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The heavy rain outside the window is still falling.

Qu Yanguang felt a burst of anxiety in his heart when he heard the sound of rain.

She went to look out the window, but saw that the road downstairs was covered with water.

The sudden rain was too severe.

It's just that she also knows that they are indeed at sea now, and it is normal that there are many unstable factors.

She has also lived on the island for more than a year. Naturally, she also knows that the wind and waves on the sea are sometimes unreasonable, and some storms will suddenly come from a distance in just a few hours, so the weather forecast is unpredictable. Precise.

But when the rain keeps going down, when the ambulance will come, I really can't tell.

In Ji Zhuoran's situation now, the medicine can't let him continue to take it.

Qu Yan thought, maybe he could only continue to be unable to cool him down.

Fortunately, after taking the medicine, his condition gradually stabilized, and it was not as thrilling as the sudden temperature rise before.

It seems that he is indeed not a person who can take medicine easily...

Sitting next to Ji Zhuoran's bed, Qu Yan stared at his beauty. He didn't know what was happening right now, and suddenly admired him.

After all, his deep eyes have always been quite deterrent, so when he opens his eyes, it is often impossible for people to look directly, even if he makes the most gentle look, but as long as his eyes are open, His whole person is still as sharp as a sharp sword, even if it is harmless, it will make people subconsciously afraid to approach.

But now, with his eyes closed, his superior facial features were revealed. The whole person looked like a young handsome man, naturally not so afraid to get close.

Thinking of this, Qu Yan didn't know why, but even smiled.

Thinking about this, she stretched out her hand, removed the towel for cooling, and probed the temperature of his forehead.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, Qu Yan felt that his body temperature seemed to have dropped again, but it was still high.

Maybe he can really carry it.

Qu Yan let out a breath.

It's good to be able to cool down.

At this time, Ji Zhuoran suddenly said:

"Water, water..."

Does he want to drink water?

Qu Yan looked at it, then picked up the water glass on the side and handed it to his lips.

However, he still closed his eyes, showing no signs of opening them.

How do you feed this water?

Logically speaking, you can actually find a straw to feed him.

It's just in the middle of the night, where can she find a straw?

"Forget it, call the front desk of the hotel and ask them to bring it over." Qu Yan thought about it, and wanted to get up and go back to the room to get his mobile phone.

At this moment, Ji Zhuoran held her hand again.

He grieved and said: "Small smoke, I want to drink water."

"Then get up..." Qu Yan looked helpless, looked at his left wrist, and glanced at the water glass he was still holding on his right hand.

If he keeps his eyes open, she might be able to ask him to get up and drink water.

But now he happens to have a high fever again, and he is confused. He only knows that he wants to drink water, and he hasn't even thought about how to drink water.

"You let go of my hand, I'll call you to have a straw." Qu Yan tried to reason with him.

However, he became ill and confused. He didn't know what he was doing. Not only did he not let go of her, but he shook her hand and said:

"Small smoke... drink water..."

"I don't drink water, you want to drink water!" Qu Yan tried to wake him up, but he was completely immersed in his own world.

A sick person is like a child without logic at all, and how can she care about a child?

Thinking of this, Qu Yan was helpless.

At this time, he was still asking for water.

"Water, drink water..."

"Push reminder, remind you of a woolen thread." Qu Yan was angry.

Then, she picked up the water glass and gave herself a sip of water, then bent down, kissed his lips, and gave him a little bit of water.

Don't care about sick cats.

Regardless of him, he is going to have an accident.

He is a very important bastard.

In an instant, countless thoughts came to Qu Yan's mind.

After a while, she left in front of Ji Zhuoran, her entire cheeks flushed too much to see anyone.

Even when she was affectionate before, she had never done such a sticky move.

But now the situation is urgent, this **** thing is sick and tossing people, so she can't help it.

Fortunately, he hadn't woke up yet. After drinking water, he fell asleep in a daze.

However, even when he fell asleep, he still hadn't let go.

Qu Yan tried to shake it, and found that he really didn't want to let go.

How does she rest?

"You **** stuff."

Qu Yan scolded him again, thinking about it, turned around and looked around him, and saw a chair, he pulled the chair over, sat on his bed, sighed, and fell asleep on the bed.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the days when she used to accompany her grandma in bed...