The back of his hand was repeatedly probed, and the hot temperature on Li Sichen's forehead showed how bad his state was.

Jiang Li withdrew his sweaty hand, grabbed his mobile phone from the table, and dialed a number without looking.

"Lu Jiu, please help me call the family doctor over, Li Sichen has a fever."

"Ah" Lu Jiu on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned, and held up the phone in front of him in disbelief to confirm the caller ID before answering again, "Okay, madam." ”

As he spoke, he nodded violently unconsciously, realized that no one could see him, and stopped moving.

Wasn't he fine just now, why did he suddenly get sick

As Li Sichen's assistant, the speed of work is naturally extremely fast, and after a short time, the doctor will hold the clinic box and press the doorbell.

"Ma'am." He nodded at Jiang Li, raised his eyes and saw the other party's frowning slightly, followed her into the room, and took out the stethoscope with ease.

The cold metal didn't have time to cover the heat in the hand, and the skin that emitted heat was pasted.

Li Sichen couldn't tell whether this coolness had added more discomfort to him or evacuated the heat, so he subconsciously moved impatiently, trying to avoid annoying objects.

"Bear with me, it'll be fine soon."

She pressed Li Sichen, who was constantly moving like a child at this time, leaned over to his ear, and coaxed softly.

In order not to make Li Sichen uncomfortable, the doctor accelerated the speed of the examination, measured the body temperature, stood up and took out the appropriate amount of medicine from the consultation box, lowered his eyes and asked Jiang Li how to take care of the patient.

"Antipyretic medicine can make him sleep more peacefully, but before taking medicine, be sure to let him drink some porridge to pad his stomach, otherwise taking medicine directly is not good for his stomach. After taking the medicine, you can use physical cooling at the same time, so it will be better faster. ”

"Physical cooling"

Hearing her question, the doctor chuckled, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, "It's usually rubbed all over the body with alcohol." ”

Jiang Li's face became delicate, she pulled out a smile in embarrassment, and asked, "Does it have to be like this?"

"Of course not, it's okay to put a wet towel on your forehead."

Seeing her hesitation as shyness, she raised her eyebrows and let the young lady go.

Immediately relieved, Jiang Li politely thanked the doctor and sent him all the way to the door.

Closing the door and returning to the house, she first prepared the basin and hair

The towel was brought straight into the room and placed on the bedside table, and the pure white and soft towel was immersed in the water, absorbing the transparent liquid.

Wring out the excess water, the towel is folded squarely, and the sweaty bangs are lifted and placed on the forehead.

The coolness covered and relieved the temperature, Li Sichen couldn't help but stretch his expression, and retracted into the quilt very obediently.

"It's too late to eat too nutritious and can't digest, the white porridge has no taste, and I can't eat it when I'm sick"

After temporarily settling the sick person, she pinched her chin and pondered for a long time.

She repeatedly opened the refrigerator to confirm the ingredients and finalized the staple dish of lean porridge.

The porridge water boiled over medium heat bubbled white, the rice grains turned over in it, gradually becoming fat and soft, and the chopped lean meat was seasoned with a little salt and soy sauce, and then fried before being put into the pot.

The faint aroma of food fills the air and wafts through the room without hesitation.

Carefully filled a spoonful to taste it, Jiang Li smacked her lips and put it into the porcelain bowl with satisfaction.

"Come, eat some porridge."

With his fingers on his back, Li Sichen, who was sleeping in a daze, reluctantly sat up, leaning on Jiang Li's arms with his body that couldn't make up his strength, and his heavy head slid down on her shoulder.

didn't care much about him, Jiang Li adjusted his posture, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it to his mouth and blew it a few times, against his lips.

The porridge water was fed spoonful, entered down the esophagus, and ironed the empty stomach.

When trying to feed the second bowl, Li Sichen turned his head and was no longer willing to swallow it.

The towel fell on the quilt, she didn't care about dealing with it, and while Li Sichen had not completely fallen asleep, she quickly broke a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth, holding his jaw up, so as not to give him a chance to spit out.

The drug dissipates in the body, slowly takes effect, and a towel recovers the forehead.

Li Sichen's eyes were half-open, and he felt a familiar breath in a trance, there was once a person who gently fed himself porridge when he was sick, undoubtedly stuffed with medicine, and a towel with just the right humidity.

Everything is possessed by a soft and strong figure in the mind.

"Mom"

He muttered under his breath, his fingertips hooking the man's fingers, tightening them tightly, lest she disappear.

Maybe it's the warmth I haven't felt for too long, or maybe it's it

Xu was wronged by illness, and he buried his head in the quilt, trying to hide the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Mom don't leave me, okay"

Listening to his thick nasal voice and looking at his softened face, Jiang Li looked at the hand that was clenched unilaterally, sighed deeply, and let him move, not to stop him.

As the saying goes, a mother's child is a treasure, but this child has lost his mother's care, pretending to be himself with thorns, and only shows his weakness when he is sick.

Jiang Li stroked his hair with his other hand, his eyes glowing with faint distress.

A sour feeling filled her heart, and she gently patted Li Sichen's chest, lowered her volume and hummed an unknown tune.

The deep sky faded, the morning sky was dawning, the sun was revealing with a warm orange yellow, and the birds were sensitively aware of the change of time, and happily called to jump on the branches.

The towel lost its coldness and became warm, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and her black and white eyes blinked in confusion.

Li Sichen twisted his neck, and only slightly tilted to see Jiang Li lying on the side of the bed, his face full of exhaustion.

Unconsciously moved his fingers, the touch of another person was hidden in the palm of his hand, and there were empty bowls, leftover medicines, and a basin of water at the head of the bed.

It is not difficult to guess what kind of care he received throughout the night.

The tip of the heart is like being wrapped in warm water, melting fine pieces of ice.

He reached out and touched her cheek, deliberately taking a light motion that did not affect his admiration for the other person's sleeping face.

After watching silently for a long time, his fingertips slid over the falling hair, passed by the wrinkled eyebrows, and stayed on the tip of his nose.

The index finger and thumb were put together, and a little force was used with bad intentions.

"Well, don't move."

Jiang Li slapped away her messy hands, and folded her arms together to fall back asleep.

But the poor sleeping posture forced her consciousness to some extent.

Sitting for a long time, there was a cry of dissatisfaction from the muscles that were sore.

She stretched her legs uncomfortably, still sitting on the ground, the hand she was holding was stunned and didn't dare to move a bit.

Shaking his head amusedly, Li Sichen half-propped himself up, leaned over, held his breath, and his dry lips, which were peeled from fever, pressed against his cheeks, which had red marks from sleep.

The fingers under the quilt found her hand and gently shook it.