I heard that the school grass has a crush on me

Chapter 158 Delicate Body Bones
The eyelids were still heavy, and in a daze, Wen Chen heard the voices of An Xiaotian, Lin Jiaqi, and Li Xiaoxiao, but he couldn't open his eyes, and felt dull, with difficulty breathing.

Xiaoxiao is going to buy medicine?Is anyone sick in the bedroom?

No, what I just heard was a fever, someone had a fever.

Who the hell is...

Wen Chen's headache got worse.

"Oh my god! What should Xiaotian do? The temperature has reached 39 degrees."

"Jiaqi, don't worry, Xiaoxiao said she's coming back soon. Oh, why is my dear Chenchen working so hard..."

"Chenchen's health is not good, and we finally managed to eat breakfast every day, and he hasn't been sick for a long time."

Wen Chen was a sick child when he was a child, and he often fell ill every three days.Even minor ailments like a cold and cough took two weeks to heal, and it took a week for a fever. There were many big and small illnesses. Because I didn't like breakfast, I took turns to see her with gastroenteritis.

After they went to university, they knew about Wen Chen's bad habit. They spent a whole year in freshman year to let Wen Chen develop the habit of eating breakfast, and his health improved a lot. They rarely get sick, but once they get sick, it takes a long time. Still not good at all; still weak, especially afraid of the cold.

I also went to see a doctor.

The doctor of traditional Chinese medicine took the pulse, saying that it was the common problems of girls, weak body, and it took several months of Chinese medicine to recuperate.After drinking it, my body is slightly better, and I am not as chilled as before.

An Xiaotian and Lin Jiaqi were checking the time. It had been more than half a year since Wen Chen got sick last time, and he didn't know what Chen Chen was thinking. With such a delicate body, he stayed up for three or four nights in a row.Even for An Xiaotian and the others who are in good health, they can't bear it if they don't sleep for a few days.

At this time Li Xiaoxiao came back from buying medicine.

It took 15 minutes to walk to the nearest pharmacy, and it took Li Xiaoxiao 10 minutes to run back and forth. She was sweating profusely in the winter, and stuffed the medicine into An Xiaotian's sleep. Lin Jiaqi went out and poured a cup of hot water immediately.

Li Xiaoxiao took off her coat and was sitting and wiping her sweat slowly. After wiping, she walked over to Wen Chen and pushed her arm: "Chen Chen, wake up, get up and take medicine first."

Sleeping drowsily, Wen Chen felt a familiar voice calling her.

She finally woke up, blinking her eyes slowly, and in front of her eyes were the enlarged faces of her three friends.She sat up on the bed, and Lin Jiaqi timely handed a pillow to Wen Chen to lean on.

Wen Chen's face was pale, with a dazed expression: "I... have a fever?"

She suddenly remembered something, took the phone and turned it on, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon!God, why did she accidentally sleep for so long.

Xu Xingzhou sent a lot of messages and even called.

The first thing Wen Chen did when he got up was to send him a message explaining that he was afraid he was too worried, An Xiaotian said, "Don't worry, I've already told Xu Xingzhou."

Xu Xingzhou replied in seconds: Sister, rest well, be good.

When I think about the Christmas that I have prepared for a long time today, I can't pass it...

Wen Chen heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head, and met Li Xiaoxiao's sullen face.

"Chenchen, what are you thinking? Even when you are sick, you sent a message to Xu Xingzhou immediately to fear that he would be worried. You don't need me to tell you that your body is the most important thing, right?"

Wen Chen understood Li Xiaoxiao, she was too worried about her.If An Xiaotian hadn't found out that it was too late to wake Wen Chen up, she wouldn't have found out that she had a fever.

Wen Chen's lips were a little pale, but he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled.

　It's almost the end of the month, or the beginning of the month.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)