Chapter Seventy-Eight: Cooling Down
I have been really tired in the past few days, and the weather has changed, Bai Chi has been infected with some wind cold, and the doctor has also checked the pulse before coming, he just wants to lie down and rest for a while.
As soon as he untied his coat, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, Bai Chi turned around and looked at Yu Nuonuo who had just stepped into the threshold, Yu Nuonuo looked at the coat that Bai Chi was half carrying on his body a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to advance or retreat for a while.
But fortunately, such an embarrassing moment didn't last long, and when he saw Yu Nuonuo coming in, Bai Chi lifted the clothes he was carrying on his body, "Is there anything wrong with me?" ”
Yu Nuonuo's cheeks were a little crimson, and he deliberately didn't look in the direction of Bai Chi, "That...... Just now the housekeeper said that you are sick, he is going to boil medicine now, let me take care of you first! ”
"Sick?" Bai Chi was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and he should be talking about his infection with wind and cold.
Of course he knows his own body, but it's just some small problems, just take a break, but now looking at Yu Nuonuo standing at the door, the little fox in his heart couldn't help but pop up.
Putting his fist to his mouth, he coughed lightly, "Ahem, cough, I'm a little dizzy now, and I feel a little dry in my mouth, why don't you pour me a glass of water first!" ”
Yu Nuonuo didn't realize that something was wrong, walked to the table and poured the water from the kettle on the table into the cup, and after pouring it out, he found that the water was cold.
"Why is this water ice?" The maid in the place where Yu Nuonuo lived would change the hot water regularly every day, so the water on Bai Chi's table turned out to be cold, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Bai Chi has always refused to drink hot water, especially since he has been in the barracks for many years, he is used to drinking cold water, and he always feels that he can't quench his thirst when drinking hot water.
"It's okay, just the hot water on the table, you can pour me a glass!" Bai Chi took advantage of Yu Nuonuo's pouring of water to take off his coat and lay down on the bed in his middle coat.
How could Yu Nuonuo agree?
Drinking hot water is a very important thing engraved in the bones of girls, especially Bai Chi is still sick now.
"You lie down and rest first, I'll go to hot water now, it should be fine for a while." After speaking, he ran out without waiting for Bai Chi's reply.
Looking at Yu Nuonuo's figure, Bai Chi couldn't help but smile, and some warmth appeared in his heart, and he wanted to tease her.
Ay!
That's it!
There is always hot water in the kitchen, and Yu Nuonuo quickly rushed back with a pot of hot water, but maybe he was really tired, and Bai Chi had already fallen asleep when Yu Nuonuo came back.
Good-looking people seem to be very beautiful in everything they do, Bai Chi just lay there quietly, all beautiful as a painting, his eyelashes are like dancing elves, his lips may be a little pale because of illness, but it adds a touch of cold beauty to his face.
Yu Nuonuo, who found himself stunned, patted his head, "What are you thinking?" ”
People fell asleep, the hot water naturally couldn't be drunk, looking at Bai Chi's still slightly red face, Yu Nuonuo simply poured the hot water he had just called into the basin, took a clean handkerchief and put it in the hot water, and waited until the hot water soaked the entire handkerchief, Yu Nuonuo twisted the water dry, touched the temperature of the handkerchief with his hand, felt appropriate, and carefully wiped his face and neck with the handkerchief.
This belongs to physical cooling, in fact, it would be better if there was alcohol, every time she used to have a cold and fever, she generally wiped with alcohol and drank hot water, and she could choose not to drink medicine, and generally would not drink medicine.
Yu Nuonuo's strength was very light, Bai Chi felt like a feather gently brushing his skin, crispy and numb, and the hand hidden under the quilt couldn't help but clench his fists.