightly yellow.

"Feet."

Li Zehua said this in his mouth, but his hand reached into the quilt and pulled her two feet out, and then took off her socks and pressed them into the water.

"Hot!"

Tsubaki frowned suddenly, and the two scripts wanted to get out of the footbasin.

"Hot? Just slightly. ”

Li Zehua spoke flatly, and then pressed her two feet without moving.

The temperature of the water is clear to itself, whether it is ginger soup or this pot of water. People with a cold and fever should drink some hot water to expel the cold.

Girls are more pampered, and some boys don't feel the water temperature at all, but the temperature is very hot for girls. But Li Zehua has a spectrum in his heart, and there is nothing to do.

Then when she gradually gets used to the water temperature, she adds a little hot water to come in, and the cycle repeats.

Soon her feet burned into a big pink, and some blood vessels burst outward, but this was the only way to convey the heat of "ginger water" to her body.

"Na, you changed my clothes."

Suddenly, Tsubaki spoke on top, and she looked down at the guy below who was washing her feet, holding the ginger soup noodles expressionlessly.

"Well, I'm soaked from a lot of sweat."

Li Zehua was a little apprehensive, but no one knew what his expression was if he didn't raise his head.

"Then you wiped my body again."

"Uh, yes. After all, I sweated so much. But the focus is only on the armpits and the vests of the hands and feet. ”

"But I feel like there's more to it than that."

"Maybe a little more."

"So you wiped it, right?"

“…… Well. ”

Tsubaki drank all the remaining ginger soup in one gulp, then vigorously pulled out his feet and retracted into the quilt, wrapped in the quilt and closed his eyes facing the wall.

Suddenly, it came out like this, which made Li Zehua a little embarrassed.

In the middle of the night, at the end of the night.

This is the time when it is farthest from the sun, and it is also very dark.

In his ignorance, Li Zehua felt that something was holding him from behind, and a soft heat was sticking to his back, which was unexpectedly very reassuring.