Chapter 167 Rounded, It's a Dog

Huo Yao rubbed the tip of his nose on her neck impatiently, and the snort was a little hot: "Ah Duo comes to see me, can I reduce my fever?" ”

His tone was also impatient, Ji Wannong heard it very clearly, but the weakness of his illness made his voice soft and without any deterrent.

On the contrary, it gave her a feeling that he was coquettish.

Ji Wannong thinks about it, what can Dr. Jiang do when he comes? At most, let him take medicine, or send him to the hospital.

He was a little hot, but not as hot as last night. Dr. Jiang also said that if his body temperature recurs at night, he can be fed fever reducers for children.

That kind of sweet syrup tastes very good, children will not resist when they take medicine, and Qingqing quite likes the taste of children's fever-reducing syrup.

Ji Wannong gently rubbed his back with the hand that struggled out of his arms: "Okay, then don't bother Doctor Jiang, you take your temperature, I'll give you antipyretic medicine to eat, is this okay?" ”

Although Huo Yao sighed impatiently, he let go of the hand that was holding her waist and lay down beside him.

Ji Wannong sat up, Huo Yao hugged her again, his head resting on her thighs, and his two hands clasped her waist, looking like he was afraid that she would run away again.

Sticky and terrible.

Ji Wannong was very helpless, but he didn't push him away, dragging Mr. Huo, who was more than a hundred pounds, stretched out his arm, touched the night light on the bedside table, took the thermometer to him, and took the children's fever-reducing syrup, and with the light of the nightlight, he gave him half a bottle of fever-reducing syrup.

Because antipyretics are more cautious in the selection of children's medications, and the dose of antipyretics for children should be smaller.

Therefore, as long as adults take children's antipyretic drugs with a good dosage, the side effects will be much less.

The scale of the dose, Dr. Jiang had already told her, and Ji Wannong fed the bottle cap to Huo Yao's mouth: "It's going to be a little sweet, you bear with it." ”

Huo Yao closed his eyes, obediently drank the medicine, and laughed silently.

The medicine is bitter, so that I can listen to a lot of words.

Because the medicine was too sweet, it was the first time he had heard it.

In order to take care of Huo Yao conveniently, things such as thermometer antipyretics and antipyretic patches were all placed at the head of the bed, and he could reach out and get them.

She leaned against the head of the bed, tore off the old fever-reducing patch, and re-pasted a new one for him: "Do you want to drink water?" ”

Huo Yao let out a 'hmm' from the tip of his nose.

Ji Wannong fed the straw to his mouth, Huo Yao opened his eyes and glanced at the children's thermos cup in her hand, and asked funny: "What about your son." ”

The pattern of the thermos cup is still Sun Dasheng stepping on the somersault cloud, and the style of ink painting is good-looking.

This was specially bought by Ji Wannong at the supermarket in the afternoon, just so that Huo Yao could drink water without getting up while lying in bed.

Ji Wannong put the thermos cup next to the pillow, noticed his childish eyes, brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and said helplessly: "The water cups for children are like this, I have tried my best to pick the least naΓ―ve one for you." The pattern of the Great Sage is the most expensive, thirty pieces more expensive than the pink one. ”

Huo Yao seemed to enjoy her service, closed his eyes and asked lazily, "Do you know that pink was originally exclusive to men?" ”

Of course Ji Wannong knows, it's written in the book.

In the eighteenth century, the Church declared pink to be the color used in liturgies.

At that time, Europeans regarded pink as "the color of blood diluted by sweat", so pink represented courage and meaninglessness, which was exclusive to men, while blue was more used for women, representing that women should be as gentle and demure as the blue lake.

Now it's reversed, pink is for girls, and blue is for boys.

She asked funny, "Then next time I'll buy you a pink water bottle?" ”

Huo Yao also smiled lightly: "Okay." ”

Ji Wannong learned from her mother to take care of her, and gently patted Huo Yao's shoulder.

When she was sick, she was also very clingy, that is, inexplicable, uncontrollable, and wanted to cling to her mother.

Even if she's an adult, it's the same.

Food allergies her whole body swollen into a pig's head, the first night in the hospital, she has been holding her mother and refusing to let go, if she does not hold her mother, she will not feel at ease, and she will not be able to sleep steadily.

Huo Yao definitely couldn't treat her as a mother, he just ......

Ji Wannong suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and her heart was blocked.

The only person he can stick to now is her, half a stranger.

Except for Grandma Huo, he has no one who can stick to him when he is sick, and with his character, he will definitely not show a little fragility and weakness in front of Grandma Huo.

Thinking about it, she, a half-stranger, seems to be the only choice.

It doesn't matter what Huo Yao looks like in front of her, because as soon as the contract arrives, she, a temporary worker, will leave and withdraw from his life circle.

In fact, there are some heartfelt words that I can't say to the people around me, but to strangers, it is easier to speak, because strangers have nothing to do with them, and they will be over after talking, and there will be not so much trouble in the follow-up.

Huo Yao: "What do you think?" ”

The voice was muffled, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Ji Wannong smiled shallowly: "It's almost time, thermometer." ”

There was very little she could do for him, and she would be happy if she could temporarily act as someone he relied on.

She was sad that he didn't even have a relative around him who could show him vulnerability, and she was happy that she could come in handy at this time.

Huo Yao handed her the thermometer, thirty-seven degrees five, a little high.

It wasn't the high fever like last night, but thankfully it relieved her.

Before turning off the lights, Ji Wannong asked again: "Do you want to drink some water?" ”

Huo Yao shook his head and urged her: "Lamp." ”

Ji Wannong grinded her teeth secretly and stretched out her arms to turn off the nightlight.

Does Huo Yao know that he is a man of more than one meter and eight meters and is very heavy?

He put his arms around her waist like this, she really couldn't drag him!

As soon as the night light went out, Huo Yao dragged her into the bed, no matter how sick he was, no matter how strong he was, the strength of an adult male could still crush her.

He dragged her in and was pressed by me, and pressed her up without saying a word, his head resting on her chest again, his arms clasping her waist, and his legs resting on top of her.

Ji Wannong was a little angry: "Huo Yao, you let go of me." ”

Huo Yao: "You promised me." ”

Ji Wannong: "I promised to give you a hug, but you pressed me so much, I couldn't breathe." Do you know how many pounds you have? More than one hundred and sixty pounds! ”

For his height of 188, more than 160 pounds is quite a standard, and even she will think that he is a little lighter, and he can rise a few pounds a little.

But, she, carry, no, live!

If you can't bear it, you can't bear it.

Especially when he works out all year round, his hard muscles feel heavier.

Ji Wannong pushed his shoulder angrily: "You let go, don't press the whole person, I can't eat your weight." Give you a hug, but you'll have to let me find a comfortable position. ”

Huo Yao turned sideways, made her adjust her sleeping position, and then pressed it up again.

Ji Wannong looked at the ceiling in despair.

This position is a little more comfortable, she is used to sleeping on her side, so she lies on her side, which is much more comfortable than just now.

But he was obviously so much taller than her, but he still had to lean on her chest, it seemed that he was holding her, but in fact he was being held by her in an encircled posture.

It reminded her of the fish cub, the big golden retriever of more than eighty pounds, who also likes to stuff himself into the arms of humans and sleep.

Mr. Huo has a lot of behaviors, and he really looks like a fish cub.

So, rounding off, Huo Yao is a dog?