After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

forehead, questioning her with that shrill voice, over and over again.

"who are you?"

Suit up

But in the end, the boy couldn't crawl out of the screen.

Jian Wuyu looked at him calmly.

The alert has been adjusted to the highest level, every muscle in the body is tense instantly, the nerves are highly concentrated, and the brain processes information quickly.

How did he know?

Jian Wuyu stared at the boy on the screen for three seconds, then silently and quickly turned around and reached out to press the switch. The lights in the whole living room were turned off immediately. Although it was daytime, Bian Baekhyun always had the habit of closing the curtains. Fairly thick.

The sound of electrical appliances running and water boiling has never been clearer.

The boy on the other end was still asking "Who are you?" His weak and high-pitched voice amplified infinitely in the darkness, and he slowly crawled towards Jian Wuyu along the wall without leaving any gaps.

Jian Wuyu didn't respond. She turned her head and observed the entire living room. Except for the red lights of the electrical indicator lights and the faint light left by the lamps, there was nothing unusual.

She took out her phone from her pocket, lowered the brightness, turned on the camera function and carefully checked from the ceiling,

This is one of the common ways to check the pinhole camera. If you can find an abnormal red dot on the phone, it means that there is a pinhole camera. However, if the phone has an automatic infrared filter, this method will not work.

"I'm Baekhyun's friend, and my brother is his manager, Cha Jaeji, who are you? Why are you at Baekhyun's house?" The boy's voice was polite and soft, with a careful temptation.

"Well, I came here because I heard that Brother Baekhyun may be unwell. Brother asked me to take care of him. Could you please open the door?"

"Uncle Security said that you entered Baekhyun's house, but I don't remember that Baekhyun has such a female friend. Can you tell me your identity? Otherwise, I'm really worried..."

"Baekhyun has a stomach problem, I brought him some medicine—"

In the darkness, the boy's non-aggressive voice came softly sentence by sentence, sincere and gentle, making people involuntarily let go of their guards.

Let's go, it's okay, he's an acquaintance.

Jian Wuyu was silent for a few seconds, wrote down the message, but did not respond.

Without evidence, she would not act on anything the boy said as fact.

Different from ordinary apartments, this is what Jian Wuyu noticed last time. In the apartment where Bian Boxian lives, after the owner clicks the call button, the owner can see the appearance of the visitor, but the machine will not remind the visitor that the call has been completed. In the beginning, one-way is very strong.

So why and how did this boy detect her existence?

With the words of the security guard?

This does not allow her to rule out the suspicion that the other party installed a pinhole camera at Bian Baekhyun's house.

It stands to reason that Bian Boxian, as an artist, has a strong ability to detect cameras, and at the same time pays great attention to the protection of his own privacy. It is not easy to install a pinhole camera in his home.

The boy has lost his voice.

The response time is up to 1 minute, the display screen goes out, and the call hangs up.

The search was fruitless.Jian Wuyu didn't think she could easily find out the camera with the most common method, maybe after Baekhyun wakes up, she should suggest him to ask someone to use a radio wave signal detector for professional testing.

The boy didn't ask for a call again, and Jian Wuyu didn't respond anymore. She didn't turn on the light, but just went to the kitchen to turn off the switch of the kettle with the light leaking in from the gap in the curtains, let the water cool a little, and took it to Baekhyun's bedroom.

She turned off the light and turned on the night light by the bed.

The objects in the room were blurred as if at dusk, only the corners of Bian Baekhyun's bright red eyes and the dripping sweat on his cheeks glistened with tears.

Jian Wuyu stepped forward and reached out to remove the warm cold towel on Bian Baekhyun's forehead, wiped off the water stains with a dry towel, and replaced it with a new cold towel.

For the disease of fever, there are cold compresses and hot compresses for physical cooling, but different methods need to be used for different situations in order to effectively cool down.

Bian Boxian has had a fever for some time, and his body temperature is constant and maintained. Under such circumstances, it is correct for Jian Wuyu to choose to apply ice packs to cool him down physically.

Judging from the fact that the body temperature is relatively constant, the other party's shivering is not that serious, although he still feels cold - seeing how he clings to the quilt and does not let go, of course, it may be due to psychological reasons - lack of sense of security.

Jian Wuyu observed his sweating, sighed, and decisively reached out to pull the quilt that Baekhyun was hugging tightly on the opposite side. Covering the thick quilt was not conducive to his body temperature.

But she encountered stubborn resistance, Bian Baekhyun clung to the quilt like a child, frowned delicately, and murmured indistinctly—a protest.

People always show a fragile appearance when they are sick. Jian Wuyu saw Bian Boxian who was always fully armed and invulnerable, and at this time he was a little moved.

No matter how tough you are, it's just a person after all.

