Duan Yuyu's subordinates clenched unnaturally, almost breaking the thermometer in half.

"They...... Won't laugh at you. ”

Duan Yuyu opened his mouth with difficulty to persuade, but Jiang Cen was determined not to go.

Duan Yuyu had no choice, first coaxed her to take the antipyretics, and then took a towel moistened with water and put it on her forehead.

The cold touch instantly relieved Jiang Cen's burned dizzy brain, just like a desert that had been scorched and dried, suddenly poured a handful of cold spring water, and the earth "poof" absorbed it all.

After a while, the effect of the medicine took effect, and Jiang Cen began to sweat all over his body, pushing back the quilt covering his body.

Duan Jiyu rolled up two inches of the quilt to dissipate heat, and was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he simply stayed by the bedside.

Jiang Cen was vaguely awake a few times, and every time he opened his eyes, Duan Yuyu would bow his head and ask her how she was, serving tea, water, and medicine, and taking care of her meticulously.

"38.2, the fever has already subsided, do you want to eat something?"

Jiang Cen shook his head, feeling that he didn't have much appetite, and he didn't want Duan Yuyu to go to the kitchen in the middle of the night.

"I can't see that you're pretty good at taking care of people."

Thinking of Duan Yuyu, who was the first to lag behind when he was recording variety shows in Qiangui, Jiang Cen always thought that he was a young master who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers.

Duan Yuyu said in a light tone: "In the past, my mother's health was always bad, but if she saw too much, she would naturally be." ”

As if to change Jiang Cen's prejudice against him, Duan Yuyu added: "I have many advantages, you will see them later." ”

Jiang Cen actually wanted to say that she had seen it, at least in the shopping mall and entertainment industry, Duan Jiyu's resolute methods and shrewd and wise brain were countless times stronger than her.

Seeing that her consciousness began to blur again, Duan Yuyu said softly: "Sleep, if you sleep again, the fever should be gone." ”

Jiang Cen muttered a "yes", and after a while, the sound of her even breathing could be heard.

Duan Jiyu folded the quilt for her again, then closed the door and walked out, he was worried that Jiang Cen would want to eat when he woke up, so he called a nearby restaurant to order nutritious porridge.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the delivery man brought the porridge, and Duan Yuyu saw that Jiang Cen didn't look like he was going to wake up, so he put it in the pot and simmered.

Duan Yuyu stayed up almost all night, and when he was lying on the sofa, he was a little drowsy, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly there was a loud noise in my ears, which scared him to sit up.

He subconsciously thought of the scene of Jiang Cen being blown apart in the dream, his body reacted almost faster than his brain, and rushed into Jiang Cen's bedroom in three or two steps.

"Jiang Cen!"

There was no one on the bed, Duan Yuyu turned around nervously, but saw Jiang Cen wearing shorts and underwear standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom with a hair dryer upside down, with wet hair wrapped in a towel on the top of his skull, obviously looking like he had just taken a shower.

The two of them were stunned for a moment.

Jiang Cen almost subconsciously smashed the hair dryer in his hand towards Duan Yuyu, and scolded: "Fuck your uncle, you old P!" ”

Fortunately, Duan Yuyu reacted quickly enough, and raised his hand to catch the oncoming hair dryer, but when the wind collection mouth fell off, it just hit his forehead, smashing him to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were taking a shower."

Duan Yuyu slipped away as if he was holding a hair dryer, and his face turned red.

He seemed to have seen Jiang Cen's abs just now......

After a while, Jiang Cen changed his clothes and walked out with a gloomy face, Duan Yuyu didn't dare to look at her, and pointed to the blowing air on the coffee table.

"It's fixed, you blow dry your hair first, don't have a fever again."

After saying that, he hid in the kitchen and served her porridge.

Jiang Cen looked at his almost red ears and shy appearance, almost instantly dissipated his anger, and went back to the room with a blow dryer to blow his hair.

When they came out again, two bowls of porridge and three stacks of side dishes were already on the table.

The two sat facing each other, but neither of them spoke.

Jiang Cen was not so hypocritical, the sports vest she wore when she used to practice boxing was not much better than her underwear, she enlightened herself in her heart, and suddenly became very calm, and found an excuse to say: "Thank you for the medicine you sent last night, the fever has subsided." ”

Duan Yuyu touched his smashed red and swollen forehead, and said in a low voice, "I can see it." ”

already has the strength to beat people, it must be normal.

Jiang Cen smiled lowly: "It's no wonder to me, no one asked you not to knock on the door, I had an instinctive reaction." ”

"Fortunately, the hair dryer you have in your hand, if it were a dumbbell, I would have passed the ladder of heaven by now!"

"No, no, no." Jiang Cen corrected: "It's over the Nai He Bridge." ”

Thinking that before going to bed yesterday, she originally wanted to talk to Duan Qianyu, but now that Duan Jiuyu was sitting in front of her, Jiang Cen couldn't ask any questions.

Duan Jiyu's gaze at her was so sweet that she was almost drawn, she could almost tell that Duan Jiyu liked her, and maybe there was also appreciation for her ability.

If that's the case, it's better not to ask some words, since she didn't plan to accept Duan Yuyu's favor, then it's better not to puncture this layer of window paper, so as not to embarrass both of them.

Jiang Cen wanted to wash the dishes after eating, but was stopped by Duan Yuyu, and Jiang Cen stood at the kitchen door and watched Duan Dingliu clean up.

Duan Jiyu deserves to have a habit of cleanliness, a bowl was washed back and forth three or four times, and the kitchen countertop was wiped clean, leaving not a drop of water stains.

The work is very good, but it is a little water-intensive.

"You will rest more at home in the past few days, join the group on June 5, have a start-up ceremony in the afternoon, and then you should live in the crew for a long time."

"Okay." Jiang Cen should go down.

The crew of "Chasing the Murderer in the Mist" set up a studio in the suburbs, and most of the plot was almost filmed in the studio, because it was to be released as a Chinese New Year film at the end of the year, in fact, the shooting time was a little tight.

Almost all of the main actors live in a nearby hotel with the crew, and Jiang Cen doesn't have many scenes, so it is estimated that he will not be able to come back for more than a month.

Just waiting for her to finish, Luo Jingchuan should also settle down in her new post, and she can make an appointment to meet at that time.

At this time, Jiyu's phone rang, and it seemed that there was something wrong with the company that he needed to make a decision.

Jiang Cen saw that his expression was serious, his tone was serious, and the words he said were all business jargon that she couldn't understand, and suddenly felt that Duan Jiyu at work exuded a different kind of allure than him in the spotlight.

There is a kind of strategizing and guiding the country.

When Duan Jiyu hung up the phone and turned around, he happened to collide with Jiang Cen's sight, Duan Jiyu's heart trembled, and he had the urge to hug her into his arms.

But after all, this can only be imagined, and the pain in his forehead reminds him that he can't die.

"I have to go back to the company first, and Liu Bing will come over to take care of you later." Duan Yuyu put down his sleeves and walked towards the entrance.

Jiang Cen replied: "I'm not a three-year-old child, I still have to be guarded, you guys can be busy if you have something, I will find a pastime myself." ”