His love is too foul

Chapter 19 Let me go see my second brother
Ji Hanshen hasn't had a cold for many years, and he didn't expect to be recruited not long after he returned to Huaicheng. He read the information and saw that he felt uncomfortable at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Top-heavy, dry mouth.

Is it really like what that guy Gu Ming said, after he got caught in the rain the day before yesterday, he really was going to catch a cold?

So I took the temperature and measured it, but I didn't expect to have a fever of 38 degrees 5.

Ji Han sat deeply on the sofa and looked at the reading on the thermometer. If he didn't cool down, he would probably have a high fever of 40 degrees before dawn.

When he was a child, Ji Hanshen had a weak constitution, so he often had a cold and fever, and he had to be hospitalized for a week at every turn, so if he didn't treat the fever in time, he would not only have a high fever but also develop pneumonia.

Thinking of the bad-smelling disinfectant in the hospital, Ji Han's brows furrowed together in displeasure.

When I was young, I had already given up on the hospital with deep pain. When I grew up, I was able to not go to the hospital and insisted not to go to the hospital. It is also because of this that he has been insisting on exercising and training his eight-pack abs. Unexpectedly, after so many years Still sick.

When broadcasting Gu Ming's phone call, I realized that Gu Ming asked him to send him to Lincheng to investigate a project that the Ji family had previously invested in, so he broadcast it to Ji Zhai, so that his sister-in-law could cook some soup to relieve heat and clear fire. I remember, when I had a cold and didn't want to go to the hospital when I was a child, my aunt would make soup for him to drink, and after drinking it, I would sweat profusely and he would be fine.

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When Mu Xingzhi was lying on the table in a drowsy sleep, he heard the phone ringing. Seeing that it was Song Jiahe calling, he quickly reached out to pick it up.

"Hey, Jiahe! Is there something wrong?" Mu Xingzhi looked at the paintings he drew. It turned out that he was drawing and drawing blueprints. After being too tired, he fell asleep in a daze. Now he was woken up by Song Jiahe's phone call. The consciousness of the whole person has not yet awakened.

"Xingzhi, my birthday party is only three days away. Did you pass the invitation to my second brother? Did he agree to come to my birthday party?" Song Jiahe asked anxiously at the other end.

Mu Xingzhi turned his head to look at the pink invitation on the table, and couldn't help frowning.

It's not that she forgot to ask for Ji Hanshen, but she never found a chance to give it to him.

Ji Hanshen doesn't live in Ji's house, she rarely meets him, should she take the initiative to call Ji Hanshen, the content is to tell him that she has a good friend who has a good impression of him, likes him, and then invites him to participate Is it her birthday party?
For a mature man like Ji Hanshen, he probably doesn't like to attend some kind of birthday party hosted by such a little girl.

In short, this made Mu Xingzhi very embarrassed, and he struggled for a few days, whether he should give it or not.

"Xingzhi, are you listening to me?" Song Jiahe didn't hear Xingzhi's response, so he called her.

"Listening!"

"Did you give it to the second brother? How did he react!" Song Jiahe asked excitedly on the other end.

That is to make her excited enough, otherwise she would not sleep at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and would still call her here to ask about this matter.

"He...Second Brother, he said, he thought about it!" Mu Xingzhi never lied, but because of Ji Hanshen's matter, she lied so many times that she felt like biting her tongue.

"Think about it, how long did he say to think about it? I have a birthday party soon, and I need to match the dress with my second brother. What kind of clothes does he usually like?" Song Jiahe heard Thinking about the word is like hearing that Ji Hanshen promised her to go, it seems like something happy.

When Mu Xingzhi heard Song Jiahe's excited voice, he didn't know how to answer Song Jiahe's words.

It can only be said that this girl is still very persistent towards Ji Hanshen.

What is it about Ji Hanshen that attracts her so much?

"I'm not very clear about what the second brother likes!" Mu Xingzhi tried his best to think about Ji Hanshen's usual clothes, as if... except for a dark suit, he had never seen him in other clothes.

"Then you can help me to inquire about it, and if you are successful, I will ask second brother how he is thinking?" Song Jiahe was out of shape with excitement, and Mu Xingzhi was also implicated.

So, Mu Xingzhi bit the bullet and agreed, then went downstairs to drink water with his mobile phone in his arms, thinking about sending Ji Hanshen a text message if he figured it out later, and asking him what he wants, if he is willing If so, she will send him the post, if he is really unwilling, then she will directly reject Song Jiahe.

Seeing that the clock on the wall pointed to 12 o'clock, there was no one in Ji's living room, but when she walked to the refrigerator in the dining room, she saw that the kitchen light was on, and there was a slight sound from inside.

At this time, who is still cooking supper in the kitchen?
So Xingzhi held a bottle of water in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, and gently knocked open the kitchen door with his body.

Seeing that Auntie was cooking something, there was a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine. Could it be that it was cooked for Ji Yecheng to drink? He was the only one in Quan Ji's family who was sick and hospitalized and needed to eat this kind of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Auntie, you are still cooking at such a late hour. Is it for Ji's father?" Xingzhi lived in Ji's house for four years, and he has a little understanding of the Ji family's human nature. No matter how hungry Ji Ye is, he will never Let my aunt cook something to eat in the middle of the night.

"Miss Xingzhi, you stay up so late!" Auntie smiled when she saw Xing.

"Well, I'm thirsty!" Xingzhi raised the pure water bottle in his hand and looked at her and said.

"Auntie, this is Chinese medicine soup, who cooked it for?" Xingzhi looked at the beautiful Chinese medicine soup and asked Auntie.

"The second young master is ill. He has liked to eat this since he was a child. After eating it, his cold will be cured, so I cooked it for him!" Auntie's expression became a lot worried when she mentioned that Ji Han was deeply ill.

Ji Hanshen is the child my aunt saw growing up. It is a miracle that Ji Hanshen was born. He has been weak and sick since he was born. In order to make Ji Hanshen healthier, my aunt learned to cook all kinds of delicious things with traditional Chinese medicine. And Ji Hanshen's favorite food is traditional Chinese medicine soup.

Every time, his condition will definitely improve.

"Is Second Brother sick?" Xingyi asked naturally worried when he heard that Ji Hanshen was sick.

"Well, I just called back and said that I have a fever and my throat is still dry. I want to drink what I cooked, so I cooked it for him! It's almost ready now, I have to pack the box and send it to him!" Ah Auntie turned off the fire and took the pot off the stove.

"Is Second Brother seriously ill?" Mu Xingzhi asked cautiously, thinking of how a tall man like Ji Hanshen suddenly fell ill, what kind of situation would it be like?

"It sounds a bit serious, but the second young master has been in great health these years, so he should be fine! He doesn't like to go to the hospital, so drink the soup first. If he still has a fever in the morning, I will send him to the hospital!" It's not surprising that Ji Hanshen has long been aware of the fear of hospitals since she was a child.

A child spends more than half a month in the hospital. This kind of childhood shadow will be difficult to get rid of even after growing up.

"Miss Xingzhi, you should go to bed early after drinking water, I will deliver soup to the second young master!" Auntie was planning to leave with the thermos box in hand.

(End of this chapter)