Since the other party asked him to take care of him, he naturally couldn't do whatever he wanted.Jian Wuyu pulled the quilt away mercilessly, Ren Bian Boxian curled up into a ball dripping with sweat.

Although he was unconscious, he could still feel the coldness and decisiveness of the person who came, which made him grit his teeth but was inexplicably relieved.

It was right to find her.

Only she can be so cruel to him.

Sweating is a good sign, indicating that Baekhyun's body is expelling excess heat and entering a period of temperature drop.

Because he took antipyretics, he would probably sweat a lot afterwards. Jian Wuyu had to give him more water and electrolytes to avoid dehydration and electrolyte imbalance.

Jian Wuyu found a thin blanket from the closet and threw it on Bian Boxian. Even in an unconscious state, he immediately wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and curled up tightly.

He was only wearing white short-sleeved sleeves and black shorts. Because of the fight with Jian Wuyu for the quilt, the collar had been pulled out of place, and the red skin at the collarbone was exposed in large areas, filled with tiny beads of sweat.

"Thirsty...cough cough cough—thirsty..."

The other party couldn't utter a few clear words, and the syllables lost their standard due to the confusion of consciousness. Whether they were coughing or thirsty, they couldn't hear clearly.

Jian Wuyu put the thick quilt on the blanket under the TV cabinet at the side, heard Bian Boxian's moaning, stepped forward and half-knelt on the head of his bed, dipped a cotton swab in water, and walked around Mosuo. He was a little dry lips, moving carefully and gently.

Her face came into the light from the darkness, and finally gained some clarity. She has an ordinary face, only the emotions and eyes are familiar to Bian Baekhyun.

The man wiped moist on his lips, the movement was steady and restrained, too slow, he impatiently started to suck, even slightly raised his neck to get closer.

But the man just took the swab away decisively, ignoring his groans.

He licked his lips, wanting to raise his hand to grab that cold hand dissatisfied, but he didn't have any strength, so he could only let her do whatever she wanted, like a fish on a chopping board.

The temperature in the room rose slightly probably because Bian Baekhyun kept dissipating heat.

During the period, Jian Wuyu changed Bian Boxian's cold towel again, and then patiently and uninterruptedly knelt and fed him half a bowl of water with a cotton swab. Her legs were sore, her hands were sore, and she wanted to stop for a while. Reluctantly, as soon as she stopped moving, Bian Baekhyun frowned and barked softly, like a wronged puppy.

"It's really annoying."

She closed her eyes, but she couldn't ignore the unconscious Bian Boxian.

In order to ensure that the temperature can cool down as soon as possible, Jian Wuyu brought a basin of warm water similar to body temperature, soaked it with a towel, wrung it dry, and then stood up and looked condescendingly at Bian Boxian.

Wiping areas with dense blood vessels such as the forehead, armpits, and thigh roots can have a physical cooling effect. According to the situation of the other party, she prefers to wipe the whole body.

"excuse me."

Jian Wuyu, who once dressed as a forensic assistant, is already very familiar with the human body, so she did not face the shyness and discomfort of being naked in the opposite sex, but it is obvious that Bian Baekhyun is not used to such honest treatment, even though he is in a coma.

What he didn't dare to say was that when Jian Wuyu touched the back of his neck with his cold fingertips, he was actually a little awake because someone touched his sensitive part.

The dim yellow light seemed ambiguous with the darkness due to psychological effects. Even the simple movement of wiping the other party rubbed past the neck, and the slight coolness stimulated the nerves, extending from top to bottom, unable to stop, which made him a little want to escape.

The graininess of the towel is very clear and the texture is rough.

It was the first time in his life that he was so powerlessly controlled by a near-stranger. After all, he was a little scared and a little uneasy, so his nerves became more sensitive, the lights were dim, and his vision was blurred, so his sense of touch became clearer. , every bit of touch is infinitely magnified, telling him how she is touching him.

But to say that the person's movements were a little deviant, she didn't, she just wiped it dutifully and flawlessly, from the chin down along the line of the slender neck, around it, and then to the shoulders and neck, wiping the collarbone.

However, it is too detailed, prolonging every minute and every second of suffering.

She is just helping him.

Jian Wuyu had no other distractions when wiping, which made it more obvious that Bian Boxian had evil intentions.

When she started to take off his shirt, Baekhyun gritted his teeth, slowly held his breath, and tried his best to obey the other party's movements. The clothes were stripped off for a moment, and the sudden nudity made him tremble slightly subconsciously.

The warm towel touched the chest without hindrance, along the line of the chest muscles, to the looming abdominal muscles, and then to the lower abdomen.

Baekhyun can't predict where she will stop.

However, the other party's movements did not stop in the slightest because of the areas involved, she was too easy,