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Yan Wujing and An Xiaojing came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and the doctor just arrived.

Yan Wujing settled An Xiaojing on the bed first, and then went to open the door for the doctor.

The doctor who came to see An Xiaojing was Yan Wujing's friend Song Yue. Song Yue happened to be on a business trip in W City, so Yan Wujing came to him.

"I thought you just let me wait outside the door." As soon as Yan Wujing opened the door, Song Yue said to him in a joking tone, "Did you exercise too much?"

Yan Wujing turned sideways to give Song Yue a seat so that it would be easier for Song Yue to enter the door.

"He was filming the scene of falling into the water today. When I visited the set just now, I happened to see him drowning. Now he probably caught a cold."

Song Yue walked to the bed, looked at An Xiaojing's appearance carefully, turned around and said to Yan Wujing with a smile, "This is the person you like?"

Yan Wujing didn't hide anything, and nodded.

"Ah."

"I heard you say that you are not interested in women before, and you thought it was a lie, but you are so passionate about someone so quickly, can't it be because of sex?"

"I don't know, I just know that the first time I saw him, I wanted him."

Song Yue nodded and said no more.

After Song Yue checked An Xiaojing's body, she left some medicine for him.

"I prescribed medicine three times, you will feed him once later, and then again after six hours."

"Ah."

When Song Yue was packing the medicine box, Yan Wujing asked one more question: "Aren't you going to give him an injection?"

Song Yue smiled helplessly.

"He has a low-grade fever and doesn't need an injection. Remember to drink plenty of water for him."

When Song Yue walked past Yan Wujing, she patted Yan Wujing on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I thought you did something to him, but I didn't expect it to be just a low-grade fever. You asked me to come here specially. My outpatient fee is very expensive." Dear."

"You won't lose money."

"Then I'll wait for Boss Yan to send me money. It just so happens that my family wants to pick up a new car. If it's convenient for Boss Yan, please give me more."

"Go away."

Song Yue turned her head and glanced at An Xiaojing who was sleeping soundly, she couldn't help laughing, and then left the hotel room with the medical kit.

……

Yan Wujing went to the bar to get a cup of warm water, then walked to the bed and helped An Xiaojing up, letting An Xiaojing lean in his arms.

"Xiao Jing, don't sleep yet, take the medicine before going to bed."

"Huh? I'm so sleepy..."

"Take the medicine first, good boy, and then continue to sleep after taking the medicine."

Yan Wujing put the medicine into An Xiaojing's mouth, and then put the water glass against his lips, but he just raised his hand slightly, and the water just flowed down the corner of An Xiaojing's mouth.

"Xiao Jing, take the medicine first."

An Xiaojing frowned and murmured, "It's so hard..."

At this moment, An Xiaojing was still half asleep, and he couldn't feel anything except the bitter taste in his mouth.

"If you don't open your mouth to drink the water, your mouth will be bitter. Be good, drink some water and swallow the medicine."

Yan Wujing tried to feed An Xiaojing to drink water, but An Xiaojing seemed to not understand, and kept talking about suffering, but refused to swallow the water.

"You forced me to do this, don't blame me."

Yan Wujing drank a big mouthful of warm water, then hugged An Xiaojing's waist and kissed him down.

He put water into An Xiaojing's little by little... and helped An Xiaojing swallow the medicine.

The moment he touched the medicine, the bitter taste of the medicine instantly permeated Yan Wujing's whole body...but he didn't seem to feel the bitter taste, and even felt it was extremely sweet, so he hugged An Xiaojing and refused to let go.

After An Xiaojing swallowed all the medicine, Yan Wujing reluctantly released him.

Yan Wujing stared at An Xiaojing's red lips, and a satisfied smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Jing, you are so cute."

Yan Wujing put An Xiaojing down, and when he got up, he didn't forget to cover An Xiaojing with a quilt.

"Xiao Jing." Yan Wujing lay beside An Xiaojing, hugged him, and guarded him until An Xiaojing woke up.

……

When An Xiaojing woke up, it was already the next morning.

The time when he passed the manor, An Xiaojing didn't seem to be surprised by the fact that Yan Wujing was lying beside him.

"I...how am I here?"

An Xiaojing sat up with difficulty. He rubbed his aching temples and looked around. He didn't remember how he got back to the hotel. He only remembered that he was filming, then his calf cramped, and then he lost consciousness.

"Wujing, why am I here?"

Yan Wujing sat up, helped An Xiaojing take a pillow and put it on his back, so that he could sit on it more comfortably.

"When I was visiting the class yesterday, I saw you drowning. After I rescued you, I took you back to the hotel."

"You saved me?"

"Ah."

"Thank you."

Yan Wujing rested his head on An Xiaojing's lap, and said softly, "You don't need to thank me, as we said, you can't be so ostentatious."

"Well, but I think it is necessary to say thank you for such a big matter."

"Since you are grateful, why don't you promise me with your body?"

"what?"

Seeing An Xiaojing's slightly surprised expression, Yan Wujing immediately said, "I'm just joking, don't worry about it, I think you're not in good spirits, just tell a joke to tease you."

"Then you really scared me to death."