C3461 He Took Care of Her
C3461 He Took Care of Her
A cold wind blew, and Xie Jingzhen was in a trance. She almost lost her balance. She thought it was because she was hungry, so she didn't pay too much attention to the car on the ground.
The cold wind brushed past the dried branches on the tree, blowing towards people from all sides.
Xie Jingzhen shivered, and buried her face into the scarf.
Seeing that they were about to reach the building of the community, Xie Jingzhen felt more and more dizzy, as if there was a jack of all trades there. The road could not be seen clearly. Her footsteps softened and she fell towards the bench at the side.
Nan Xingchuan was discharged from the hospital today, so he did not tell Xie Jingxuan. He just quietly followed behind Xie Jingxuan and watched her return home safely.
Seeing that Xie Jingzhen was walking in front and her steps were floating, he was a little worried. In the time he took out a cigarette from his pocket, he inadvertently lifted his eyelids to look. Xie Jingzhen had already fallen on the bench.
The cigarette that his fingers were holding was broken into two. Nan Xingchuan's expression turned stern, and he immediately rushed over. He half-squatted, his arm passed through her arms, and his other hand rested on his waist, holding her in his arms.
The cold wind was cool, the night sky was thick, and the stars were sparse. Nan Xingchuan carried Xie Jingxuan and walked in the wind.
Nan Xingchuan wore a black down jacket. His shoulders were wide and his legs long. He had a single eyelid and the side profile was clean and sharp. He carried a woman in his arms, and with a hurried expression, he carried her and passed by passers-by after passer-by.
"Wow, look at that man, he's so handsome."
"Yeah, it's hard for me to wear such thick clothes on such a cold day to carry a person. But it's too much boyfriend strength."
Nanxing Chuan carried Xie Jingzhen upstairs and took out the key from Xie Jingzhen's bag. He opened the door and carried her into the room.
Nanxing Chuan carried her and carefully placed her on the bed. In the end, he accidentally tripped on the slippers on the floor and accidentally bumped into her on the bed.
He bent over Xie Jingzhen's body and hit her round and soft chest. Her hand was still on his neck and she smelled the unique scent of milk on her body. Especially... her sweet, jelly-like lips brushed against his cheek.
Nanxing Chuan instantly froze. His lower abdomen felt hot, and he could not help but close his eyes. He opened his eyes again and stuffed her arms into the blanket.
He turned around to help her take off her shoes and tucked her under the blanket.
Nan Xingchuan touched her forehead. It was very hot, and Xie Jingzhen seemed to feel very uncomfortable. She turned around and knocked his hands off.
Nan Xingchuan ran out to look for a thermometer. Xie Jingzhen always liked to be clean and tidy. He found the medical kit under the television cabinet in the living room.
He walked over and squatted on the floor. He found the body temperature gun and the fever medicine and hurriedly ran into the room.
Nan Xingchuan measured the temperature for her. It was 38 and a half degrees Celsius. He had a high fever. He poured a cup of water and took out three pills from the medicine board. Two of them were green and one was red. He fed her fever medicine.
The effect of the medicine had yet to be fully exerted, but Xie Jingzhen still felt very uncomfortable. She kept tossing and turning on the bed and mumbling non-stop.
Nan Xingchuan leaned against the wall with his long leg pressed against it. When he heard that, he put down his leg, walked over, and touched her forehead.
It was still very hot.
Nanxing Chuan furrowed his brows. Was this how this girl took care of him?
He didn't even know that she was sick.
Although Nan Xingchuan was angry, he still patiently took care of Xie Jingxuan. He also ordered the ingredients to be served and personally made ginger soup for her.
He used the phone to lock the time to cook it and brought it to Xie Jingzhen. He held her shoulder with one hand and sat on the bed.
Nan Xingchuan held a bowl in his hand. The two of them were very close to each other. His fingers habitually hooked the hair on her forehead to the back of her ear. After he did it, he thought of something and paused for a moment. He took a spoon of Jiang Tang with his right hand and handed it to Xie Jingzhen's lips.
Xie Jingzhen subconsciously drank two mouthfuls. Nan Xingchuan wanted to get sick and be so obedient, so he continued to feed.
Who would have thought that as soon as this thought appeared, the next second. Xie Jingzhen threw up all the ginger soup he had drank onto his body.
The grey sweater was immediately stained with yellow water. It was extremely dirty.
... "" Nanxing Chuan.
Nan Xingchuan supported her by the back of her neck and placed her back on the bed.
He pulled out a few tissues from the bed and glanced at Xie Jingzhen, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. A hint of helplessness leaked out from his dark eyes.
"I really... admire you."
For the whole night, Xie Jingzhen's fever kept repeating. Nan Xingchuan did not sleep. He stayed in front of her bed and used a towel to cool her forehead and wipe her palm every half an hour to cool down the temperature.
Until the second half of the night, Nan Xingchuan did not sleep much. His eyelids were half-open, and he looked tired. His eyes were green, and he waited until Xie Jingzhen's fever subsided.