Space Spirit Spring: Doomsday boss dressed as a peasant girl

Chapter 71 Nan Yan Sick
But forget it, it's okay for her to do it occasionally on a whim.

Let her toss in the kitchen all day, she is a fish now, she is lazy.

Ye Xiaoyun chatted with Nan Yan and said, "Yan'er, things in Changzhou are almost settled, we will be able to leave Changzhou and return to the capital in two days."

Nan Yan is fine, as long as his affairs are handled properly, he can leave anytime and anywhere.

Plans are good, and sometimes plans change.

Nan Yan thought she was very nice around her, she didn't dry her hair after taking a shower at night, and went to bed but caught a cold in the middle of the night.

At night, Nan Yan fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She reached out and touched her forehead, and found that she, who was not usually sick, had a cold?Still have a high fever?
There is a pharmacy in Nanyan Space. After she went to the pharmacy to get cold medicine, she covered her head with the quilt and fell asleep, thinking that she would sweat and catch a cold.

Things backfired, Nan Yan became ill this time.

In the middle of the night, thirsty and drowsy, I got up to drink water, because my body was really uncomfortable, and I had a high fever and accidentally knocked over the cup, and I passed out.

When she woke up again, she felt her hand being held tightly.

She stretched out her other hand, rubbed her eyes weakly, saw that the person in front of her was suddenly startled, and said urgently in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Yun, what's wrong with you?"

No wonder she asked Ye Xiaoyun such a question nervously, because at this time Ye Xiaoyun's bloodshot eyes were full of rage and panic.

Ye Xiaoyun saw that she was awake, a light flashed in his eyes and said: "Come on, call the doctor in."

A few doctors who had been guarding the door of the room tremblingly bent over to meet Ye Xiaoyun, the girl put a silk handkerchief on Nan Yan's wrist, and a doctor who was about 50 years old helped Nan Yan diagnose her pulse.

The doctor pretended to be calm and gave Nan Yan the pulse, knelt down in front of Ye Xiaoyun, and said: "My Majesty, this girl is awake now and there is no serious problem, she only needs to take a few medicines to recover."

Ye Xiaoyun didn't even give the doctor a look, and looked at Nan Yan tenderly, and said coldly: "Okay, go down and prescribe the medicine!"

The doctor who walked out of the room after the catastrophe, reached out and touched his neck, rejoicing that his neck was still on his body, then wiped off the sweat on his face, and said to himself: Fortunately, this girl woke up, otherwise he would not have woken up. Knowing whether he can still see the sun tomorrow. "

Thinking about Ye Xiaoyun who chopped off the heads of two doctors in a rage last night, the doctors only felt that the legend of "the emperor's wrath littered the field with corpses" was indeed true, and the old saying did not deceive me.

At this time, the atmosphere in the room was not very good. After all the servants retreated, Ye Xiaoyun saw the person who was looking at him with wide eyes, and finally couldn't help but bend down and hug him in his arms, saying: "Yan'er, I won't be here in the future." I must be sick, do you know how I spent this day??"

He was afraid, last night in his sleep, he was hurriedly reported by servants from the next yard, saying that something happened to Yan'er.

When he came to Yan'er's room, he saw a person with a pale face and closed eyes.

His heart almost stopped beating.

Nan Yan's sore limbs due to a cold could not feel any more uncomfortable due to what Ye Xiaoyun said.

Listening to what he said, Nan Yan recalled that after returning from Ye Xiaoyun, she took a shower by herself and fell asleep without drying her hair.

Maybe because she forgot to dry her hair and went to bed, she immediately developed a high fever at night, and went to the space to take some cold medicine and sleep with the quilt covered, hoping to cover her body and sweat so that the cold would be cured.

It may be that she has always been in good health and has not been sick all year round.

This time the cold was so fierce that even if she took cold medicine, it would not help and she fell into a drowsy sleep.

When she woke up again, she saw Ye Xiaoyun furious and panicked.

