The price of going out to play around on a snowy day and drinking iced milk tea is that Lin Wu fell ill the next day.

Jiang Yi flicked the thermometer a little annoyed, making Lin Wu hold it.

"Your physique is really weak," he complained, "If you have been in our Beicheng since you were a child, you must not be a sick man." ”

Lin Wu was lying on the bed wilted, and the light-colored sheets made her little blush not normal.

After waiting for a few minutes, Jiang Yi looked at the thermometer and frowned, "Thirty-eight degrees seven." High fever, I'll take you to the hospital. ”

"Don't!" Lin Wu said weakly: "Don't go, hospital." ”

Jiang Yi glared at her helplessly, and said angrily: "Wait, I'll go get you medicine!" ”

If it weren't for the fact that she was at her own home, or if she had a cold and fever on her birthday, he wouldn't care even if he was stupid.

He brewed a cup of potion and watched Lin Wu drink it, and then pasted a fever-reducing sticker on her forehead.

Seeing Lin Wu drowsy, he sighed: "Go to sleep." ”

The girl fell asleep groggyly.

Jiang Yi walked out of Lin Wu's room and thought about calling his mother.

"Hey, Mom, Summary... Lin Wu was sick. ”

Tang Xue also wondered why her son suddenly called her, and when she heard that Lin Wu was sick, she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

"Fever, thirty-eight degrees seven."

Tang Xue was very anxious: "Then what are you waiting for, take her to the hospital!" ”

"She wouldn't go."

"How can you not go, the temperature is so high...... By the way, your dad put that fever reducer in the medicine box before, so it's pretty good, so try it. ”

"It's already used."

"Just use it, she definitely can't eat anything if she has a fever now, you can make her some porridge." I can't say that I'm going to have a meeting here, you can report the situation to me at any time, hang up. ”

As she spoke, Tang Xue hung up the phone.

Jiang Yi ate a piece of candy, the tip of his tongue against it, porridge...... How do you boil it?

He checked it on his phone, and the easiest way to do it was to boil it in a rice cooker.

Well, this method is good, simple and convenient, and the porridge must be delicious.

After adjusting the rice cooker to porridge mode, Jiang Yi looked at his phone, and Jiang's father sent him WeChat.

[Dad]: I heard your mother say that Xiao Wu'er is sick, and the medicine she took works for fever, but you can't take it indiscriminately, and if she still has a fever after two hours, you have to go to the hospital immediately.

Jiang Yi frowned, is it so troublesome?

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After the porridge was boiled, Jiang Yi tasted it.

Hey, that's good! He thought about it, it seemed that he could still be a cook if he couldn't get along in the future.

After serving a bowl, he sent it to Lin Wu.

Lin Wu's face was still red, he slept in a daze, and his hair was messy on his face.

"Little stammer," Jiang Yi shook Lin Wu and said, "Drink some porridge, a little physical strength." ”

"Hmm......" Lin Wu muttered and struggled to sit up.

"Let you have a lot of fun, let you drink iced milk tea in winter, okay?" Jiang Yi angrily stuffed the spoon into her hand and held the bowl for her.

Lin Wu had just scooped up a spoonful, but his hand had no strength, and the spoon fell into the bowl.

"Woo, it's ...... dropped" Lin Wu sniffed and looked at Jiang Yi, tears seemed to be flashing in his eyes, "Dropped ......"

A trace of panic flashed across Jiang Yi's face, and he whispered to Lin Wu: "Don't cry!" Don't shed tears for me! ”

The girl tried to hold back her tears, but her eyes turned red because of this.

She tried to get the spoon again, but this time she didn't have the strength to pick it up.