Mengbao's secret order, Daddy, you have to be good

Chapter 531 Drunk and Sick

"No, it's just like that after seeing it. It always needs a recovery process." Yuan Ye said coolly.

"Is it really not necessary? If it hurts, take some anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine?" Ye Yin was worried.

Yuan Ye reclined on the sofa, "This kind of pain, taking medicine won't help much, it's best to find something to kill time, or have someone to talk with, just to distract yourself."

Ye Yin on the other side of the phone paused for a while, and then said, "Then go find Xiao Zhou and the others. It's already time for them to get off work."

Yuan Ye cut out, "Those little brats, why should I ask them? I'm not interested in what they say, and they don't understand what I say."

Yuan Ye has always been a man of high self-esteem. With so few people in the research institute, he can only chat with Ye Yin for a few more words. Only when he stays with Ye Yin can he not feel bored or bored.

Ye Yin fell silent.

Yuan Ye thought for a while, and then said, "The movie we talked about a while ago can now be watched online for a fee. If you have a companion, it should be good to watch. It's a pity..."

Some time ago, Ye Yin did always mention a movie to him, but they were so busy at that time that they missed the time for the movie to be shown in the theater, so Ye Yin thought about watching it immediately when there was a paid online one.

Yuan Ye also checked the Internet last night out of boredom, only to find that he could watch it online, and now he suddenly remembered that it happened to be a gamble.

After Ye Yin was silent for a while, she didn't try to persuade him any more, but said, "Then you can see for yourself, maybe it doesn't feel bad. Let's do this first, I have something to do here, so hang up first."

Yuan Ye felt lost and wanted to say something, but the phone had already been hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Ye realized that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, so he took the pasta to the microwave and heated it up, took out a few mouthfuls, and couldn't eat anymore, covered the lid and threw it on the coffee table.

The feeling of irritability became more and more intense. Yuan Ye seldom got out of control like this. He was so anxious that he couldn't take it anymore, so he opened a bottle of red wine, poured himself half a glass, opened the patio door, leaned against the guardrail with the wine and slowly drank up.

He got the red wine from Zongzhe's office. It's good wine, but he couldn't taste it.

Obviously he couldn't taste anything, but he still drank one cup after another, just like that, unexpectedly, he drank up a bottle of wine.

Although Yuan Ye had a good capacity for alcohol, he couldn't stop him from drinking a whole bottle of wine in one go. In addition, he didn't eat anything for dinner and drank on an empty stomach, so the alcohol was much stronger.

Yuan Ye was drunk but didn't know it. Anyway, he woke up from the cold in the middle of the night. After waking up, he found himself lying on the balcony chair and fell asleep.

It is estimated that he was so drunk that he passed out, so he just lay down anywhere and fell asleep.

Yuan Ye's head was swollen, and his body was a little numb.

He stood up with his left hand propped on the railing, went back into the room, and sneezed hard several times.

"MD, is this a cold? Isn't it so weak?"

It turns out that he is just that weak.

Early the next morning, when he woke up, he found that not only his nose was stuffed, but he also had a fever.

Yuan Ye has grown so big, the number of times he has a fever can be counted on the fingers.

And as rare as the fever, there are also the times when he was drunk.

This time, luckier than winning the lottery, unexpectedly, both of them were hit.

Because he seldom gets sick, naturally there is no medicine in the dormitory.

And he didn't have the self-consciousness to go to see a doctor, so he went downstairs to work after washing and dressing.

Several interns were eating breakfast in the living room on the second floor. Seeing him coming down, they tactfully vacated the single sofa he used to sit on. Xiao Zhou ran to get the bowls and chopsticks with discernment.

"Doctor Yuan, this is the refreshment bought by Teacher Ye, hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

Yuan Ye sat down, and before he said anything, Ye Yin came out of the kitchen with a pot of hot tea in his hand.

"Morning, Doctor Yuan!"

Yuan Ye nodded to her, "Morning!"

With just one simple word, Ye Yin heard something wrong, "Doctor Yuan, do you have a cold?"

Yuan Ye ignored her, picked up a small fried bun with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ye Yin poured him a cup of tea, "This is the Dahongpao given by my best friend, how about trying it?"

Yuan Ye let out an oh, took a sip from the teacup, and said thank you.

This time, Ye Yin was almost certain that he had caught a cold.

"Doctor Yuan, your face is very red, do you still have a fever?"

Only then did Yuan Ye nod, "It's a bit!"

As he spoke, he sneezed very appropriately.

Ye Yin quickly put down the teapot, got up and walked into the room. Soon, she took out a thermometer and handed it to Yuan Ye.

"Measure first!"

Yuan Ye didn't even look at it, he reached out and picked up another rib and put it in his mouth.

"No amount, small things."

In Yuan Ye's opinion, having a cold and fever is not a disease at all.

Ye Yin didn't agree, "If you just have a cold and a fever, it's really not a big deal, but have you forgotten that your hand is broken, what if the fever is not from a cold, but from a hand injury!"

Yuan Ye put down his chopsticks impatiently, took the thermometer, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's so troublesome..."

He said dissatisfiedly, but obediently stuffed the thermometer into his armpit.

Ye Yin watched him plug in the thermometer, then sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

She held the teacup in both hands, sipping it slowly, her gaze never leaving Yuan Ye's face.

Yuan Ye didn't pay much attention to it at first. After clamping the thermometer, he continued to eat snacks. After taking a few mouthfuls, he realized that Ye Yin was looking at him all the time.

"Why don't you eat? Are you full just looking at me?"

Ye Yin stared at him without speaking, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Yuan Ye stared at her inexplicably, ignored her, and started eating again on his own.

However, because of his severe nasal congestion, he ate much more slowly than usual.

A few interns finished their meal quickly like wind and clouds, and then went back to work in the laboratory.

Ye Yin didn't rush around like usual, but sat patiently on the sofa, drinking tea, staring at Yuan Ye for a while from time to time.

Even though Yuan Ye had a thick skin, she didn't feel at ease with her.

"Ye Yin, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't look at me with such weird eyes!"

Ye Yin didn't speak, but spread his palms towards him.

"Why? What do you want?" Yuan Ye was puzzled.

"Thermometer!" Ye Yin laughed.

Only then did Yuan Ye come to his senses, put down his chopsticks, reached out and took out the thermometer, and put it on Ye Yin's palm.

Ye Yin handed over the thermometer and looked at it carefully. When he saw the scale on it, he couldn't help frowning.

"Doctor Yuan, it's 38 degrees!"

Yuan Ye groaned, it seemed that he was not the one who was sick.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Ye Yin looked at him anxiously.

Yuan Ye shook his head, "Which eye of yours feels uncomfortable seeing me?"

In fact, when he woke up early in the morning, he was really uncomfortable, but after seeing Ye Yin, the discomfort in his body seemed to be a lot lighter.

(End of this chapter)