Chapter 448: Either ...... How many stitches shall I give you?
Because Lu Xiaoran said that he would not go to the hospital, after he took the antipyretic medicine, he was not sent to the hospital, but stayed in the hotel room and was taken care of by Yao Siman.
"Xiaoman, I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."
"Xiaoman, I'm hungry and want to eat something delicious."
"Xiaoman, my mouth is a little light, I want to eat fruit, I should supplement some vitamin C."
"Xiaoman, I'm so tired from lying down, can you help me get up and sit down."
"Xiaoman, I'm going to the toilet, you can help me over."
"Xiaoman, I'm covered in sweat, it's so cold, you can wipe it with a towel for me."
β......β
On this day, Yao Siman ran up and down, poured water to feed medicine, and fed food, was tossed and turned, and was very busy, just taking care of Lu Xiaoran, the little ancestor, had wasted most of the day.
At this time, in the evening, the sun was setting, the girl sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the red sunset outside the window, too beautiful and moving, looking a little trance, inexplicably gentle eyebrows, slightly raised the corners of the mouth like a spring breeze.
And Lu Xiaoran was lying flat on the bed, with a thermometer under his tongue, he didn't care about the beautiful sunset outside the window, and an emotional gaze always fell on the girl's face and refused to shift.
The delicate eyebrows and eyes are reflected in the brilliant and hazy sunset, setting off a unique tranquility, but faintly revealing a few unique beauty, which provokes the young man's heart, as if he is about to hook his soul away at any time.
If he could, he wished he could just stay sick.
Although the girl's attitude was not very friendly, and she was always nagging in his ear, after complaining, she finally fulfilled all the requests he made.
This was the first time he really felt Yao Siman's concern for him.
Sure enough, she still cared about him very much.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoran pursed his lips and smiled faintly.
"Dididi."
Hearing the prompt sound of the electronic thermometer, Yao Siman withdrew his gaze from the beautiful world outside the window, looked down at the "troublesome essence" Lu Xiaoran, and didn't know what he was happy about, glanced at him with a "you still have a smile" look, and then took the thermometer in his mouth and looked at it.
"Hmm. 36.9 degrees, after this fever subsided, there was no recurrence for the time being. Very good. β
Yao Siman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and while taking a few tissues from the tissue box and wiping the thermometer repeatedly, he said with a little tiredness.
"Huh? 36.9 degrees?
Xiaoman, is the thermometer inaccurate? I still feel a lot of pain in my head, my body is not feeling well, and I must still have a fever.
If you don't believe it, you touch it. β
Lu Xiaoran pretended to be weak and said, grabbed Yao Siman's hand, put it on his forehead, and took the opportunity to touch the back of her hand a few more times.
"......" is naΓ―ve, and if you are sick, you will become a child?
"I don't think I have a fever, are you sure you have a headache and you're not feeling well?" Yao Siman glanced at Lu Xiaoran, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became a little yin and yang.
"Hmm." Lu Xiaoran nodded, wanting to continue pretending to be sick and begging for care.
Yao Siman looked thoughtfully at the erratic look in the other party's eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he pinched his chin, but he didn't know what he thought, and suddenly smiled a little evilly.
I saw her get up and walk to the table, rummaging in her schoolbag for a while, picking and choosing the thickest one in the needle box, and then nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Xiaoran secretly raised his head sneakly, looking at the girl's back curiously, and didn't know what she was doing now.
Just wondering, Yao Siman suddenly turned his head with the needle, and Lu Xiaoran was so frightened that he hurriedly lay down obediently, pulled the quilt and covered himself.
Yao Siman had already seen all of Lu Xiaoran's performances and walked slowly to the bedside.
"Oh......
Lu Xiaoran, I think it's normal to have a high fever like you, if you say that you have no strength after the fever subsides.
But how can you say that you still have a headache and feel unwell?
Well...... I think you may be suffering from heat stroke, but in autumn, heat stroke is also a common occurrence.
I think I'd better prick a few stitches for you and let you bleed.
When I was a child, I often suffered from heat stroke, and my mother always pierced me, and I became a doctor for a long time.
Don't worry, what symptoms should be pierced and what acupuncture points, my door is very clear.
Or...... How many stitches shall I give you? β
Yao Siman finished speaking quite seriously, picked up the frighteningly thick needle in his hand, and shook it in front of Lu Xiaoran's eyes.
Lu Xiaoran's eyes lit up, and he swallowed his saliva, "Xiaoman, are you sure you want to take such a ...... Thick needle bloodletting? β
"Or else? This is because I needed to sew a schoolbag last time, so I specially bought such a thick needle, how strong it is, and it is not easy to break. Yao Siman has already started to disinfect needles with alcohol.
Lu Xiaoran looked at the needle in Yao Siman's hand speechlessly, and subconsciously glanced at Yao Siman's crooked, abstract and broken schoolbag, feeling that she was a little unreliable and panicked.
"Xiaoman, I feel that my body is better, and there should be no heat stroke.
I'm just a little bit weak right now, and I want to take a break. β
As soon as Lu Xiaoran finished speaking, he got into the bed.
Yao Siman stopped the disinfection at hand, hooked the corners of his lips, and seemed to be smiling, "Then don't tie it for the time being." β
Thinking that Lu Xiaoran's high fever had subsided, and dinner had already been "served" for him to eat, Yao Siman rubbed his somewhat sore head, feeling that there seemed to be signs of fever again, and without thinking about it, he picked out a fever reducer, and after eating, he walked straight to the sofa, lay down as if he was completely paralyzed, and covered himself with a blanket.
"Lu Xiaoran, if you feel uncomfortable, call me up.
I'm feeling a little sleepy, so I'll squint for a while......"
Before Yao Siman closed his eyes, he lay on the sofa and explained uneasily, he couldn't hold it anymore, and immediately fell asleep groggily.
Hearing this, Lu Xiaoran lifted the corner of the quilt, looked at the situation outside, and just wanted to respond to the girl's words, but found that she had fallen asleep.
The boy turned over lazily, lying on his side facing the sofa, looking at the girl stupidly, and a smile on his brows.
Well, the hair is dark and silky.
Well, a small face with a big palm.
Well, the eyebrows are also good-looking.
Well, a fair-skinned neck......
While admiring the girl sleeping like a baby, he nodded silently with satisfaction, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that everything in her body fascinated him, even the "Yin Red Blood Butterfly" that he initially thought was an eyesore, and at this time it fell under his eyes, and it became the most beautiful existence.
It's a pity...... When Lu Xiaoran thought that he couldn't have such a girl, his eyes dimmed a little.
However, just as the boy was alone and sad, he suddenly twisted his eyebrows nervously.
Because, he noticed that the girl's body was curled up more and more, as if she was shaking, and it looked obviously something was not right!
Lu Xiaoran realized something later, and his heart sank, so he hurriedly got up and got out of bed and walked over.
"Knock knock."
Lu Xiaoran had just reached out and touched Yao Siman's hot forehead when there was a sudden knock on the door.
He turned his head to take a look, thinking that Victor, who had to go out to deal with something before, came back, so after carrying Yao Siman to the bed, he turned around in a panic and ran to open the door.