The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1848 Sick

Ye Yiwei dragged her tired body to the bathroom, wanting to take a quick bath.

But the head was covered with foam, but the water heater ran out of hot water.

Keep it on and cold water will flow out.

She groaned inwardly, is it bad, is the water heater broken again?

This happened last time, and An Shasha was asked to help boil the hot water, but now An Shasha is not here.

His eyes were covered with foam all over his head, and he couldn't open them at all. He couldn't even see the road, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Ye Yiwei turned on the faucet on the basin, and washed the foam off her face.

She wiped her eyes, barely able to open them, but it was very stinging, tears flowed out immediately, she closed her eyes tightly again, and kept flushing with water, but it couldn't be completely relieved.

The foam on her head continued to flow down, and Ye Yiwei couldn't open her eyes, it was so uncomfortable.

Unable to suffer any longer, she gritted her teeth and rushed under the shower head, letting the cold water drench her from head to toe.

It's already autumn, the water is extremely cool, and goose bumps are all over her body, she keeps comforting herself, it will be fine in a while, it will pass after a while, and she will wash it off immediately.

He finally washed off the foam all over his body, was already shivering from the cold, wiped off the water stains, grabbed his pajamas and put them on, jumped onto the bed in three steps, and wrapped the quilt tightly.

Huh... so cold!

I don't know what the reason is, it's getting colder when wrapped in the quilt, and the hair is still dripping, soaking the quilt under the neck.

It took a long time to recover.

Ye Yiwei got up and went to get the hair dryer to dry her hair so as not to catch a cold, but the cold had already invaded her scalp and she felt some slight pain.

But the hair dryer did not send out hot air as Ye Yiwei hoped, but a series of sparks flashed inside the machine, and a smell of burnt plastic rushed into the nostrils, making Ye Yiwei very uncomfortable.

Frowning and covering his nose, he took the hair dryer away and pressed the switch a few times, but there was no response.

Alas... the hair dryer is broken.

She took a dry towel and wiped her hair vigorously, the water stopped dripping, but the top of her head was still cold, so she sat back on the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

Thinking of Ji Yunyi, thinking of Meng Zhanyang, heavy drowsiness hit her, but her hair was so wet, she couldn't sleep, and it would take some time for her hair to dry, so she simply leaned against the head of the bed, closed her eyes tiredly, and fell asleep sitting up one time.

After this sleep, I fell into a deep sleep, not caring what hair was dry, my back was sore and my neck hurt after sitting for a long time, I was in a daze to find a more comfortable position, lay down on my side, and slept beautifully.

In the middle of the night, Ye Yiwei woke up from the heat, her head hurt so badly, her whole body was burning hot, she rubbed her forehead in a daze, and she had a fever.

My throat is so dry that I don't even have the strength to get up to drink.

Consciousness is not very clear.

I wish she had someone by her side when she was sick.

But when he opened his misty eyes, there was only the emptiness of the room, and the only thing he could hear was his own breathing.

The phone rang at this moment.

Ye Yiwei closed her eyes, stretched out her hand, and followed the direction of the sound to feel it. It took a long time to feel it, opened the cover, put it to her ear, and replied weakly: "Hello."

"Ye Yiwei, I miss you."

The person on the other end of the phone spoke vaguely, with a silly smile.

"I'm... ill, and I'm having a... fever..."

Her voice was very low, so low that it was almost inaudible, but the person on the other end of the phone still reacted, and all the drunkenness sobered up in an instant.

Meng Zhanyang said anxiously, "Wait for me, I'll pass by your place right away."

(End of this chapter)