I guard the world with the Lord of the Underworld

When they arrived at the office, Lu Wensheng was already here, but Wen Ci was not there.

Wen Bibie looked like he was usually a naughty person, but he rarely treated his work like this. What happened?

Thinking of this, Hua Qingyao called Wen Ci directly. Isn't this guy on the way?

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered until the busy signal.

Did you forget to bring your phone when you went out? Still sleeping and didn't hear it?

Hua Qingyao thought about it and called Wen Ci's home landline, but no one answered until the busy signal.

Hua Qingyao frowned, what's going on?

Wen Ci has always been very reliable in doing things. If he doesn't answer the phone, it's definitely not intentional.

Shang Shixu noticed something was wrong and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"Wen Ci didn't answer the phone, and no one at home answered the call." Hua Qingyao was also a little anxious. He dialed Wen Ci's home landline again. Hearing the beeping sound, Hua Qingyao became extremely anxious.

Just when the busy signal was about to come, someone finally picked up the call.

"Hello?" His voice was hoarse and weak, and he sounded particularly pitiful.

Hua Qingyao was stunned for a moment and said anxiously, "Wen Ci, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahem, I'm... cough... big, I'm sick." Wen Ci said weakly, coughing and wheezing, "I, cough, it seems, I have a fever..."

"Don't move, I'll be there right away." After Hua Qingyao finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone and picked up his coat. "Chu Tang and I will go over and take a look. You continue to work."

"Lao Shang, you should discuss this matter with Xiao Xi and Wen Sheng first." Hua Qingyao said, patted Shang Shixu on the shoulder, and left quickly with Ye Chutang.

He had already told Shang Shixue on the way here and asked them to prepare in advance.

Now that something happened to Wen Cina, we had to let Shang Shixu and others discuss it first. No matter what, there was no time to waste.

Ye Chutang quickly drove to Wen Ci's house. After Hua Qingyao went upstairs, he opened the door of Wen Ci's house smoothly. After entering, he put on his shoes and rushed into Wen Ci's bedroom.

It was pitch dark in the bedroom. With the light coming from opening the door, a bulge appeared in the quilt on the bed. It looked like Wen Ci was huddled in it.

Hua Qingyao walked over and sat beside the bed, "Wen Ci, what's going on?"

Hearing the noise, Wen Ci, who was covered in quilt, slowly revealed his head and called hoarsely, "Boss."

"Uncomfortable." The two words were extremely aggrieved, and his face turned red, which made people feel sad.

"It's okay, I'm here." Hua Qingyao touched Wen Ci's forehead lightly with the back of his hand, and it was indeed hot.

"You're too hot. You need an infusion to reduce the fever." Hua Qingyao said.

Ye Chutang immediately responded, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need." Hua Qingyao waved to the air and said, "Go to Xiucai to prescribe a fever-reducing infusion. Get everything ready and hurry up."

Just as Hua Qingyao finished speaking, the room suddenly went cold, and Ye Chutang immediately sensed what it was.

Is it really okay to just let ghosts do these things?

After a while, the room became cold again, a gust of cold wind passed by, and medicines and infusion tools appeared on the table.

Ye Chutang stared speechlessly, having to admit that sometimes ghosts work much more efficiently than people.

Hua Qingyao had no time to care about Ye Chutang's psychology, so he directly prepared the medicine and infusion bag and gave it to Wen Ci.

Ye Chutang glanced at it and turned to the kitchen.

After a while, the fever subsided and I needed to eat some food to replenish my strength.

Entering Wen Ci's kitchen, Ye Chutang was completely stunned.

It's as clean as a model house. There is nothing in the kitchen. It can't be said that there is nothing at all. There is a pot.

Ye Chutang looked at the pot carefully. It should be used to cook instant noodles.

Ye Chutang returned to the bedroom and whispered to Hua Qingyao, "I'm going to the supermarket to buy something and get Wen Ci some food."

"Okay, drive slower." Hua Qingyao ordered.

Ye Chutang nodded and went out.

