857 Are you dying?

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Chen Luan really couldn't bear it, and shouted with unbearable discomfort, "Don't knock again." ”

She didn't know that she didn't speak, her voice had completely changed, hoarse and unspeakable, and it seemed that she really had a bad cold.

Chen Luan looked at the position of the door, and when there was no knock, she fell asleep again.

It was when she was in a daze of sleep that she noticed that a warm hand touched her forehead, and this temperature was what she liked, so she almost immediately grabbed that hand.

Yi He paused all of a sudden, and he didn't react at half-sound, but seeing the blush on Chen Luan's face, he pulled out his hand and patted her face, "Hurry up and take medicine, you have a cold." ”

When he heard Chen Luan's voice, Yi He just noticed that something was wrong, Chen Luan's voice was crisp, and it was rare for him to have such a hoarse voice.

And then I connected to the scene of playing in the snow last night, and it is estimated that I was cold at that time.

"Don't touch me." Chen Luan grabbed his hand and didn't let him move.

"Hey!" Yi He looked at her speechlessly, "Can you see who I am?" Even you dare to arrest me, are you going to die? ”

"I'm so uncomfortable!" Chen Luan said with a sad face, "I'm still so hot." ”

"Alright." Yi He experienced this scene for the first time, and he felt uncontrollable, "You take your temperature first, okay, wait and see if you can go to the hospital." ”

Chen Luan's face was flushed, and it looked like he was going to be delirious.

The sick Chen Luan and the usual Chen Luan are not the same person at all, Yi He feels it now, for example, Chen is a grumpy child after being sick, no matter what you tell her, she won't listen.

Yi He originally wanted to stuff the thermometer into her mouth, but Chen Luan didn't want to hold it, so she kept crying.

The thermometer was spit out by Chen Luan again, and Yi He didn't have any patience anymore, so he lowered his face and said, "What's the matter with you?" Take your temperature, is it going to kill you, the struggle is so violent. ”

"I don't want to take my temperature." Chen Luan was confused now, and she didn't know who was talking to her, but instinctively answered and resisted.

"Okay, okay." Yi He looked at Chen Luan's sick appearance, and the people who had planned to leave stayed again, and he racked his brains to think about how to let Chen Luan receive treatment.

"Shall we not take our temperature?" Yi He coaxed softly, "Can I give you a lollipop?" You know lollipops, you're eating lollipops right now. ”

Saying that, Yi He just stuffed the thermometer into Chen Luan's mouth, this trick was really useful, Chen Luan didn't think about spitting it out, just frowned and swallowed it.

Yi He touched her forehead again, it was hot, and after a few minutes, Yi He took out the thermometer, and at first glance, she felt that it was a little serious, her current body temperature was more than thirty-nine degrees, and if she continued like this, she was afraid that she would burn her brain.

"Chen Luan, are you still conscious?" Yi He patted her face, as if thinking about what to do?

"I'm so uncomfortable." Chen Luan cried prostrately.

She seemed to be very fragile, and she was crying all the time, and after a while, the pillow was wet.

Yi He saw her crying, and the whole person didn't know how to react, he had never seen such a fragile side of Chen Luan.