I'm a good man [quick wear]

No thanks.

It's good to take care of him.

"Have you eaten?" He slowly walked to the side and sat down slowly.

"I'm not hungry yet. I'll go eat later." She replied.

"Feng Ma, bring her a copy." Ji Yang did not ask any more questions, but instead addressed Feng Ma at the door.

"Okay." The other party hurriedly walked downstairs.

"Sit down." Ji Yang looked at the other side and explained, "I'm afraid I'll infect you."

"I'm in good health, it doesn't matter." She blurted it out without thinking. She was stunned after the reaction, lowered her head slightly, and was embarrassed.

Ji Yang chuckled softly and twitched the corners of his mouth. Although his body was delicate, his bright and closed eyes were somewhat seductive.

Shen Kexi looked at him, not noticing that her cheeks were stained with shyness and she was a little reserved.

Feng's mother came up quickly and brought Shen Kexi the boiled wontons she wanted to eat.

She hasn't had much of an appetite lately, so porridge doesn't satisfy her, but the sour sauerkraut wontons make her appetizing.

Ji Yang had less appetite than she did. After eating for a long time, he seemed to feel a little uncomfortable again even if he moved.

His heart, liver, spleen and lungs were weak, and his lung problems were even more serious. If he caught a cold in winter, he would cough up blood.

Sometimes I don't feel better after staying in bed for half a month.

Seeing this, how could Shen Kexi think about eating? He also slowly put down his chopsticks, "Would you like some?"

He didn't take a few bites of the food that Feng's mother served.

Xu Shi noticed that she didn't eat either, so Ji Yang picked up the spoon again and drank his lean meat porridge.

Shen Kexi used chopsticks to pick up vegetables for him and put them in his bowl just like he did this morning.

She found that Ji Yang didn't know whether he was embarrassed to refuse or too lazy to refuse, but he was eating bite after bite.

In the blink of an eye, half of the plate was eaten.

During this period, he looked up at her from time to time and said, "Stop pinching it, I can't eat it."

"Oh." Although Shen Kexi responded in her mouth, she put it in again after he finished eating next time.

After a while, Ji Yang ate it again.

She clamped again.

Going back and forth like this, he finished two plates of food and a bowl of porridge.

Shen Kexi was relieved and a little happy, but he couldn't show it, otherwise he would find out.

"It's raining at night and it's hard to walk. It's quite remote here. Ask the driver to take you back." Ji Yang spoke softly.

Her hand holding the chopsticks suddenly froze, and she tried her best to control her expression, "I don't want to go back. I'm worried about you not getting better yet."

If I say it but feel that I am doing it, in what capacity can I feel uneasy?

"Dr. Chen is here." Ji Yang said.

Shen Kexi felt aggrieved, but felt that this was a good opportunity. She should fight for it, but she couldn't force it.

He slowly lowered his head and said, "Brother Ji, I'm feeling a little unwell. Can I go back tomorrow?"

"What's wrong? Let Dr. Chen take a look at you." Ji Yang also raised his eyebrows and looked at her seriously.

"There's some chest tightness and it's very uncomfortable." She said with a weak tone and a tired look on her face.

In fact, her heartbeat was very fast, and she was afraid that Ji Yang would notice the clues.

But he didn't suspect anything, and asked her to go back to the guest room first, and then asked Dr. Chen to take a look at her.

Of course Dr. Chen couldn't find anything in his examination, so Shen Kexi pretended to feel uncomfortable and needed to take a nap.

Can Ji Yang still drive her out?

It has been raining at night recently. Shen Kexi did not look at Ji Yang at night. Raindrops kept falling on the window until midnight, making a crackling sound. The bathroom window was not closed, and the cold wind continued to blow in.

She felt cold while doing it and shrank down. I wonder how Ji Yang is doing?

Are the windows in his room closed?

After thinking about it, he hurried out of the door, walked to the side, and gently opened the door to his room. As expected, the curtains were blown up.

Waves of cold wind blew in.

He was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, his head was stuffed under the quilt, and he didn't know if he was cold.

She quickly ran over and closed the window, then turned on the air conditioner and raised the temperature.

As a result, she went to the bedside and saw Ji Yang's red face. Her heart skipped a beat and she put her hand on his forehead.

The palms of my hands were hot.

Shen Kexi's pupils shrank suddenly and her hands were shaking. She quickly stood up and ran out, "Doctor Chen, Doctor Chen..."

At midnight, the villa is brightly lit.

Shen Kexi held his hands tightly and looked at Ji Yang with a worried look on his face. His face was getting redder and redder, his body temperature was rising again and again, and Dr. Chen looked serious.

I have taken the anti-fever injection, but I don’t know how effective it is.

Shen Kexi was physically cooling him down, wiping his body with alcohol, and feeding him some water from time to time.

She spent the entire night checking his temperature, fearing it would rise again.

Fortunately, it slowly came down again. Dr. Chen wiped his sweat and said, "If the fever continues again, I must tell the old lady."

"The weather has changed rapidly recently, and the young master's illness has begun to relapse."

Shen Kexi breathed a sigh of relief and felt like he was coming back to his senses. He grabbed Ji Yang's hand and was still wiping it with alcohol.

"This injection can't be given. If the young master has a fever again, he really has to be sent to the hospital." Dr. Chen was packing the medicine box and said to her.

"Yeah, I'll watch."

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Shen."

…

Doctor Chen and his assistant left, and Feng's mother was also woken up. She looked at Ji Yang on the bed and sighed.

Shen Kexi looked at the unconscious man, pulled his sleeves up again, and continued wiping.

As he wiped it, tears flowed down his cheeks.

She was not someone who cried easily. When she was a child, she and Shen Yihe held a stick in a confrontation and were beaten without crying. When Shen Shenqi returned to Shen's house, she disagreed and he didn't cry when she dragged him out.

But when Dr. Chen gave her the injection just now, he told her that Ji Yang's heart and lungs were failing, and if he wasn't treated well, such fevers might kill him in the future.