Shang Qian slept all afternoon, woke up in a daze at night, and after Long Jingze fed her a bowl of porridge, he quickly fell asleep again.

Occasionally, the uncomfortable struggle in her sleep would remove the towel on her head, and someone would immediately put it back for her.

The needle had been removed, and now all she had left was to rest.

At night, Long Jingze lay beside Shang Qian, looking at her still blushing little face, her dark eyes full of worry.

Touching her forehead, the temperature of hot hands.

Some people rarely get sick, but once they get sick, it's hard to get better.

Shang Qian obviously belongs to this category.

Midnight.

"Hot ...... It's so hot......"

The woman's little hands kept slapping the quilt and kicking it away, wearing the thin pajamas that the man had changed for her, exposing the whole person to the cold air.

Long Jingze, who was beside him, was awakened by the shallow movements, and touched the woman's exposed skin, which was cold. Thick eyebrows furrowed.

Regardless of Shang Qian's struggle, he covered her with the quilt again, and his hot body also clinged to her and hugged her.

In the afternoon, when the doctor was there, he said that sweating more for the patient is also good for cold recovery.

Shang Qian only felt hot, the heat was about to explode, his hair was soaked with sweat, not to mention his body.

Long Jingze, who was holding her, also felt the woman's sweat, but he still didn't mean to let go.

Sweat tonight, and then go to the shower tomorrow when the cold is better. If he didn't sweat this tonight, he was really afraid of another high fever tomorrow. If this continues, the brain of the little thing must not burn out?

In the end, Shang Qian's whole person was like being fished out of the water, and he was wet.

Sheets, quilts, and pillows are also soaked to varying degrees.

The next morning, touching the woman's forehead, Long Jingze put the heart of the night into his stomach.

The fever finally subsided。。。。。

The body temperature that was still shallow returned to normal, and it was no longer hot to hot.

The face has also regained a healthy redness.

Now that the fever has subsided, Long Jingze hesitated to take Shang Qian to take a bath in the bathroom, what if he caught a cold in the bath later?

But she has always loved cleanliness, and she must not be able to stand so much sweat on her body at this time, and she will definitely wake up and take a shower.

He took the woman out of the quilt and called a few servants to come up and change the sheets and covers.

After the servant came in, he didn't squint the whole time, and Shang Qian was held by Long Jingze obediently nestled in his arms motionless, with his eyes closed, and he didn't make any sound.

Very well-behaved~

After changing the quilt cover, the servant withdrew. Long Jingze put Shang Qian back on the bed, took a new pajama from the cloakroom for her to change into, and drew a basin of water from the bathroom to wipe her whole body.

A rough man can also be very careful and gentle when he takes care of people, at least Long Jingze is now.

After the whole process, Shang Qian was not woken up by the toss, which shows how light the man's movements were.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Shang Qian is currently weak and cannot wake up soon.

When the maid brought breakfast in, Shang Qian woke up.

Smelling this fragrance, she was hungry, except for the beef noodles she ate by herself that night, Long Jingze fed a bowl of porridge, and she didn't eat anything the rest.

The chest that was already hungry was pressed against the back.

So when Long Jingze walked to the bed with porridge, Shang Qian's eyes never left the white porcelain bowl.

She also drank the fragrant white porridge.

"Don't have appetizing sauerkraut?" Shang Qian asked.

Her mouth is so tasteless now, and although the white porridge is fragrant, it can't arouse her sense of taste.

Long Jingze held a small bowl in his hand and said, "Yes." ”

Shang Qian's eyes were shining, "Give it to me." ”

The man didn't give it to her, but only put a little bit of it with chopsticks into the bowl of still light white porridge.

That's right, just a little sauerkraut.