After wearing the book, the male protagonist next door always makes a cameo

Chapter 116 Breathing Weaves Together

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Zhang Buxi really had a fever that night.

Burn to 39.5°.

For adults, 39.5° is a high fever. When she woke up from the bed, her throat was dry, her nasal cavity was dry, her head was groggy, and her whole body was extremely hot.

I haven't been sick for a long time, but once I get sick, it's like a mountain falling.

The cloister and spiral staircase had heating, so Zhang Buxi put on a coat and went downstairs.

Because of the fever, her body was hot, and her cheeks were also flushed.

Finding the refrigerator, she took a can of fresh oranges and opened it to drink. It was ice cold, and she felt much more comfortable in an instant.

Wen Tuntun returned to her room with the fresh orange, and once inside, she found that Li Yudu had appeared in her bedroom at some point.

Zhang Buxi hid the fresh orange behind her back, walked over and asked, "President Li, do you need me?"

Hearing the voice, Li Shenyan turned around and asked her in a faint voice, "Where did you go?"

Zhang Buxi shook his head: "I didn't go anywhere!"

Under his cold gaze, Zhang Buxi felt that she couldn't control her nonsense mouth again, so she closed her mouth tightly, and hid the bright oranges behind her in the sleeve of her coat.

Fortunately, the coat is big enough and the cuffs are wide enough to fit a can.

Li Shenyan walked towards her, Zhang Buxi was afraid of being seen, and stepped back.

The closer he got, the more flustered Zhang Buxi became.

In the end, being cornered, Zhang Buxi leaned against the edge of the door, and immediately said, "I might be a little insomnia..."

"Then what?" he asked.

Zhang Buxi changed the subject, brewed so many emotions, and finally confessed leniently: "I have a low fever, it's true that I can't sleep, it's so uncomfortable that I feel like I'm going to burp!"

Li Shenyan: "Just a low-grade fever?"

"..."

While continuing to think about how to answer, the next moment, Li Shenyan's hand reached out to her back, pulling her forward, he leaned slightly, and pressed his forehead against hers, feeling her warmth.

So close, breath intertwined.

Zhang Buxi couldn't tell whether it was the hot cheeks caused by her own fever, or the tangled cheeks caused by some subtle mood.

For a moment, his cold voice was mixed with a trace of unrecognizable anger: "Is this the low-grade fever you mentioned?"

When he found that she had some symptoms of a cold, he had already touched her forehead. At that time, she hadn't started to have a fever, and her temperature was normal.

In just two or three hours, her forehead became hot and she developed a high fever.

Li Shenyan took him to the bed, "Lie down and don't move."

Zhang Buxi lay down obediently, not daring to move.

Li Shenyan took out his mobile phone, made a call, and hung up after talking about Zhang's unhappiness.

Zhang Buxi asked in a weak voice, "Is it a doctor?"

"Ah."

His expression was indifferent from the beginning to the end, and he could not see whether he was angry, and his tone did not seem to fluctuate.

Seeing him take out the thermometer from the inside of his clothes and feed it to her mouth: "Open your mouth."

Zhang Buxi opened his mouth obediently.

Put the thermometer in your mouth and wait 5 minutes.

During the five minutes of waiting, Zhang Buxi's hands were numb from the fresh oranges hidden in her sleeves. She carefully changed her hand and pulled out the numb hand to see through.

Almost 5 minutes later, my lips moved, and the thermometer in my mouth suddenly fell down and landed on the quilt.

Zhang Buxi picked it up, and touched the glass bubble with his cold fingertips.

The originally rising temperature dropped instantly, and the drop was a bit outrageous...

　Ask for a recommendation ticket~
　　


(End of this chapter)