Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 490 The Sick Dog Man Is So Damn Soft and Cute, I Really Want to Rua
Seeing him like this, Nan Song obediently stopped moving for an instant.

Thinking of his cold, her heart moved, and she asked, "Is your cold better? Is there any discomfort?"

Shen Du buried his face in her neck, and his voice was muffled.

"It's not good, it's getting worse."

With his slow and extremely flat tone, Nan Song naturally thought that he was joking with himself, and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead.

Shen Du's head was dizzy, originally he just wanted to hug her and rest for a while without doing anything, but when Nan Song moved his hand, he felt even more uncomfortable in an instant.

The back of Nan Song's hand touched his forehead, it was hot, and he was taken aback.

She held Shen Du's cheek with both hands, making him look at her.

"Shen Du, why is your face so hot? Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

Shen Du's eyes were closed, and he didn't have the strength to open them at all, and when he spoke, even his voice was weak.

"Hmm dizzy."

You can tell it's a fever when you touch it.

Nan Song started to help people up from him in a hurry, and asked while helping him, "Didn't you have the strength to push me down just now? Why did it happen in the next second?"

It's embarrassing for Shen Du to answer her with strength: "I was the one who held it up just now, it's so uncomfortable, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Nan Song: "."

Really, who made him hold on?Also act like a baby.

"I'm going to call the nurse."

Nan Song got up from the bed, but his wrist was grabbed.

"do not go."

She turned her head and looked at Shen Du: "You are burned like this, why don't you go?"

"Chen helped me bring antipyretics, I just take one."

Nan Song was stunned for a second, thinking that it was not impossible.

"What about Helper Chen?"

"outside."

"Okay, I'll get it." She walked towards the door.

Chen Mingyu had been waiting outside the ward for a long time, and when he saw Nan Song coming out, he hurried to meet him.

"Mrs."

"Chen Zhu, thank you for your hard work."

Nan Song took the medicine, turned around and went back to the ward.

She took care of Shen Du to take the antipyretics, then let him lie down on the bed, turned her head, then thought of Guan Xinghe, and said why she always felt that there was someone missing.

"Where's Guan Xinghe?"

Shen Du was lying on his back with his eyes closed, and said calmly, "She's in the next ward."

Nan Song was silent for a second, guessed something, and said tentatively: "You, the one who drove her away?"

"Ah."

The simple word "um" makes people not feel the slightest bit of guilt, but instead has a sense of arrogance of "look, am I great?"

It feels like the words "quickly praise me, wife" are written on the face.

Nan Song silently sympathized with Guan Xinghe for a second in his heart, and spent the remaining 59 seconds laughing.

She pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, and asked Shen Du: "Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

Shen Du opened his eyes and looked at her, with an inexplicable sense of grievance in his blurred eyes.

"It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, it's the kind of discomfort that needs to be hugged and held high."

Nan Song felt speechless and funny.

"Overbearing Mr. Shen, are you always this cute every time you are sick?"

Shen Du paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about this question very seriously.

"It's not so cute in front of everyone, it's just so cute in front of you."

Nan Song: "."

The sick dog man is so fucking soft and cute, he wants to rua.

She thought about it, but now she is a sick patient after all, and now Rua doesn't seem to respect people very much, so Nan Song finally dismissed this idea.

Wait for the cold to recover before rua, anyway, people will not run away.

"Then when you recover from illness, I'll give you a hug and hold you high, okay?" Nan Song began to coax in a low voice.

Shen Du looked at her, and didn't answer the question directly, but only said: "Then you can sleep with me for a while now."

"Accompany you what?"

"sleep."

Shen Du repeated it again, and then reached out and patted the empty seat next to him: "Come, here."

Nan Song turned his head and glanced at the door of the ward.

"Ah, this is not good, brother, this is the ward!"

Shen Du looked at Nan Song with a bit of aggrieved eyes: "What's wrong? Which law stipulates that two people cannot sleep in a hospital bed at the same time?"

Nan Song: "That's not what it means. I just think that the impact of people coming and going at the door of this ward is not very good."

After Shen Du listened, he looked at her, pursed his lips and remained silent. After one second, two seconds, three seconds later, he turned his head to the window.

Judging from the tense jaw line and indifferent expression, Nan Song can tell that this person is probably angry.

"."

Tsk, why are you still angry?

"Shen Du."

Nan Song called him, but Shen Du didn't respond at all, and continued to maintain an indifferent posture.

"How about I change your WeChat note name to Crayon Shin-chan Xinyanzi, what do you think?"

Shen Du was still unmoved, looking at the scenery outside the window very seriously.

It's over, it's not easy to tell jokes.

Nan Song had no choice, and after thinking for a while, he finally decided to compromise.

"Okay, okay, sleep together!"

After speaking, he kicked off his shoes and sat on the bed.

Originally, he thought that Shen Du would be arrogant and ignore him for a while, but he didn't expect that this man moved to the side very generously, giving her a place to lie down.

Nan Song: "."

This man's play is really full. (smile.jpg)

When Nan Song was halfway down, Shen Du happily reached out and pulled her into his arms. Her face was so close to him that they almost kissed.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, Nan Song and Shen Du paused, and turned their heads to look at the door at the same time.

Guan Xinghe was standing at the door, staring dumbfounded, with a helpless and hurt expression after being stuffed with a mouthful of dog food.

The three of them looked at each other, and a faint embarrassment floated in the air.

Guan Xinghe squeezed out an awkward yet polite smile, and said almost word for word: "Are you two polite?"

Before Nan Song could speak, Shen Du spoke first.

"Just come in without knocking, are you polite?"

Guan Xinghe's face was full of disbelief: "Wow, brother, this is my ward!"

Shen Du continued to bully others without changing his expression: "From the moment you were kicked out just now, it has been my ward."

Guan Xinghe: "."

You are awesome.

"I came in to get something, and I'll leave right away."

Guan Xinghe quickly unplugged the phone charger by the bed, turned around and left, not wanting to stay here for a second.

After walking a few steps, I remembered something, and turned to look at Nan Song.

"The staff of the hotel will call you later to confirm the loss of personal property in your room. Remember to keep the phone open."

After saying this, Guan Xinghe left the ward as quickly as possible.

Nan Song was at a loss: "Property loss? What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)