He came from the depths of time

Chapter 319 Fever

"Find out who did it?" Bo Qichen asked directly, seeing Qiao Bei who pushed the door in.

The corner of Qiao Bei's mouth twitched, "No..." He asked this as soon as he came in, but he still didn't want to come in.

Bo Qichen snorted, not looking good: "A president, who can't do such a small thing, really wonders if you spent money to get this position."

Qiao Bei: "..." Nima!Cursing around the corner!He didn't even give him face... "How can it be so fast. How is Yan Yan?" Walking over, Qiao Bei looked at Yan Yanqi who was motionless, and sighed.

"The fever has subsided a little, but it hasn't completely subsided. Doctor Liang will prepare an antidote." Bo Qichen didn't want to embarrass Qiao Bei too much, he was just too impatient, after all, Yan Yanqi was so serious this time.

"Go and rest." Looking at Qiao Bei's tired face, Bo Qichen's lips moved slightly.

Qiao Bei shrugged, and smiled disapprovingly: "There is a guest room next door, you drove here overnight, you should go to rest."

Bo Qichen is really not very nice to Yan Yanqi, of course, in his eyes, it's all because Bo Qichen feels indebted.

Shaking his head slightly, Bo Qichen sat on the chair, looked at Yan Yanqi on the bed, and slightly parted his thin lips: "No, I'm not here, don't worry."

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched, Qiao Bei had nothing to say.

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In the afternoon, Dr. Liang injected Yan Yanqi with an antidote. An hour later, Yan Yanqi had a reaction, and his whole body was moving restlessly. The needle came out.

"What's the matter?" Leaning over, Bo Qichen approached her and asked in a low voice.

His voice was very soft, falling into Yan Yanqi's ears, some of it was not very clear.Yan Yanqi raised his hand and waved it in the air, not knowing what to grab.

Seeing this, Bo Qichen stretched out his other hand to hold her hand tightly, "Does it bother you?"

"Cold...cold..."

Whispering repeatedly, Bo Qichen frowned, leaned close to her lips, and listened carefully.

cold?Looking at the closed window and the quilt on her body, Bo Qichen pursed her thin lips, then gently wrapped her in his arms, covered her with the cup, and used his own body to keep her warm.

He rubbed her head with one hand, as if to comfort her, and said softly, "It won't be cold in a while."

Raising his hand, he turned on the air conditioner and turned on the heater, and adjusted the temperature very high.He could feel the person in his arms trembling violently.

Ten minutes passed, and the person in his arms was still murmuring that word repeatedly, and Bo Qichen's arms around her became tighter and tighter.It's very hot in the room, after all, it's summer now, and the warm air is still on, so Bo Qichen's entire back is soaked in sweat.

There was dense sweat on his forehead, but he didn't say a word.Looking at the bottle dripping with medicine, he closed his eyes.The high fever has not subsided, and it has been cold. If the fever does not subside, the brain will burn out.

He raised his hand and touched Yan Yanqi's forehead, without a drop of sweat.This made Bo Qichen frowned involuntarily.If you don't sweat, how can the high fever subside? Physical cooling doesn't work, and medicine doesn't work. You can't just watch Yan Yanqi's high fever persist.

I also took the antidote, and I was a little sober, but my body was still not very good.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher. When Qiao Bei opened the door and came in, he was greeted by a layer of heat, which scared him back a few steps.

(End of this chapter)