Fu Jichen put down his phone and gave her an affirmative look.

Shen Jianian hurriedly said: "You ask the doctor, I shouldn't need to be hospitalized in this situation." ”

"Don't you feel your own fever?"

Fu Jichen's palm was on her forehead, higher than his body temperature, and she had already infused two bottles of liquid when she was asleep, and the fever might not subside later.

When he returned home from the cemetery, Shen Jianian himself also felt that his cheeks were a little hot, thinking that it was because of the slap and swelling, but he didn't expect that he was sick.

Probably because of the cold wind blowing in the cemetery for too long, and a little rain, the wind was cold.

Fu Jichen looked at her blank expression and snorted lightly: "I really don't know how you have come here for more than 20 years." "Won't take care of myself at all.

Shen Jiannian could tell that he was concerned about himself, although his tone was not very good. So, she didn't refute a word.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, someone knocked on the door outside the ward, and it was supposed to be a food delivery.

Fu Jichen went over to open the door and took a few bags of things handed by the other party.

Shen Jiannian saw through the crack in the open door that someone was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and it was Fu Jichen's special assistant Song Fang. After he finished delivering the things, he casually mentioned to Fu Jichen about tomorrow morning's itinerary.

Fu Jichen explained a few words to him, closed the door and came in, and put the food on the table.

"You can go back to rest after eating, there is nothing inconvenient for me to move." Shen Jianian heard that he had a lot of business to do, and his schedule was very tight, and he didn't want him to wronged himself in the ward.

The VIP ward has beds for the patient's family, but the bed is too simple and simple for him, he is so busy, he should have a good environment to ensure the quality of sleep.

"If you don't feel at ease, let Aunt Cheng come over and accompany me." Shen Jianian was convinced that he would not be able to let her be hospitalized alone, so he took a step back.

"Finished?" Fu Jichen raised the table on the hospital bed, put a bowl of porridge, and then stuffed the spoon into her hand, "Hurry up and drink porridge when you're done." ”

Shen Jianian was silent, feeling that his words were in vain.

It was late at night, and it was quiet inside and outside the ward.

Shen Jianian held the spoon and drank porridge, and his afterglow swept towards Fu Jichen from time to time, he sat on the sofa not far away, in front of a white dining table, wearing a black shirt, the cufflinks were unbuttoned, the sleeves were pulled up to the forearm, and the buttons on the neckline were also loosened two, there was a kind of lazy and relaxed sexy.

He doesn't move much when he eats, he is slow and methodical, and he is extremely elegant.

Fu Jichen noticed her gaze, raised his eyes, and met her black and white eyes: "Porridge is not delicious?" ”

A bowl of white porridge, no matter how well it is cooked, it can't taste anywhere, Fu Jichen didn't wait for her to answer, picked up a box of vegetables, picked out the vegetables in it and put it in her bowl: "I'll eat some, and let Aunt Cheng make up for what you're ready to eat tomorrow." ”

Shen Jianian looked at a few green cabbage leaves in the bowl: "Enough, you can eat." ”

Fu Jichen had eaten, saw that she was still drinking porridge slowly, took her mobile phone and went out to make a call, and when she came back after a while, the porridge in her bowl bottomed out, he put the mobile phone in the pocket of his trousers, picked up the garbage, took it out and threw it away, so as not to smell bad in the ward for a long time.

Shen Jiannian had nothing to do, his eyes swaying back and forth with his moving figure, thinking that this must be the first time that Young Master Fu had accompanied the bed to take care of a patient.

Although he is very skillful, in Shen Jianian's opinion, there is still a strong sense of disobedience.

After Fu Jichen came in, he locked the door with his backhand, took out the toiletries from the bag, and prepared to take a bath in the bathroom, raised his eyes and saw her in a daze, and asked with a smile: "It's boring?" ”

He took out his mobile phone, unlocked it and handed it to her, saying in a tone like a child: "Your mobile phone is at home, play with mine for a while." ”

After saying that, he took his things into the bathroom, closed the door, and the sound of water from the shower came from inside.

Shen Jiannian looked down at the mobile phone in his palm, he usually used this mobile phone to deal with personal affairs and office, which may involve some trade secrets, and she didn't know which ones could be moved and which ones couldn't, like holding a hot potato.

