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Zhang Buxi really had a fever at night.

Burn to 39.5°.

39.5° is a high fever for an adult, and when she woke up from bed, her throat was dry, her nasal passages were dry, her head was groggy, and her whole body was very hot.

I haven't been sick for a long time, but when I get sick, I'm like a mountain.

The cloister and spiral staircase were heated, and Zhang Buxi put on a coat and went downstairs.

Because of the fever, her body was hot, and her cheeks were also red.

Finding the refrigerator, she took a jar of fresh oranges and opened it to drink, it was cold and cold, and it was much more comfortable in an instant.

Wen Tun took the fresh orange back to the room, and as soon as she entered, she found that Li Duoyu didn't know when she appeared in her bedroom.

Zhang Buxi hid the fresh orange behind him, walked over and asked, "Mr. Li, do you have something to look for me?" ”

Hearing the voice, Li Shenyan turned around and asked her in a faint voice, "Where did you go?" ”

Zhang Buxi shook his head: "I didn't go anywhere!" ”

Under the scrutiny of his cold gaze, Zhang Buxi felt that she couldn't control her mouth again, so she closed her mouth tightly and hid the bright orange behind her into the sleeve of her coat.

Fortunately, the coat is big enough and the cuffs are wide enough to hide in a jar.

Li Shenyan walked towards her, Zhang Buxi was afraid of being seen, so he was stepping back.

The closer he got closer, the more panicked Zhang Buxi became.

In the end, when he was forced to retreat, Zhang Buxi leaned his back against the edge of the door and immediately said, "I may have a little insomnia......"

"And then?" He asked.

Zhang Buxi changed his words, brewed so many emotions, and finally confessed to leniency: "I have a little low-grade fever, it's true that I can't sleep, it's so uncomfortable that I feel like I'm going to burp!" ”

Li Shenyan said: "Just a low-grade fever? ”

“……”

As he continued to ponder how to answer, the next moment, Li Shenyan's hand reached out to her back and brought her forward, and he leaned over slightly, his forehead against her forehead, feeling her temperature.

At such a close distance, the breath is intertwined.

Zhang Buxi couldn't tell whether it was his hot cheeks caused by his fever or his cheeks caused by some subtle mood.

For a moment, his cold voice was mixed with a trace of almost undetectable anger: "This is what you call a low-grade fever?" ”

When he noticed that she had a little cold symptoms, he had already probed her forehead, and at that time the fever had not yet begun, and the temperature was normal.

In just two or three hours, her forehead became hot and she developed a high fever.

Li Shenyan took him to the bed, "Lie down and don't move." ”

Zhang Buxi lay down obediently, not daring to move.

I saw Li Shenyan take out his mobile phone, make a call, and roughly say that Zhang Buxi was going to hang up.

Zhang Buxi asked in a weak voice, "Is it a doctor?" ”

"Hmm."

His expression was faint from beginning to end, and he couldn't tell if he was angry, and his tone didn't sound like he was fluctuating.

I watched him take out the thermometer from the inside of his clothes and feed it to her mouth: "Mouth open." ”

Zhang Buxi opened his mouth honestly.

Put the thermometer in your mouth and wait five minutes.

In the five minutes of waiting, Zhang Buxi's fresh orange hidden in her sleeve made her hand numb, she carefully changed her hand, and pulled out the numb hand to penetrate.

It was almost five minutes before the lip flap moved, and the thermometer in his mouth suddenly fell off and landed on the quilt.

Zhang Buxi picked it up, and his cold fingertips touched the glass bubble.

The originally elevated temperature dropped in an instant, and it was a bit outrageous......