Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

At noon the next day, Yan Huai sent someone in to clean up the mess in the house.

But when Yan Huai called the servant, Yu Tang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin eyelids began to tremble, as if he was about to wake up.

There was no time to tidy up the room, Yan Huai thought for a moment, picked up Yu Tang's knees, picked him up, and carried him to his room.

Yan Huai supported Yu Tang's waist with one hand, lifted a corner of the quilt, and put Yu Tang on his big bed.

As soon as Yu Tang's back touched the bed, his eyes slowly opened. The discomfort in his body made him frowned, snorted, and hugged Yan Huai's arm.

Yan Huai was about to leave, but was held back by someone, so he bent down and said, "What's the matter, Xiao Tang?"

Yu Tang wanted to say he was fine, but the indescribable soreness made him unable to lie, so he put his hand on his forehead: "Uncle Yan, I seem to be... sick."

Yan Huai took his arm off and touched his forehead: "I have a fever, I'll get the thermometer."

Yan Huai went out, came back after a while, and took Yu Tang's temperature.

Yu Tang looked around, wondering, "Why am I here?"

"This is my room. If you want to pester me to sleep at night, I will let you come here."

Yu Tang snorted, and touched his forehead with his hand: "I forgot, I'm sorry, I caused trouble for Uncle Yan again."

"It's okay." Before the temperature was measured, Yan Huai touched Yu Tang's forehead again: "I may have been sick last night."

When the time came, Yan Huai looked at the thermometer and frowned.

Although he didn't tell Yu Tang the temperature, but from the looks of it, it must have been burnt.

Yan Huai thought of something, and loosened his frowning brows. Although his tone was cold, it was absolutely doting: "Xiaotang, uncle never thought you were a trouble. If you want, you can come here every day, understand? ?”

Yu Tang's nose was sour, and he felt that his body was not so uncomfortable, so he nodded quickly: "Got it."

It's his own worries.

Uncle Yan has always regarded him as the closest person, but he is not good at expressing it.

Yu Tang thought, if he couldn't get angry with Uncle Yan like yesterday, it would waste his time.

Yan Huai: "I'll ask the doctor to give you an infusion in a while, you just lie here, don't move around, and ask the housekeeper to bring you lunch at noon."

Yu Tang held the corner of the quilt with his hands, looking aggrieved, but he didn't speak.

Yan Huai's voice paused, and he bent down and pinched Yu Tang's cheek: "I'll try to come back as soon as possible, you have to eat on time, do you hear me?"

"heard it."

"good."

Yan Huai changed his clothes and left.

Yu Tang watched him leave, then lay down for a while, still very weak, and fell asleep again after a while.

The butler came up to bring him lunch, saw that he was asleep, and put the food aside without disturbing him.

After a while, the doctor came.

The doctor wanted to wake the patient up, but there was no response after calling twice, so he had to hug him and let him stretch out his curled up body.

The doctor took the temperature again and gave Yu Tang antipyretics.

But during the whole process, Yu Tang's perception was very poor. When the needle pierced the back of his hand, he only trembled a little, fell asleep very drowsily, and sweated on his forehead.

It's just a low-grade fever, so I shouldn't be so tired.

The doctor noticed the abnormality, but there is no equipment right now, so he said to the housekeeper: "When the patient recovers, go to the hospital for a full-body examination."

The butler nodded to show that he understood, and then forgot about it.