What? Playing games can also save your husband

After taking a shower, Mo Chen wrapped herself up tightly and walked out of the bathroom. She clutched the collar of her clothes and her body trembled uncontrollably.

So cold...

"Xiao Mo, Mr. Luo's assistant just came over to bring you ginger cola. I asked him to put it on the table for you. Drink it while it's hot."

Hearing the noise coming from the car, the driver Uncle He turned around and gave instructions to Mo Chen.

"You're not in good condition..."

After giving the instructions, Uncle He noticed that Mo Chen's cheeks were abnormally flushed and his body was shaking a little. He quickly left the driver's seat and walked towards Mo Chen with a frown.

Uncle He touched Mo Chen's forehead with the back of his hand, and then put it on his own forehead to feel it, "It's a little hot... Hurry up and sit down and drink the Coke. I'll get you a thermometer to measure it."

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen nodded obediently, thanked him, and sat down obediently.

The ginger cola was served in a thermos cup. When I opened the lid, it was still steaming.

Mo Chen poured a full lid, then held it up with both hands and drank it in small sips.

Uncle He took out a medical kit from the cabinet and found an electronic thermometer. He walked over to Mo Chen and placed the thermometer on her forehead.

37.5°.

"Xiao Mo, you have a fever. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Why don't you ask for leave from the crew and I'll take you to the hospital." Uncle He said with concern.

"It's okay, Uncle He," Mo Chen smiled softly at him, "I just feel a little cold, nothing else is wrong. Just take some antipyretics and get some sleep."

Uncle He observed her condition and saw that her eyes were clear and it looked like her condition was not serious, so he nodded.

"Okay, then I'll find you some medicine." After saying that, Uncle He turned around and looked for antipyretic drugs in the medicine box.

"Here, take two pills, and I'll go get you some hot water." Uncle He put the medicine he found next to Mo Chen.

Mo Chen picked up the medicine box and smiled gently at him, "No need, Uncle He, I'll just take it with Coke. Go and do your thing. I'll take the medicine and take a nap. If the crew starts work, please call me."

"Okay, then you take a good rest. I'll go downstairs to smoke a cigarette. Call me if you need anything."

After saying that, he got out of the car with an umbrella.

Mo Chen drank the last sip of Coke in the lid, then picked up the thermos and filled it up.

Mo Chen stared at the slowly rising water vapor and was stunned for a while. The water she just poured out was still a little hot. She wanted to wait until it was safe to swallow before taking the medicine.

As she was looking at it, she suddenly thought of something, took out her cell phone, and took a picture of the Coke and the antipyretic drugs on the table.

How could she not thank a kind person who gave her ginger ale and Coke?

Mo Chen looked up Luo Junche's WeChat. The last message he received was a few years ago, when they added each other as friends.

At that time, I added him as a friend because of work, but later we didn’t get along well, so he disappeared from my friend list.

【Thank you for the ginger cola, I will drink it all. 】

After editing the text and attaching the photos he had just taken, Mo Chen sent them together.

Seeing that the message was sent successfully, Mo Chen smiled. Fortunately, Luo Junche did not delete her WeChat.

On the other end, someone who saw the message was moved. He almost forgot that he had added her WeChat.

Mo Chen's words were unusually well-behaved.

Luo Junche couldn't help but click on her profile picture, and after seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

How can you be so narcissistic that you actually use your own photo as your profile picture?

But it's quite cute.

The girl in the photo has a funny expression, but she doesn't look ugly at all. Instead, she looks very playful.

After admiring her avatar for a while, Luo Junche returned to the chat interface and clicked on the picture she had just sent him.

The corners of his mouth, which were originally raised, suddenly stopped when he saw the medicine box in the lower right corner of the photo.

He enlarged the photo with two fingers and carefully identified the words on the medicine box.

Is this...a fever-reducing medicine?

Got a fever?

Upon noticing this detail, Luo Yunche's eyes showed a trace of concern and anxiety, and he immediately sent his guess over.

【A little bit...】

[Besides feeling cold all over, there are no other symptoms, so it shouldn't be serious. ]

【I plan to take the medicine and go to sleep. 】

Soon the person on the other end of the phone sent a message.

Is it really not serious?

Luo Junji frowned, somewhat skeptical of what she said.

It's only been a short while and he's already got a fever. This disease is probably very severe.

No, he had to go and take a look.

Luo Junche immediately took action. He picked up his cell phone and stood up as if to go out.

Seeing his movements, Minghui quickly called him, "Wait, where are you going?"

Luo Junche paused, "Mo Chen has a fever, I'll go over and take a look."

After saying that, he got out of the car without waiting for Minghui's response, leaving Minghui with a closed door.

"Alas, our own artists are becoming less and less valuable." Minghui silently complained in his heart upon seeing this.

After the message was sent, there was no response from the other end. Mo Chen curled his lips and put the phone aside.

The cola that had been hanging there was no longer hot. Mo Chen took the medicine, drank all the remaining ginger cola in the thermos, and planned to lie down on the bed.

"Wow!"

It was the sound of the car door opening. Mo Chen thought it was Uncle He who came back from smoking, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She washed the thermos and took out a few pieces of paper to wipe the water droplets on the surface.

It was not until the person who opened the door and came to his side without saying a word that Mo Chen felt something was wrong and looked at the person.

"Why are you here?"

Mo Chen was surprised. Seeing that he didn't reply to the message, she thought he was busy with something, but she didn't expect that he came to her.

"Did you take your temperature? How high is it?"

Luo Junche did not answer Mo Chen's question, but instead became concerned about her condition.

"37.5, the temperature is not high. I told you it's not serious."

Seeing Mo Chen's indifferent attitude, Luo Junche said with a serious expression,

"It's not serious because it just started. Think about how long you've been in the rain. You've got a fever so soon. You're definitely going to feel worse later."

“Pah, pah, pah!” Mo Chen’s eyes widened upon hearing that, and he shouted at him excitedly, “Are you cursing me? Take back what you said!”

Seeing her jumping up and down, Luo Junche shook his head helplessly, "This is clearly a reasonable and well-founded speculation, not a curse. I thought your assistant was not here, so I came to see if you needed any help, but you thought of me like this."

"Is that really the case?" Mo Chen narrowed his eyes and pretended to be profound. "Luo Junche, you are, no, right, Jin."

Mo Chen pointed his index finger at Luo Junche in the air and drew a conclusion word by word, "If you are too attentive to me for no reason, you are either a traitor or a thief. You are suddenly so concerned about me, are you attracted by my beauty?"

Luo Yunche gave Mo Chen a speechless look, "I came to see you for no reason. You are so sharp-tongued. I really believe that your illness is not serious."

"I'm in good health," Mo Chen patted his chest, "Today was just an accident. Okay, you can go back after you've finished watching. I'm going to sleep. If the rain stops and you want to continue filming, remember to call me."

Mo Chen waved at him and ordered him to leave without any reluctance. She had just taken medicine and was feeling sleepy. She really didn't have the energy to continue trying to please him from a distance. She couldn't just keep him to watch her sleep.

Luo Junche felt relieved when he saw that Mo Chen still had the energy to tease him. It seemed that her condition was not too serious. There seemed to be no reason to stay now, so he had to follow her wishes and leave.