Walking to Han Jingnian's side, Xia Wan'an stared at his prosperous beauty, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then handed the bath towel to him, "You wipe the water on your body first, I'll call Zhang Tezhu later, and ask him to pick you ......up."

Han Jingnian slowly opened his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.

Xia Wan'an frowned when he saw that he didn't take the bath towel, and just wanted to speak again, the man in front of him suddenly shook, and then the whole person fell forward and fell on her shoulder impartially.

Xia Goodnight, who was almost crushed by the weight of his body, almost fell to his knees: "......"

What is Han Jingnian doing? Fainting without saying a word?

Xia Wan'an pouted: "Han Jingnian ......"

Just called his name, and she could smell a strong smell of wine coming to her nose.

She subconsciously turned her head and moved closer to him, and then almost fainted on the spot from the smell of alcohol on his body.

How much wine did he drink...... No wonder he just walked staggering...... Dare to be drunk?

Wait, he's drunk, why did he come to her?

There are so many servants in the old house, it's really not good and Zhang Tezhu, since he treats her as an outsider, as a legal husband and wife, he even "Does the house have your name?" If he could say such a thing, why did he come to her?

She is such a backbone person, it is impossible to care about him!

Half an hour later, Xia Goodnight, who was holding his old waist with one hand and shaking his sore wrist with the other, stood on the edge of the bed panting, staring at Han Jingnian, who was sleeping in the pink sheets she had just changed at night, who had taken off her wet clothes, wiped her body with a towel, and was lying in the pink sheets she had just changed at night.

Han Jingnian looked lean, but in fact he had a lot of weight, dragged him upstairs, helped him undress (his underwear was taken off with his eyes closed), and wiped his body (the key parts were skipped by her directly carrying the ninety-nine multiplication table), almost exhausting all her physical strength.

She barely held on to the last of her blood, threw his clothes into the washing machine, washed and dried them, and fell asleep on the bed exhausted.

In the drowsiness, Xia Wan'an felt that it was very hot around her, she kicked the quilt, she could still feel the heat, she subconsciously touched the side, and the temperature of the tentacles made her sleepy disappear in an instant.

Han Jingnian actually had a high fever?

Xia Wan'an took out the thermometer, measured the temperature, and saw that it was thirty-nine degrees, she hurriedly turned out the fever reducer patch, antipyretic medicine, and then found alcohol to help him cool down physically.

I don't know if he is drunk and confused, or if he is less confused, he has been talking nonsense, his voice is very low, and Xia Wanhao can't hear clearly.

The fever reducer patches were replaced one after another, and even the cotton balls stained with alcohol were thrown all over the trash can, just when Xia Wanjing was thinking, if the fever did not go away, when she was about to call an ambulance, Han Jingnian's body temperature finally had a downward trend.

Xia Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that he would burn again later.

As time passed, Han Jingnian's breathing gradually stabilized, and the bedroom became quieter.

He was still babbling, and his words were clearer than just now, but Xia Wan'an listened carefully for a while, and only barely caught a few scattered words: "I won't let you have an accident...... I hurt you......"

“…… I'm sorry...... Destiny to give you ......"

PS: I've arrived abroad, wake up and write a chapter, then go to dinner, and I'll see you in the evening