Hua Qingyao sat beside the bed, looking at Wen Ci's face flushed and speechless.

In fact, almost no one in the institute gets sick.

Lin Xi and Shang Shixu were not human, so they did not get sick at all. Although he and Wen Ci were human, they did not seem to have ever gotten sick.

Wen Ci suddenly had such a severe fever. This made Hua Qingyao very uncomfortable and even felt a little weird.

Hua Qingyao thought for a while and suddenly said to the air, "What's unusual about Wen Ci's return?"

They came back last night, and there was nothing unusual before they came back, which meant that the incident happened while he was at home.

"There's nothing unusual. Captain Wen came back to work as usual, and then went to bed." A voice suddenly appeared.

"Are there any strange creatures approaching here?" Hua Qingyao asked again.

"No." The reply came in a clear and affirmative voice.

Hua Qingyao touched his chin and murmured to himself, "Is it really because of a cold and a fever?"

Why did Wen Ci, who had never been sick, suddenly become ill?

So weird.

Hua Qingyao watched the liquid dripping slowly for a while, scratched his head in confusion, got up and went to the bathroom to get a basin of water, and wiped Wen Ci's face to make it more comfortable.

A person who rarely gets sick does not do well when he does get sick.

I wiped Wen Ci's face and neck, took Wen Ci's hand, found the acupuncture points and gently pressed them to let him dissipate heat faster. This is the same principle as scraping.

When he heard the door ringing, Hua Qingyao realized that a lot of time had passed and Ye Chutang was back.

Looking at Wen Ci again, his face looked much better and he was sleeping more comfortably and peacefully.

The bedroom door was gently opened, and Ye Chutang walked in lightly, "How's it going?"

"It's better." Hua Qingyao replied softly.

"I'm going to make some porridge and prepare it." Ye Chutang looked at Wen Ci who was sleeping soundly on the bed, said nothing more, and turned to the kitchen to prepare.

Ye Chutang first put away the things he bought in the supermarket, basic condiments, bowls and chopsticks, and even bought a pot for making porridge.

Wen Ci probably had to sleep for a while, but Ye Chutang was not in a hurry. Prepare things slowly and lightly so as not to disturb Wen Ci.

When Wen Ci woke up from a daze, he immediately felt someone staring at him. He opened his eyes alertly and saw Hua Qingyu sitting on the chair next to the bed. He exclaimed, "Boss?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he frowned first. This duck's voice startled him first.

Hua Qingyao stood up quickly, took the cup, poured a glass of warm water, handed it to Wen Ci's mouth, and asked him to drink it in small sips.

After drinking a glass of water, Wen Ci felt that his throat felt a little better, "Boss, I'm fine."

He was so dizzy just now that he couldn't remember why Hua Qingyao suddenly appeared at his house.

Fortunately, after drinking a glass of water, he remembered.

I moved my body, but it was limp. It seemed that the fever was really serious this time.

"Why did you suddenly have a fever?" Hua Qingyao felt that Wen Ci's illness was too strange.

"Ah? I don't know?" Wen Ci touched his forehead, and the temperature dropped, "I came back, took a shower, and worked for a while, and then I went to bed and didn't do anything. ?”

Hua Qingyao raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Have you dried your hair?"

Wen Ci was stunned and fell silent.

The answer is obvious.

"But, I've always been like this before." Wen Ci defended in a low voice. He never dried his hair.

Looking at Hua Qingyu with raised eyebrows, Wen Ci thought it would be better not to say anything more.

Just when the bedroom fell into awkward silence, Ye Chutang pushed the door open and walked in, holding a bowl in his hand.

"Are you awake? Just in time to have something to eat."

Wen Ci felt that Ye Chutang was an angel, so he quickly stretched out his hand and said sincerely, "Thank you, I happen to be hungry."

Ye Chutang smiled and handed him the bowl. Wen Ci picked up the spoon and ate it loudly.

Wen Ci was really hungry. He ate three bowls of porridge before stopping.

Hua Qingyao was originally very angry, but seeing that he was very sick now, and his fever had just subsided, forget it.