Chapter 33: This Thing Has a Fever 2

Qin Chenchen stopped and turned around.

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to go over and take a look.

Just at a glance!

Coming to the door, she stared at the doorknob and took a deep breath. Then, bending slightly, his eyes pressed into the crack in the door, trying to see inside.

The cold ink room is large and the dΓ©cor is also on the cool side.

On this big night, he turned on the lights.

Could it be that this guy has a habit of sleeping with the lights on?

After watching for a long time, I didn't look at anything, but I realized that I was sick.

Straightening up, she shook her head helplessly. Holding the kettle, he turned around and was about to leave.

Bang - the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground again.

Qin Chenchen frowned slightly, this voice was intermittent, why was it so weird?

Something can't be wrong, right?

Bend your fingers and knock on the door.

Knock Knock Knock –

No response.

A strange feeling rose in my heart.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Chenchen kicked open the door and rushed into the room, and then saw that scene that made her extremely ... Inexplicably heart-wrenching picture.

Leng Mo, curled up on the ground, frowning and good-looking, his face pale and full of pain.

And next to him, there is a fallen desk lamp, and a computer!

Qin Chenchen put down the kettle, ran over, helped him up, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Leng Mo lifted his eyelids and said a word hoarsely: "Cold!" ”

Cold? How can it be cold in this big summer?

"Huh? You repeat. Qin Chenchen suspected that he had misheard.

But Leng Mo's head tilted and fell directly into her arms.

Caught off guard, Qin Chenchen was crushed to the ground.

The chin accidentally touched his forehead.

It doesn't matter if you don't touch it, as soon as you touch it, Qin Chenchen exclaimed: "My God, why are you so hot?" ”

Pushing the boy away, she stood up, then grabbed him by the collar and lifted him to the bed.

The hand probed his forehead again.

"Damn, this is the rhythm of spontaneous combustion!"

How can you have a fever in this summer?

Qin Chenchen was anxious. She held her head and spun in circles.

After a few turns, I realized what Leng Mo said before about cold?

The house was air-conditioned. Can a person with a fever not be cold?

The remote control for the aircon was found on the bedside table.

Qin Chenchen pondered, the reason why this lamp and the computer were overturned was probably because this guy wanted to take the remote control, but he didn't expect that the remote control was not held, and he couldn't get up when he fell to the ground.

After turning off the air conditioner, Qin Chenchen rushed out of the room in a hurry.

"Medicine kit... Where's the medicine box? ”

Nanny Wu's mother was awakened by the big action outside. She walked out of the room and saw a small figure rummaging around.

"Miss, what are you looking for?"

"Medicine Chest? Mother Wu, where is the medicine box? ”

"Miss, why are you looking for a medicine box?"

"Forehead......" Qin Chenchen withdrew his claws in embarrassment.

Mother Wu handed the medicine box to Qin Chenchen, puzzled, "Miss, what do you want the medicine box for?" ”

"Leng Mo, he has a fever?"

"What? The young master has a fever? Is this worth it? I'll go up and take a look. ”

Qin Chenchen and Mother Wu came to Leng Mo's room, and saw Leng Mo lying on the bed alive, Mama Hu said, "The young master was drenched in rain this afternoon, so he had a fever." Miss, you can feed the young master a few cold medicines, and I'll call the doctor. ”

"Oh, good."

After Wu's mother left, Qin Chenchen found a few antipyretics from the medicine box, poured a glass of warm water, and then helped Leng Mo up.

Leng Mo lifted his eyelids and leaned on the head of the bed, weak and couldn't be weaker anymore.

"Come, open your mouth, take your medicine!"

Cold ink opened his mouth.

Qin Chenchen threw medicine into his mouth.

He vomited.

"I'll go, you have a fever, why are you still throwing up? Are you so sensitive to medicine? ”

A touch of distress crossed her eyes, she sighed, and had to feed it again.

"Hey, don't throw up. Eat quickly, eat to get rid of fever. ”

Leng Mo estimated that there was only this bit of sanity left, and he finished taking the medicine painfully, and let himself fall into the soft big bed.