night

"Smack!"

A slightly shrill voice rang out in the bedroom, waking Lojo up, and then she saw a figure staggering over the cupboard, unable to stand.

"Dialects, what's wrong?" Luo Qiao shouted eagerly, stretched out his hand to turn on the lamp next to him, only to see Fang Yan's whole body trembling slightly, and his face was pale.

"It's okay, get up and get ready to drink some hot water and ......hit the cup" Like a thief who has been caught, Fang Yan turned his head and showed a forced smile to Luo Qiao, but he didn't expect his small hand to fall on Fang Yan's forehead.

"Do you have a fever?"

Luo Qiao frowned and said, then quickly got up and walked to the place where the medicine was usually placed, took out a bottle of fever reducer and walked back with a cup of hot water, "Take the medicine first." ”

"I don't have a fever." Fang Yan muttered, feeling that his head was very dizzy, and when he remembered it, it seemed that he had not been sick for many years......

"Well, take the medicine first, then lie down in bed, sleep and get up tomorrow......" Luo Qiao kept caressing, and then handed the medicine to Fang Yan's hand and put the water cup to his mouth.

"I really don't have a fever...... Fang Yan muttered, but he took the medicine anyway, and drank the warm water in one go.

"Sleep first." Locho moved the already confused dialect back to the bed, and whispered,

"I really don't have a fever!" Fang Yan cocked his mouth and muttered dissatisfiedly, but he couldn't resist the drowsy feeling coming from his head, and finally fell asleep groggily.

"Hoo ......"

Luo Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, carefully checked the quilt covered by Yan below, but he couldn't sleep anymore by leaning against the head of the bed.

"I don't have a fever, the water ......"

……

early morning

When Fang Yan woke up again, he only felt wet, shook his head slightly, and shook the lethargic breath out of his head before he got up and got out of bed and slowly walked towards the bathroom.

"Awake?" Locho, who was sitting in the living room, asked, and walked up to give him a hand.

"It's not much of a problem, it's almost fine now." Fang Yan smiled, then waved his hand and walked towards the bathroom, closing the door and leaning directly against the door, constantly panting.

Yesterday's fever gave him a feeling of dying, a feeling that he might not be able to sleep, and this nightmare that came back after more than 20 years made him completely detached from his usual comfortable life.

The side effects of delaying the crossing were eventually reflected in him......

But the first question that came to his mind was not what he would become in the future, but whether Locho had discovered anything from it, knowing that she was the one who knew his physical condition best.

Without time to think about it, Fang Yan turned on the shower's unkempt, took off his clothes and stood in, feeling the warm water slowly dilute the feeling of drowsiness, and then put on the clothes that Luo Qiao had already prepared and walked out.

"Eat something and drink some porridge first." Luo Qiao brought out the porridge that had just been warmed from the kitchen, and then beckoned Fang Yan to sit down on the table, watching him take a bite and hold his chin as if he was preoccupied.

"Luo Qiao, I ...... last night" As if he couldn't stand this warm morning that was different from the past, Fang Yan asked awkwardly, "What was the situation with me last night?" ”

"It's good if the fever goes away." Luo Qiao stretched out his little hand and touched Fang Yan's forehead, then patted his chest with palpitations, and glanced at Fang Yan, "You almost scared me to death last night, you had a fever, and I didn't sleep all night." ”

"Why do I have a fever?" Fang Yan asked suspiciously, he knew that he had to speak first, and he couldn't wait for Luo Qiao to ask first.

"Well, it's probably between 38.7 and 39.1 degrees." Locho replied.

"Why do I have a fever, it shouldn't be......" Fang Yan asked with a frown, even though he knew why.

"I don't know very well, it may be the ecological environment of another planet, or it may be that you just woke us up, and then you infected the virus yourself and did vascular bridging with me." Luo Qiao pondered for a moment and replied, then smiled slightly, "It's okay, we'll go for a physical examination in two days, and we'll almost know why." ”

"Hmm!" With his heart in his mind, Fang Yan nodded, and then looked at Luo Qiao casually, but did not notice anything unusual from it.

"Let's do this first, I'll take leave today to take care of you, now go out to buy some food, do you have anything to eat?" Locho laughed, then stood up and walked over to Fang Yan and kissed him on the forehead.

"Lighter." Fang Yan replied with a smile, and was greatly relieved to watch Luo Qiao walk out the door, and then watch the door close again.

But he didn't know that a woman's heart was more delicate than he imagined......

……

"Locho, what are you calling me out for?"

In the People's Square, Li Jie, who was wearing a mask, asked Luo Qiao, who was also wearing a mask, like an agent joint, "I still have important work on my hands, if there is something, it would be good for you to notify me on your watch, so it's the same as the spy connection now." ”

"Come with me, I have something to ask you, and I won't delay too long." Luo Qiao glanced around, then said to Li Jie, thinking about it as he walked, he asked again, "No one paid attention when you came out, right?" ”

"My wife is the one who usually pays attention to me, and no one will pay attention to me if you let her call me." Li Jie smiled, and then frowned, "What the hell is going on, the more I look at your way, the more confused I become." ”

"My husband, tongues, I have something to ask you." Luo Qiao asked, looking into Li Jie's eyes.

"......Forehead" paused slightly, Li Jie looked a little flustered, his eyes dodged slightly, but he still pretended not to know and asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

It seems that his thinking was not wrong at all, as Li Jie, who is most familiar with dialects, this friend who has the highest IQ and is also the dean of the scientific research institute, when he saw Li Jie's eyes dodging, Luo Qiao knew that the two of them must have something to hide from themselves, but one of them couldn't see his acting skills, and the other's thoughts were completely written on his face.

"Sit down first, let's talk slowly." Luo Qiao said, then put the bag in his hand aside and took off his mask, looking at Li Jie, staring directly at him under the snow.

Pressure!

Li Jie obviously saw this kind of thing in Luo Qiao's eyes, his eyes flickered again, and then he spoke, "If it's not something important, can I go back first, I still have important work on my hands." ”

"Your acting skills are not as good as dialects, and your expression has told me everything." Luo Qiao smiled and said, "Li Jie, you've been friends for so many years, and you still want to hide the dialect from me?" ”

"What am I hiding, no?"

Li Jie pretended to be confused and asked, but Luo Qiao involuntarily shook his head, thought about it, and then exhaled and said, "Fang Yan's body is aging now, or it is degenerating, he had a fever last night......