Closing the door, Jun Mohan took a deep breath, and then he smelled the sweat on his body, he really couldn't stand it, so he took a bath before he was young.

After taking a shower, Jun Mohan began to prepare dinner.

An hour later, Wen Wen took medicine to reduce her fever, and her body was relaxed, she looked at the health code, and the nucleic acid results came out, yang.

She called Lin Haiyan.

"Mom, you're all right!"

Lin Haiyan heard her weakness and asked urgently, "Your tone is wrong, are you sick?" ”

"It's sunny, Mom."

"The matter of porridge and porridge reading is temporarily slow, I just saw Sister Tian's circle of friends that primary schools and kindergartens are on holiday because of the epidemic, so they are temporarily postponed to study, and you don't want to go out at present, first pass the limelight."

When Lin Haiyan heard this, she hurriedly paced in the ward, "Why are you also yang?" Don't scare your mother! ”

The voice of porridge porridge came from the phone, "My sister is yang, then I'll take care of my sister." ”

"Don't come," Wen Wen yelled urgently, "you must not go out of the ward, and don't come here, the hospital is full of yang people." ”

"As soon as you come, you get infected."

"I was infected by the Yang people in our building, and it was too contagious."

Lin Haiyan comforted, "Okay, okay, we won't come, you take care of yourself." ”

"Mom, Mo Han is very good to me, don't worry!"

Hung up the phone, Wen Wen was already very weak, and at this time there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Jun Mohan pushed the door and entered, carrying the meal.

"Wife, I put the meal on the table, has the fever subsided?"

Wen Wen covered his mouth and nose and smiled: "The fever is gone, don't worry!" ”

"That's good, then you eat first, it's not enough to call me."

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

"Fool," he looked at her deeply, then turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Wen Wen then got up and looked at the food on the table.

Rice.

Small stir-fried meat.

Pork ribs corn.

Rape flowers.

With meat and vegetables, it looks very appetizing.

But when you eat it, it only tastes bitter.

Jun Mohan walked out, looking at the dishes on the table, he couldn't eat a bite, and he was very afraid of the virus in his heart.

picked up the mobile phone on the table and called Xu Tezhu.

"Xu Tezhu, allocate 100 million from my private account to subsidize the poor people, and add some instruments and equipment to the hospitals in the imperial capital as medical subsidies."

"By the way, take out 5 million from the company, and organize the company's donation by the way, and use the donated money to increase the salary of those doctors and nurses who are still stuck to their posts when they are sick, even if they do a little bit......"

Hanging up the phone, Jun Mohan put the phone on the table, his brows always frowning.

Don't let up for a moment.

He hadn't slept that night, and when he heard movement in the room, he immediately came over and asked through the door.

The next day, Jun Mohan had a splitting headache when he got up, and he almost hit the ground without paying attention.

He didn't sleep well all night last night, and after taking a shower, he felt like he had been tricked too.

Resist the discomfort and go make breakfast.

Simple sandwiches, milk, and hard-boiled eggs, directly with the door pushed in.

He felt that his throat was very painful, and he thought that he had also been tricked, so he didn't want to be separated from her, and it was good to eat and live with her and take care of her.

The inexplicable hanging heart began to relax.

Looking at the sleeping person on the bed, Jun Mohan put down his breakfast, and then sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.

Raising his hand, he touched her face, and the corners of his mouth finally hooked into a smile.

"Wife, looking at you, I feel a lot better."

Seeing that she was asleep, he picked up the thermometer on the bedside table and put it on her head to probe, 39.5, a number that made him not calm for a moment.

After continuing to test 39.7, Jun Mohan shook her shoulders urgently, "Wife, wake up, get up and take fever-reducing medicine." ”

"Don't ......"

Wen Wen turned over and muttered, her head and body began to drill her heartache again, and she was in a daze and didn't want to wake up.

Jun Mohan didn't make a move, so he hurriedly went outside to make hot water to flush ibuprofen, and then took a spoon and fed it into her mouth one by one.

Feeling a hint of sweetness, Wen Wen opened his swollen eyes, and saw Jun Mohan, so he struggled to get up.

"Uncle, why don't you touch me without a mask, what if you get infected?"

"It's okay, I've been recruited, I should be an asymptomatic infected person, and I won't be contagious with you."

Seeing that he was smiling with happiness, he was warm and anxious, "What symptoms are you experiencing now?" ”

"It's asymptomatic, it's just a sore throat."

He didn't tell the truth because his symptoms weren't any better than Warm's, and he just didn't want her to worry, so he lied to her.

After serving her medicine and eating breakfast, he became more and more uncomfortable, withdrew from the bedroom, brought the bowl to the table, and held the table with both hands, shaking his head vigorously.

It hurts all over my body, and this pain has never been like this before.

Just want to fall asleep.

Jun Mohan endured the discomfort and said to Wenwen: "Wife, wait a minute, I'll get up and cook again, now take a rest." ”

"Okay, let's sleep together! They're all infected anyway. ”

"Okay."

Jun Mohan went in, took off his shoes, couldn't wait to get on the bed and hugged her in his arms, smelling the breath on her body, Jun Mohan closed his eyes.

The whole person was intoxicated.

"Wife, it's still your taste that makes me want to stop, but it's a pity that I don't have the strength."

Wen Wen turned around and hugged him, "Uncle, even if you have strength, you can't do it, I heard that Yang will die if you do that?" ”

As soon as he said this, Jun Mo Han opened his eyes, "Who said that, why don't I know?" ”

"It's said on the Internet that someone has already had an accident because of what they did."

Jun Mohan patted his head hard, wanting to die, this damn virus.

"Then can't we even be healthy after Yangkang?"

"It should be, for the sake of safety, I have to endure it again this time."

"Yes," he said, his hand reaching into her dress.

Wen Wen's body stiffened, turned over, and cooperated with him to hold him, and the two fell asleep again.

In the confusion, Jun Mohan had a dream.

The wife in the dream came out of the shower and leaned against the door in sexy pajamas, smiled seductively at him, and then threw many eyebrows.

He cooperated and walked over to pick her up and pressed her to the table.

In his dream, the sound of his hot breathing was heard.

Wen Wen opened her eyes and saw the man holding her making some strange movements towards her.

But these are still familiar.

With his breathing, she immediately realized.

Uncle, is this a burnt mess?

Or do spring ......

Dream!

Wen Wen wanted to get out of his arms, only to hear him dream, "Don't move, good, wife." ”

This murmur twitched the corners of Wenwen's mouth.

She finally understood.

This old man really didn't want to do that kind of thing with her all the time.

"Haha!" I couldn't help but laugh warmly.

Jun Mohan opened his eyes, sweating profusely, looking at the woman above who was playfully looking at him and blinking, his face was red, he had that kind of shameless dream just now.

"Wife, what are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you, be honest, what did you just do?"

As soon as he closed his eyes, Jun Mohan thought of that picture, and hurriedly covered his face with his big palm, "Didn't do anything?" ”

"Really?"

Smiled warmly, "I don't believe it, what did you call in your dream just now?" Don't let me remind you. ”