In the end, she didn't look around, and waited for the phone to automatically turn off, she put it back on the bedside table and continued to be in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and after a little more waiting, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Fu Jichen walked out, Song Fang probably didn't prepare pajamas for him, he had a bath towel around his waist, and some unwiped water droplets slid across the texture of his waist and abdomen, and didn't enter the edge of the bath towel. The hair was towclothed, not completely dry, dark and damp, and slightly messy and drooping down.

Shen Jianian glanced at it inadvertently, his eyes seemed to be burned, although it was not the first time he saw him like this, he still felt uncomfortable.

"I'm going to take a shower." She made an excuse to escape from this embarrassing situation.

"Don't wash your knee if you hurt it." Fu Jichen walked over and stood beside the bed to stop her from getting out of bed.

As his body approached, the masculine aura swept in, enveloping the hot air on his body. He didn't use the shower gel, and he could smell the refreshing smell that belonged to him.

Shen Jianian didn't know where to look, so he turned around, and simply lowered his eyes: "No, I can't sleep without taking a bath." ”

Fu Jichen looked at the way her chin was about to poke into her chest, and couldn't help but be a little funny, bent down to pick her up, and walked to the bathroom: "Then simply wash it." ”

Shen Jianian's body suddenly took off, and when she reacted, the person was already in the crook of his arm, and he was firmly holding it.

Her body in a hospital gown literally touched his bare chest, and the heat kept coming, steaming her face red.

"Shen Jianian, are you shy?" Fu Jichen's joking voice sounded above her head.

"Can you get out?" Shen Jianian deliberately ignored his words, "I can wash it myself." ”

"The floor is covered with water stains, what are you going to do if you accidentally fall down again?" Fu Jichen lowered her head, and a low magnetic voice was in her ears.

Shen Jianian glanced at the slippery tile floor, fell once, and felt palpitations, so he didn't say anything anymore.

Fu Jichen was satisfied with her obedience, slightly hooked his thin lips, bent down to put her on a low stool, and turned on the shower to adjust the water temperature.

He had just taken a shower and the hot water came quickly.

On the premise of not wetting her left knee, he quickly helped her take a bath, and when it was over, Shen Jiannian's whole body was as red as a boiled shrimp.

Fu Jichen put the shower head back, slowly exhaled a breath, his breathing was a little heavy, and his eyes looking at her were no longer as clear as before, and he was obviously a little more thoughtful.

Shen Jianian whispered: "You go out, I can come by myself to brush my teeth and wash my face." ”

Fu Jichen didn't insist any longer, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, stood outside the open door and said, "Something called me." ”

He walked to the couch, picked up his trousers from the armrest, reached into his pocket, reached for a cigarette case and a lighter, and went to the balcony and lit one.

The first puff of smoke was inhaled deep into his lungs, suppressing the restlessness that was scurrying in his body.

After Shen Jiannian finished washing, he came out of the bathroom, but he didn't see Fu Jichen in the ward, and there was a faint smell of tobacco wafting from the direction of the balcony.

She looked over, and the man had his back to the ward, a lit cigarette between his fingers, and the sparks were clearly extinguished in the rainy night.

Fu Jichen slowly finished a cigarette, waited for a while, waited for the smell of smoke to dissipate, closed the ventilated window, turned around and walked in, and glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed.

"Ready to sleep?" Fu Jichen asked softly.

Shen Jianian was actually not too sleepy, but there was nothing else to do, so he responded: "Well, it's not early, you should rest early." ”

She heard footsteps in the direction of the bathroom, followed by the sound of gargling, and after a few moments he came over, lifted the corner of the quilt, and lay sideways into the hospital bed.

Shen Jianian originally turned his back to him, and turned his head in fright: "Why don't you go to sleep in the family bed?" ”

Fu Jichen raised his hand and turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness. It was raining outside, and there was no moonlight coming in, and some were just filtered by the rain curtain to some faint street lights, dusk and warm.

He had just smoked, and his voice was hoarse from tobacco-smoked, but the reason was high-sounding: "I'm afraid you'll fall out of bed at night." ”

Too close, Shen Jianian felt as if he was lying in the stove, burning his brain and losing his normal thinking, for a long time, he retorted to him: "Isn't it easier to fall off when you sleep like this?" ”

The bed in the VIP ward is slightly more spacious, but it is not comparable to the one at home, two people lie flat just next to the edge of the bed, and they can roll under the bed by turning over slightly.

Hearing this, Fu Jichen's long arms came over and wrapped around her soft waist: "Tie it to you, rest assured that you can't sleep, you can't fall down." ”

Shen Jianian was wrapped in him, and he was about to breathe out of breath.