Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"Cub, get up."

When Lin Qiuran opened his eyes, his whole body was tightly imprisoned by Zhao Qichen.

Probably because the weather was too cold, she could vaguely feel Zhao Qichen's slight trembling.

The two of them just fell asleep on the sofa without the quilt and the heater on.

Hearing Lin Qiuran's call, Zhao Qichen became conscious and slowly opened his eyes.

"Get up quickly, go into the house to rest if you are sleepy, and be careful of catching a cold here."

Seeing his bewildered expression, Lin Qiuran lightly pulled his arm beside him.

Zhao Qichen seemed to be still sleepy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body followed Lin Qiuran's pull.

Lin Qiuran raised her wrist to check the time, and was about to go into the kitchen to cook something casually for the two of them.

As soon as he let go of Zhao Qichen's hand, he heard the person beside him fall in response.

"Hey hey..."

Lin Qiuran was so frightened that she hurried forward to help her.

"Stand up quickly, I'll get you a bowl of noodles to warm you up..."

Zhao Qichen still didn't respond.

Lin Qiuran was really stunned.

what's the situation?
If you're sleepy, you won't even be able to stand still...

Subconsciously, Lin Qiuran stretched out his hand to Zhao Qichen's forehead.

Wherever her skin touched, it was hot.

Zhao Qichen's face was flushed at this time, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his lips were chapped due to dryness.

It's not the same as him on the field.

Although it was purely an accident that Lin Qiuran played this time, she only realized after the real experience that the ever-changing conditions during the game and the highly tense nerves are nothing that can be compared with the usual training.

That's it, she, who has no experience in the field, still persisted.

A large part of the reason is the existence of Zhao Qichen.

The strength of the SOD team is not only reflected in the dazzling strength of these young men, but what cannot be ignored is Zhao Qichen's strong control.

As captain, he was successful.

But such a king who looked down on him during the competition, now fell weakly in front of him.

"Zai Zai, you have a fever."

What Lin Qiuran was most worried about happened.

The two of them were so exhausted before that they collapsed on the sofa and slept for a few hours without even covering them with a quilt.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was still relatively warm in Zhao Qichen's arms, Zhao Qichen would not be the only one who fell down at this time.

Lin Qiuran quickly helped Zhao Qichen into the training room.

Due to the large difference in body size between the two, when Lin Qiuran put Zhao Qichen on the gaming chair, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.

Exhaling lightly, Lin Qiuran said to Zhao Qichen who was sitting on the chair with a weak expression:
"Zai Zai, the heating is turned on in the training room, you take a rest here now, I'll find you some antipyretics..."

After speaking, Lin Qiuran turned around and was about to leave the training room.

Zhao Qichen reached out and grabbed Lin Qiuran's clothes.

"I'm fine..."

fine?

Lin Qiuran turned her head to look at Zhao Qichen with disbelief in her eyes.

"Don't be so stubborn, you can fry eggs on your forehead soon and tell me it's okay."

Lin Qiuran knew that Zhao Qichen didn't want to see himself worried.

"Stop making trouble, you can't have something wrong, don't forget that we still haven't watched the surveillance video for seven days."

Lin Qiuran smiled slightly at Zhao Qichen, with a hint of comfort in his words.

After Zhao Qichen finished listening, he finally let go of his hand.

Feeling that his whole body was hot as if he was on fire, but at the same time weak and weak, he was slightly annoyed in his heart.

Xiaopang is still in the hospital now, so he must not fall down at this time.

Otherwise, all the pressure would have to be transferred to Lin Qiuran alone.

While thinking this way, Zhao Qichen slowly closed his eyes.

Lin Qiuran went upstairs and searched everywhere in her bedroom.

Because he was worried that the team members in the base would have some unexpected situation and could not find the first aid kit, Lin Qiuran specially put all the medicines stored in the base in his bedroom for easy access.

In the end, because of her impatience, she took a long time to find the medicine box that she put away by herself.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, this is true.

When Lin Qiuran took out the medicine box from the drawer, the back of her hand was scratched.

"hiss……"

Lin Qiuran only had time to take a breath.

After casually wiping off the seeping blood, she picked up the medicine box and went downstairs to the training room.

When she went in again, Zhao Qichen had already fallen into a deep sleep again under the slightly drunkenness of the heater.

Lin Qiuran prepared all the medicines and put them aside, went to the kitchen and poured a large glass of warm water.

Although he didn't want to wake him up, in order not to delay his illness, Lin Qiuran finally patted Zhao Qichen's shoulder lightly.

"Zai Zai, take the medicine first."

When Zhao Qichen woke up, Lin Qiuran watched him finish all the medicine, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the current situation, it seems that she doesn't need to go under the kitchen anymore.

Zhao Qichen was already very sleepy, and coupled with the sleeping ingredients in the medicine, Lin Qiuran just helped him upstairs and into the room, when he plunged into the bed.

Lin Qiuran turned on the heater in his own bedroom, tucked him in the quilt, and walked downstairs with the door ajar.

Xiaopang is sick and still in the hospital. The old wolf asked for leave and wants to go back to his hometown to visit relatives. Now Zhao Qichen is in trouble again. Seeing that he and Mahou are the only ones who are still able to move, but Mahou is also staying in the hospital to take care of Xiaopang .

Eventful month.

Lin Qiuran sighed, took out the USB flash drive where he copied the surveillance video, and walked slowly into the training room.

Taking advantage of the fact that she was not sleepy now, she decided to watch the surveillance video for a while.

After all, this incident involves some violations of personal safety. If the plot development really follows Zhao Qichen's guess, Mars has already bullied his team.

You can't just watch Xiaopang suffer and do nothing yourself.

Lin Qiuran collected herself, put on a coat and sat on a chair, waiting for the computer to turn on.

*
A hospital in Linjiang.

In the intensive care unit, Zang Yue was sitting beside the hospital bed, his head buried deeply in the quilt.

The hospital bed was undoubtedly his sick mother.

After rescue, she is still dying.

But there are signs of leaving at any time.

The doctor has hinted in various ways that he wants to give up, but Zang Yue just feels that there will be a turnaround in all this.

He has been in the hospital for almost two weeks. In these two weeks, except for sending text messages to Mao Yu, he has cut off all contact with the outside world.

Thinking of Maoyu, Zang Yue looked down at his phone.

By coincidence, he lightly turned on the power button.

Overwhelming missed calls and SMS reminders.

Looking at the stubborn name in the inbox, Zang Yue lightly tapped the screen.