Chapter 47: Yan Yichen Has a Fever (2)

Meng Yi'er took two pills according to the dosage of the instructions, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water, then laboriously helped Yan Yichen's body up from the bed, stuffed the medicine into his mouth, picked up the water cup and handed it to his mouth.

Yan Yichen was completely unconscious, and he couldn't drink water by himself, Meng Yi'er picked up the water cup and poured some water into his mouth, who knew that he even spit out the water with medicine.

Meng Yi'er continued to feed it twice, but it was still useless, she felt that Yan Yichen's body temperature was getting higher and higher, and even the air around him became a little hot.

Meng Yi'er was suddenly a little anxious in her heart, so he couldn't take the medicine at all, until the fourth attempt, Meng Yi'er saw that he was about to spit out the medicine again, she hurriedly pinched his jaw vigorously to prevent him from spitting it out again, and a few seconds later, Yan Yichen coughed twice before swallowing the medicine, and Meng Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief.

She touched the towel covering Yan Yichen's forehead, the damp towel was no longer cold, she took it off, put it in the cold water again to soak it, twisted it gently, and covered his hot forehead again.

After a while, Yan Yichen muttered uncomfortably, and his hand tore the shirt on his body again, and Meng Yier saw that he had untied his shirt completely, revealing his strong chest muscles and lower abdomen.

Meng Yi'er's face turned red, she turned her head and didn't dare to look, she reached out to help him cover his clothes, but accidentally touched his strong waist and abdomen, and the astonishing temperature from her fingers made Meng Yier withdraw her hand suddenly.

Although he was fed medicine, Yan Yichen's body was still amazingly hot, Meng Yier knew that it would not be so fast to reduce the fever, thinking of this, Meng Yier suddenly remembered that when she was a child, when she had a high fever that did not go away, her mother always took an ice pack to cool her body.

Meng Yier walked quickly to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and rummaged, wanting to find some ice cubes for Yan Yichen to physically cool down, she quickly found two bags of ice cubes in the refrigerator, she thought about it, found another towel, soaked the towel, wrapped the ice cubes, and returned to the living room.

Meng Yier lifted the shirt that had just covered his body, picked up the ice cube wrapped in a towel, and wiped his hot body. The coldness of the towel made Yan Yichen, who had a high fever, particularly comfortable, his frowning eyebrows, as Meng Yier wiped it with the cold towel, slowly unfolded, and even his body that had been trembling gradually calmed down, and gradually his heavy and rapid breathing due to high fever became quiet and even.

It wasn't until she felt that Yan Yichen's body was not so hot that Meng Yier secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the side of the sofa, and looked at Yan Yichen, who was gradually sleeping.

The flush on his face had gradually faded, but his lips were still pale, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his face was full of exhaustion, but even with such a sick appearance, he was still handsome and throbbing.

"You said you have such a handsome face, how can you be such a stingy and mean person? It's really impossible to look ...... people", Meng Yi'er muttered to herself, intoxicated by his stunning beauty.

The sound of protest from her stomach interrupted Meng Yi'er's thoughts. Meng Yi'er looked up at the time and found that it was already noon, remembering that he might not have eaten for a long time, and his body was still so weak, the first thing he woke up must have been to eat something.

Meng Yier involuntarily walked to the kitchen, remembering what Aunt Gu had told her before, "If you are sick, your diet needs to be light", Meng Yier decided to cook some porridge, and she ordered a bowl of noodles to eat.

After finishing the meal, Meng Yi'er returned to the living room again, Yan Yichen slept very peacefully, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and covered his forehead, wanting to make sure if he had a fever.