The host is changing the painting style every day

Chapter 168
It's really scary.

Pei Mi couldn't control his thoughts.

After making sure that the man listened to her words, of course he went home to see her little cutie.

When Pei Mi arrived home, he found that the house was extremely quiet.

Even a little too quiet.

"Jiang Shen?"

Pei Mi called out tentatively.

However, the response to her was still silence.

There seemed to be shallow breathing in the air.

Pei Mi turned on the light, and immediately saw a figure lying on the floor.

"Jiang Shen."

Pei Mi hastily stepped forward to pick him up.

The face of the person in his arms was flushed, and Pei Mi touched his forehead tentatively.

When you touch it, you immediately feel the scalding heat.

Have a fever?
Aren't you fine during the day today?
Pei Mi pursed her lips, and took out the thermometer and the medicine box that had been kept in the corner from home.

Because the original owner lives at home alone, he still attaches great importance to the configuration of the medicine box.

Even if you don't use it often, you will check it once in a while.

Then replace some expired medicines.

Otherwise, with the amount of dust on the box, Pei Mi might have hesitated whether Jiang Shen would die from expired medicine first.

I took my temperature, it was 38 degrees.

Pei Mi poured a glass of warm water and helped him take out the medicine.

"Jiang Shen, wake up and take medicine."

Jiang Shen frowned tightly all the time, his mouth was closed, and he didn't intend to open it.

Pei Mi called several times, but still did not get a reply.

I frowned, I can't do without medicine.

Pei Mi stroked her chin and thought for a while.

After hesitating for less than three seconds, he made a decision immediately.

Help Jiang Shen up and let him lean in his arms.

Then he picked up the medicine and pinched his chin with his other hand, forcing Jiang Shen to open his mouth.

Then throw the medicine in, and then pour the water in.

Even if the whole process was very smooth, it still couldn't cover up Pei Mi's rude actions.

So it is impossible to say that the kind of mouth-to-mouth feeding of medicine because the other party is sick in TV dramas is impossible.

Pei Mi has no problem with her mind, so it's difficult to comment on the truth of this behavior.

But the granulated medicine was more bitter when wet, and she couldn't do that.

She had no interest in tasting a particularly bitter kiss.

I believe Jiang Shen should not have such a habit.

After feeding the medicine, Pei Mi carried him back to the room.

I stuffed myself under the quilt and thought about it for a while, feeling that people with fevers get cold easily?

How about adding another quilt?
Pei Mi thought seriously.

But there is currently a problem, that is, there don’t seem to be enough quilts.

It seemed that I could only aggrieve myself and give him the quilt.

After all, he is a patient.

Peiming went back to his room in a reasonably good mood and took a big quilt from his bed.

Then continue stacking on top.

OK, done.

Pei Mi is going to order takeout.

A little more expensive?

After all, there is still a patient at home, so it is better to cook porridge by yourself, but since my cooking skills are just like that, it is better not to abuse him.

Pei Mi made sure that Jiang Shen was in a coma, so she got up and went to the living room.

But he just left the door of Jiang Shen's room ajar, in case he didn't hear him when he called himself.

After Pei Mi left, Jiang Shen opened his eyes slightly.

Although he was tired, there was absolutely no sign of lethargy like just now.

Although he still had a fever and felt quite uncomfortable, the smile on his lips never broke.

It's not in vain that I took such a long cold shower and specially practiced the skill of pretending to sleep for a long time.

(End of this chapter)