Chapter 203: It's a weak heart
"Where is this?"
Ji Shisheng barely sat up, he just woke up, and felt that his body was like a person who had just recovered from a serious illness and had no strength, so he didn't bother to argue with Mo Nian.
In fact, the so-called bickering is just that he is alone there and angry, and Mo Nian will only be like a robot, giving one stereotypical and annoying answer after another.
"Ye Beiguang's suburban villa." Mo Nian replied.
"Sister Qinghuai and I came out to rest?"
Ji Shisheng was not confused for long, after he heard the location, he knew what was happening, and couldn't help frowning: "Have I slept for so long?" ”
"No, you've actually been asleep for less than ten days."
Mo Nian raised his hand and fanned the wind, was it because the rain had stopped? Why is she feeling a little hot?
"Because Sister Qinghuai planned ahead, that's why you're here." Mo Nian explained.
"Why are you called Sister Qinghuai? What's going on these days? ”
When Ji Shisheng heard this, he always felt that a lot of things seemed to have happened in the few days that he was gone, and he asked, "Why are you in my room?" ”
"It was Sister Qinghuai who asked me to call it that, as for the things that have happened too much in the past few days, I can't say anything clearly, to be honest, I only slept after dawn, and I don't have much energy to explain to you now, Assistant Bai is coming later, why don't you discuss these things with him."
Mo Nian's speech was slower than usual, "By the way, the reason I'm here is that you are sick, and it's not good to have Ye Beiguang's people come and accompany you all night, so I'm here to keep vigil." ”
"It's only been a few days, and you seem to be getting lazy." Ji Shisheng was obviously dissatisfied with Mo Nian's answer.
He didn't feel like Mo Nian's usual style, was it because he was too tired?
“…… Never mind. ”
Ji Shisheng didn't know what had happened in the past few days, but looking at Mo Nian's appearance, he seemed to be really tired, and he didn't want to have a reputation as a calculating, "Call Assistant Bai to come." ”
"Yes." Mo Nian nodded, and then she reached out to open her bag, fumbling for her phone in a pile of snacks to replenish her strength.
Ji Shisheng looked at her for a few seconds, felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help but speak: "Mo Nian." ”
"Huh?" Mo Nian raised his head.
"You ......"
Ji Shisheng vaguely felt the problem, "Are your movements a little slower than before?" ”
"Maybe it's because of staying up late?" Mo Nian yawned as he spoke, "I've been a little sleep-deprived these days. ”
"On top of that, your face is a little red, too." Ji Shisheng pointed out another problem.
"Maybe the temperature is rising today." Mo Nian said, "You know, I don't like hot weather. ”
Hot?
Ji Shisheng glanced at the electronic watch on the wall that showed the indoor temperature.
24 degrees.
"Mo Nian." Ji Shisheng understood something, he raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and hooked his finger at Mo Nian, "Come here." ”
"Let me refuse."
Mo Nian raised his hands and crossed them on his chest in a defensive gesture, "My brother said that girls can't approach men lying on the bed casually. ”
Ji Shisheng: "......"
"I'm not interested in you."
Ji Shisheng's forehead jumped, "Just with your appearance, it's not enough to make me think about it!" ”
"Really?" Mo Nian was puzzled, "But they all said that I was good-looking." ”
This did not mean to sell and boast, Mo Nian was just telling the truth.
"Even a man wouldn't seriously say that his brother was ugly."
Ji Shisheng showed a smile full of "I have reached the limit of patience", "Mo Nian, although I have many reasons to convince you to come, I don't want to waste time now, so, if you still trust me, come here." ”
Mo Nian thought for a moment, put down the bag in his arms, got up from the chair, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"What's the matter?" Mo Nian was puzzled, she was sitting on a chair, not far from Ji Shisheng, right?
Why did you ask her to come to the bedside?
At this moment, Mo Nian suddenly saw a clean palm stretching out towards her face, and before she could react, some cold palms were pressed against her forehead.
Mo Nian felt the heat that had made her uncomfortable before eased a little.
It's so comfortable.
"Sure enough......"
Ji Shisheng sighed, and was about to withdraw his hand, "You were passed on by me...... Well? ”
Before he finished speaking, Ji Shisheng paused suddenly, and he withdrew his hand on Mo Nian's forehead again, but found that he couldn't move.
Looking up, Mo Nian grabbed his hand and put it on her forehead.
"What are you doing?" Ji Shisheng's tone was slightly embarrassed, and his face was also a little suspicious.
"So you don't just make my heart skip a beat."
There was a bit of novelty in Mo Nian's tone, and she said, "It can still make me comfortable." ”
Ji Shisheng: "......" Who taught your language! Don't say such misleading things as if nothing happened!
Taking a deep breath, Ji Shisheng flicked his fingers-
"Smack!"
"Shhh
Mo Nian gasped and covered his sore forehead and whispered.
Ji Shisheng took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, looked at Mo Nian with a speechless expression, and said, "Are you burnt?" ”
"Burnt?" Mo Nian's eyes were confused.
"You have a fever."
Ji Shisheng looked at her like this and sighed, rarely didn't care about these details with her.
Why are you more serious with patients?
"It's not that I make you comfortable, it's that your body temperature is higher than normal, so you feel that my hands are cold and can cool down." Ji Shisheng said.
He had seen Mo Nian's slow movements and reddened face before, so he guessed if she had a fever.
After touching Mo Nian's forehead just now, he confirmed his guess.
Mo Nian was lazy to answer his own questions before, and he didn't do things well, and he was completely confused.
"Is that so......" Mo Nian realized after realizing that it was no wonder that she felt very hot and her body was very heavy, it turned out that she had a fever.
Because she hadn't been sick for a long time, she forgot that it was a sign of fever and mistakenly thought it was just the sequelae of staying up late.
"Call Assistant Bai." Ji Shisheng sighed.
"Okay."
When Mo Nian heard this, he was about to get up and get his bag.
"Smack."
At this moment, a hand grabbed her arm.
Mo Nian was stunned for a moment, she stopped her figure, turned her head to look at the bed, "President? ”
It was Ji Shisheng who grabbed her.
“…… You sit down. ”
Ji Shisheng met her confused eyes and couldn't help sighing, "Where is my phone?" ”
"The mobile phone was broken last night, and Assistant Bai prepared a new one." Mo Nian pointed to the bedside table, where there was a new mobile phone prepared by Assistant Bai for Shi Sheng, but Shi Sheng had a fever last night and didn't use this mobile phone, so he didn't set a password or anything like that.
Ji Shisheng picked up the phone, swiped the screen and clicked on the address book.
Sure enough, Assistant Bai saved his and Mo Nian's numbers, in addition to the contact information of Dr. Li, Steward Zhuang and others.
Ji Shisheng dialed Assistant Bai's phone, and after the phone was connected, he said directly: "Come to my room immediately and bring fever reducer." ”
With that, he hung up the phone.
At this time, Ji Shisheng felt that someone was watching him.
There are only him and Mo Nian in the room, and whoever looks at himself naturally doesn't have to guess to think of it.
"What do you see me doing?" Ji Shisheng glanced at Mo Nian, who was staring at him tightly on the side of the bed.
"Why don't you let me call?" Mo Nian spoke, his voice hoarse.
When Ji Shisheng heard this, his brows furrowed, and he was about to speak.
Mo Nian spoke first: "Look I'm too tired?" Do you care about me? ”
Ji Shisheng was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but before the word "no" stuck in his throat and before he could say it, his heartbeat began to accelerate.
He knows why.
It's a lack of heart.
If he answers "no", he is lying.
So the heart is empty.
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