"Song Fusheng. Early. I may have overslept again today. Hehehe~"

Shen Qingjia's face turned red. The voice is also weak. Her smile was reluctant, and she looked pretended to be relaxed.

Actually, she's very uncomfortable right now.

"It's fine. You go back to bed and lie down. Song Fusheng looked at Shen Qingjia's uncomfortable look, and he felt very uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and probed Shen Qingjia's forehead, it was so hot. It looks like he has a fever. Hyperpyrexia. Song Fusheng probed his forehead again. Shen Qingjia's forehead was too hot. Even though I think her face is rarely red like a fire, it's also quite cute.

Song Fusheng doesn't have any strange hobbies.

He still wanted her to be the same as usual.

She's good-looking at all times.

Shen Qingjia walked to the edge of his bed in a top-heavy step.

"Why did you catch a cold all of a sudden?" Song Fusheng asked with concern.

"I don't know." Shen Qingjia. She kept touching her forehead, the palms of her hands and the backs of her hands back and forth, she delusionally thought that this would make her forehead less hot. And her face, her cheeks, she also hoped that it would cool a little bit.

"I see. You forgot to close the window last night. Look—" Song Fusheng looked around and found that the window on the balcony was wide open. It's early winter. The temperature is very high in the morning and evening, and the wind is strong at night. It is estimated that Shen Qingjia found the wind chill at night and blew the cold wind.

It's so disheartening. Song Fusheng said in his heart. However, he didn't blame Shen Qingjia at all. He was worried about her.

"Shen Qingjia, what are you doing? What are you doing? "Song Fusheng is just a gap. When he looked at Shen Qingjia, he found that she was sorting out her schoolbag. Could it be that you are still thinking about going to school because you are sick like this? Did she burn out her brain?

Song Fusheng frowned and snatched her schoolbag.

If it were Shen Qingjia in the past, he would definitely shout, and he would have great strength to fight. But now she is really powerless. I can't do it at all.

"Song Fusheng. You give me your bag. I don't want your help. Shen Qingjia didn't seem to realize what Song Fusheng's true intentions were. All she could think about now was to get her things sorted out quickly and go downstairs. Zhuang Zhou must be impatient to wait. Don't be late just because she's there. She's a sinful one.

"You are resting at home today. I'll give you a leave of absence. You don't have to worry about anything. Song Fusheng helped her sit back on the bed. Pressed her shoulder and said gently: "Shen Qingjia, you have to be well-behaved, and if you are sick, you have to rest well." That's how it gets better. Right? ”

All right.

This Shen Qingjia, who can't stand the test at all. Now my heart is like a deer. She really thinks that Song Fusheng is the most gentle person in the world.

Shen Qingjia did not answer. She was now feeling a bout of vomiting in her stomach, but there was nothing to vomit about. She didn't spit out anything. Just retched a few times.

It's terrible.

Shen Qingjia didn't want to show such a look in front of Song Fusheng at all. It's just so ugly. Shen Qingjia's face was originally very red because of high fever, but now it is even more red because of shame. Of course, Song Fusheng didn't know about these inner activities. I just felt that Shen Qingjia was too sick. Maybe get a doctor. "I'll put you in touch with your GP later. He'll be here soon. "Song Fusheng's personal doctor. and Song Fusheng live in the same district. Easy to come and go.

"No, I don't. I'll just get some sleep. I'll drink more hot water. Shen Qingjia was very conscious. But he didn't seem to tell her to drink more hot water. If you are sick, you still have to see a doctor. Blindly drinking water doesn't completely solve the problem. Although drinking more hot water is quite true. "You have a good rest now, I'll go down and get the medicine kit first. You get rid of the fever first. ”

At this point, there was a symbolic knock on the door. Zhuang Zhou came in.

"I'm so sorry I didn't wait for you to come in, I just came in on my own." Zhuang Zhou said to Shen Qingjia with a smile.

"It's fine. I'm sorry to worry you. "I'm sorry, it's her. She's stuck both of them here now. I'm so embarrassed.

"Are you feeling better? I hear your voice and you seem to be very sick. Got a cold, right? You don't have a quilt at night, do you? Heck, kicking the quilt is generally a child's habit. Zhuang Zhou may have wanted to make Shen Qingjia happy, and he was deliberately funny. His expression was also funny.

Although Shen Qingjia didn't want to laugh so much, it was just because she didn't have much extra strength to laugh at this joke. But she still struggled to squeeze out a gentle smile. "Zhuang Zhou. Hurry up and go to school. It's really too late to go again. Song Fusheng, you should go quickly. "Shen Qingjia. That's the most important thing. It's not okay for them to surround her like this now. It's time to get to school.

"We're fine. You don't have to worry about us. You apply a fever reducer first. Zhuang Zhou opened the medicine box, took out a fever pastel from it and handed it to Shen Qingjia. Then I found a forehead thermometer and some antipyretics. He put them all on Shen Qingjia's quilt.

It seems that there are so many categories, you can choose from them.

Shen Qingjia couldn't help laughing at this moment, although her voice was still very weak, but obviously because she was in a good mood, she was not so low.

You won't be able to die for a while. Zhuang Zhou remembered the lifeless voice in the previous phone call, and compared with the current one, his heart fell a little.

"I'll soak you." Song Fusheng had already brought the boiling water bottle between their words. He took the medicine and poured it into a cup, stirring it with a stirring spoon to dissolve. Then it was served to Shen Qingjia.

"Thank you. Thank you both. I really feel like I'm so lucky. Shen Qingjia said movingly.

"It's fine." Song Fusheng and Zhuang Zhou said in unison.

"Okay, I'm fine now. Go to school. I'll leave it to you. Please, both of you. There is also snow. I'm sorry to be there, but I'm going to trouble you again. I don't think she was very good at school. Please help me go see her and find out about the situation by the way. Shen Qingjia hesitated, but asked Song Fusheng and them to take a look at Shi Xue's situation.

Shi Xue has not replied to her text messages, and she feels very worried. She wasn't like that before. She always replies to her text messages in seconds, and it is the style that she can produce a hundred words in two or three words.

"No problem. I'll check it out. "Song Fusheng.

He had never been interested in sparing things, but since this was Shen Qingjia's request, he would definitely do it.