Jing Yanhao pursed her lips, wanted to walk over to wake him up, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, but considering that he had a wound on his back, she just stood on the side of the bed and shouted softly: "Mr. Mu? ”

Mu Liuhuan still didn't react at all, only the sound of heavy breathing came.

Jing Yanhao shouted a few more times, but he still didn't react at all.

She frowned, and could only go around to the other side of the bed, and as soon as she approached, the strong smell of wine came to her nose.

How much alcohol did you drink?

Jing Yanhao bent down and called softly, "Mr. Mu? Mr. Mu? ”

She shouted several times, and even stretched out her hand to shake his body, but Mu Liuhuan didn't react at all.

Isn't this guy going to pretend?

Jing Yanhao couldn't help but push him hard, and shouted very unceremoniously: "Hey, hey! Mu Liuhuan, Mu Liuhuan!"

Mu Liuhuan lay quietly without the slightest movement.

Jing Yanhao was finally sure that Mu Liuhuan was drunk, otherwise she wouldn't dare to call him like this when he was sober.

She couldn't help but think, what a rare opportunity! She has been bullied by this evil young man for so long, and now that he is finally drunk to death, should she beat him up now to take revenge?

But it seems like a good idea to run away now, right?

Jing Yanhao quickly weighed it in her heart, her hand involuntarily clenched her fist, she coldly hooked a sneer at the corner of her lips, and raised her fist with no lethal power to smash it on Mu Liuhuan's face.

Suddenly, she noticed that his face was flushed, not at all like his normal color.

She frowned, and her clenched fist loosened into a palm, and she couldn't help but take it and touch him lightly on the face.

It's hot!

Perhaps because her fingers were a little cold, Mu Liuhuan moved her neck and turned her face to the other end.

Jing Yanhao stood beside the bed, bent over, and put her hand directly on his forehead, which was a hot piece, so frightened that she hurriedly retracted her hand.

Looking at his tightly knit thick eyebrows and abnormal face, she exhaled, it turned out that he was not pretending.

He turned out to have a fever.

Jing Yanhao looked at his reddened face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had a wound on his back, and he had been drinking for so long, needless to say, it must have been an inflammation of the wound that caused a fever.

She turned away and went to find an electronic thermometer. When she brought the electronic thermometer close to Mu Liuhuan's ear, he opened his eyes, but his gaze was empty.

Seeing Jing Yan's good face, his white thin lips moved slightly, snorted softly, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This guy is too hateful! Even if you're sick, you still have to show her face?

Jing Yan angrily pressed a button on the electronic thermometer, took it out again, and when he saw it in front of him, his eyes immediately widened, forty-two degrees!

He's really sick!

Jing Yanhao pressed the phone on the bedside and called Sister-in-law Sun and Dashan up.

Sister-in-law Sun was busy cleaning up the room, opening the window to ventilate, and the room was stuffy all night, and it was full of unpleasant smell of alcohol.

"Dashan, he's having a high fever, are we going to take him to the hospital?" Jing Yan asked.

Dashan thought about it, shook his head, and said with certainty: "Mr. Mu is the last reluctant to go to the hospital, otherwise we will ask the doctor to come to the house to take a look first, right?" ”

Jing Yanhao remembered that when she was sick before, there were nurses at home who came to measure her blood pressure all day long, and she guessed that Mu Liuhuan should have a special family doctor, so she asked Dashan to ask a family doctor to come.