Nanyi retracted her hand back into the quilt, her fingertips picking at the sheets under her.

She didn't want to answer that question.

Snorting, the little girl's reddened eyes looked at him: "I want to sleep." ”

"Hmm."

He was reluctant to ask questions she didn't want to answer, Ning Zhixu sat on the edge of the bed and tucked the quilt for her, raised his hand to touch her little head wrapped in gauze, and said in a doting tone: "It hurts, are you crying fiercely?" ”

No.

She didn't even shed a tear.

But it hurts, it hurts.

I wanted to say, 'I don't believe you'll try it', but the words came to my mouth and swallowed back. Never mind.

In the end, the little girl just pouted and said, "It hurts." ”

The young man couldn't relieve her pain, but rubbed her hair distressedly, his palm slid down to her face, and his index finger curled up and rubbed on the little girl's soft cheek: "Good, sleep." ”

And then he didn't go any further.

Leaning against the head of the bed, he gently patted the little girl through the quilt: "Nanyi, there will be me in the future." ”

This sentence made Nanyi completely insomnia.

Her eyes were closed, and her mind was full of flying thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Zhixu could think that she was asleep, and the movements of his hands gradually stopped, but occasionally there would be a few pats on her without a match.

Nanyi thought he had fallen asleep first.

It was the second half of the night when I noticed that something was wrong.

The boy's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the coughing sound changed from one or two dry coughs at the beginning to an unstoppable cough. Nanyi hadn't fallen asleep in the first place, and she was even more sleepy at this time.

She reached out from under the quilt and grabbed the young man's hand, and the palm of her hand touched the hot temperature.

Lifting the quilt and getting up, Nanyi knelt beside him and touched his forehead and cheeks, the same hot and scorching.

He burned badly.

Coughing badly, too.

"Rather know." Nanyi nudged him lightly.

Ning Zhixu was uncomfortable, but his consciousness was still there.

Hearing her voice, she mumbled in a daze, and subconsciously reached out to pat her back, her voice was already very hoarse, but she was still coaxing her: "Nanyi is good, go to sleep." ”

Nanyi wanted to kick him to death, why didn't he say it earlier. The little hand patted him on the back to stop coughing, and at the same time raised his hand and pressed the medical bell.

Doctors and nurses poured in droves again.

Everyone saw that the little princess of the Nan family was carefully protecting a person, and anxiously told them: "He has a fever." ”

Settle him in bed.

The boy coughed and bowed to his feet, and the more he coughed, the more he coughed. Nanyi saw that the medical staff were busy coming and going, and he was in a hurry, so he could only keep patting him on the back: "Ning Zhixu, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly burn so badly....."

Ning Zhixu didn't know that he had a fever, but it was quite uncomfortable. But he was afraid that Nanyi would cry, so he was still coaxing with his eyelids half-open: "Don't cry." ”

She's not made of water.

How can you cry when you are in trouble.

"You're just going to worry about it." complained on her lips, but the girl's hand movements became more and more gentle: "It's all like this, it doesn't matter if I cry or not." ”

Her whining words, Ning Zhixu would not have heard.

He had a terrible fever, and it didn't take long for him to fall into a semi-coma, and his coughing couldn't stop at all. Hung up the water, and the situation did not get any better.

The doctor said that he had a normal cold and that it had not changed to other symptoms.

But Ning Zhixu didn't stop coughing for almost a moment in the middle of the night. Nanyi went to pour him a glass of water, helped the person to get up and leaned on his shoulder, and patiently fed him.

The boy's face was buried in her neck and shoulder, and his breathing and coughing became more and more rapid. The breath that came out of the spray was piping hot. He also repeated a sentence in his mouth: "Nanyi is the most well-behaved, don't cry...."