Nan Yan patted Ye Xiaoyun's shoulder lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoyun, I'm fine, I just have a cold, just take some medicine and I'll be fine."

Ye Xiaoyun didn't listen.

You must know how many people died in this wind and cold.

He only knew that he didn't want Yan'er to get sick and see the dying person lying on the bed again.

Ye Xiaoyun's mood was not stable at this time, and she coaxed Nan Yan with a hint of pleading: "Yan'er, eat well, take supplements to regulate your body, and don't get sick again, okay?"

Nan Yan has been in Linzhou Prefecture for so long, and knows that Xia Dynasty's medical skills are not developed, which is similar to some ancient dynasties in history.

It may be very common that a cold can take people away.

Nan Yan felt Ye Xiaoyun's unstable mood, and looked nervous and uneasy in his eyes...

She sighed: "Okay, I promise you to eat well, and you won't get sick if you take supplements. Don't be like this, okay?"

Hearing Nan Yan's words, Ye Xiaoyun approached Nan Yan's lips, and lightly bit her mouth.

Seeing the man who loved her so much, Nan Yan put her arms around his neck and kissed him back...

Fortunately, Nan Yan is currently suffering from a cold, so she couldn't make it to the end.

Otherwise, with the situation tonight, Ye Xiaoyun might have broken through the last line of defense long ago, making Nan Yan a veritable queen.

Ye Xiaoyun was comforted, and slowly calmed down. She caressed Nan Yan's face and greedily looked at Nan Yan's eyebrows. Nan Yan's face...as if she wanted to imprint Nan Yan's facial features deep in her memory.

Ye Xiaoyun originally planned to return to Beijing in the next two days, but because Nanyan caught a cold, she had to postpone the plan.

Nan Yan was like this, being restrained by Ye Xiaoyun and not allowed to go anywhere in the room, so that she could recuperate well.

Nan Yan looked at the man who moved his desk into her room and was serious about his work.

Inability to vomit.

Ye Xiaoyun didn't know, but she knew it clearly.

When she woke up that night, she knew she had a bad cold, accompanied by a cough.

She was a doctor in her previous life. Knowing her current situation, she might catch a cold and cause pneumonia.

So she took advantage of Ye Xiaoyun's inattention and ran back to the space to get an IV for herself.

Although she still has a slight cough, she has a cold but is fine.

Of course, apart from sore limbs and dizziness.

No matter how much she tried to persuade Ye Xiaoyun, this person was still very stubborn, wishing he could guard her all the time day and night.

Ye Xiaoyun lowered his head to deal with government affairs, felt Nan Yan's resentment, quickly wrote the last paragraph, put down his pen and walked over to the faceless person half lying on the recliner.

Rubbing Nan Yan's hair and softly said: "What's the matter, are you hungry, do you want someone to come in with some snacks?"

Nan Yan opened her eyes wide, pulled Ye Xiaoyun onto the recliner, and said viciously, "Ye Xiaoyun, let me tell you, I will be angry if you keep me in the room like this again."

Ye Xiaoyun looked at the condescending, small-mouthed man, and said helplessly, "Yan'er, the doctor said that you have a severe cold this time, and you need to rest for a few days."

Nan Yan refused to accept it, and said: "I am also a doctor, I know my body best, but I should go for a walk outside now, so that I can recover faster."

Ye Xiaoyun shook his head and refused.

Nan Yan was furious, and in the end she became so aggressive that she gritted her teeth and bit Ye Xiaoyun.

Then there was a small spark in the room...

After making a fuss, she felt aggrieved and couldn't go out for two days. Nan Yan's heart was a little turbulent.

While Ye Xiaoyun wasn't paying attention, he asked the little girl to go to the kitchen and bring her some pears. She wanted to prepare roasted pears to moisten her lungs.

The little girl was in a dilemma and said: "Girl, there are no pears in this season. Not only are there no pears, there are very few edible fruits."

(End of this chapter)