Classmate is Not a Demon

Lin Qinghan was going to study early in the morning and got up early. She, who was not at ease, quietly entered the bedroom. As soon as I approached, I heard some heavy breathing and uncomfortable whispers, and my heart suddenly burst.

He didn't care about warming his hands, and touched Qu Moqi's face. The temperature of the hands was so hot that Lin Qinghan was frightened, and he quickly turned on the lamp. The light was very soft, but Qu Mozhan still tightened his eyebrows.

Her entire face was red, and when Lin Qinghan put her hand on her forehead, she pushed forward and rubbed against the coolness. Lin Qinghan was a little nervous, so he quickly found a thermometer and put it under the quilt to cover it. The quilt was also full of enthusiasm. When the thermometer was clipped to her, Lin Qinghan quickly awakened Lin Yan.

Lin Yan quickly got up and took a look, and said quickly: "Go to the hospital, it's too hot. First wipe her forehead with warm water, palms will feel more comfortable."

The health center must have not opened the door yet. When I took out the thermometer, it was 41°C, so I immediately asked Lin Qinghan to call 120.

Lin Qinghan was also panicked. After playing 120, he and Lin Yan hurriedly twisted a towel to wipe Qu Mozang's face and neck. Because of the high fever, Qu Mozhen was sweating. At this moment, the quilt was slightly pulled, and the sweat on his body was wiped off. He immediately felt a little more comfortable. He opened his eyes in a daze, facing the already red eyes of Shang Lin Qinghan. .

"Didn't you go to class?" She had a hoarse voice, and her nasal voice was thick and vague.

Lin Qinghan's tears almost came out, she writhed her brows patiently and anxiously: "You burn 41 degrees Celsius, and even if I don't go to class, I'm almost burning silly."

Lin Yan had already put on her clothes. She was sober and took the clothes for her: "It's important to see a doctor first, you have a bad fever. Your parents..."

"It's okay, Aunt Lin doesn't need to notify them." Qu Mozhen barely stood up and stopped Lin Yan.

Lin Yan hesitated, but still listened to her. It has been a long time for Qu Mozhan to experience the feeling of being so ill. At this time, she only felt a headache and brain fever, especially when her eyes were hot, she was very uncomfortable. She was limp, and she felt short of breath even when she was wearing clothes.

Lin Yan saw that she didn't have the energy to take over the clothes to wear for her: "This disease is too serious. I was negligent last night. I should buy some anti-fever medicine."

Qu Mozhan shook her head, and a feeling of nausea struck her and stopped her movements. When she recovered, Lin Yan was already squatting in front of her: "Aunt Lin carries you down."

Qu Mozhang quickly refused: "Aunt Lin is okay, I can just walk by myself, just a short distance. You are not in good health, so I can't let you carry it."

Her voice was low and weak, and she seemed to be very tired after a few movements, and she kept exhaling rough, making Lin Qinghan feel uncomfortable with her heart being twisted.

The hospital was not far from here, and the sound of the ambulance's flute was faintly heard here. Lin Qinghan didn't say a word, pulled Lin Yan up, and then squatted down and put her backhand on her waist, letting her lie on her.

Qu Mozhan didn't have much strength at first, and the high fever made her groggy, and she leaned back softly when she was pulled so decisively. Then Lin Qinghan, who was thin in front of her, had already hooked her hands on her legs and got up and carried her on her back.

She put her arms around Lin Qinghan's neck in a shocked cry, and then the arched back shook under her body: "Don't be afraid, hug me tight, I can move my back so I won't fall you."

Lin Yan watched her daughter pursing her mouth and leaving behind her back, and quickly took a coat to follow.

It's only a dozen meters from the bedroom to the elevator entrance. Although Qu Mozhen is not heavy, Lin Qinghan himself is also thin and weak, and it is still a bit difficult to carry it. And she was also afraid of falling Qu Moqi, her hands were tight, Qu Moqi was lying on her body, she couldn't feel her body temperature through her clothes, but the hands around her neck were lying on her shoulders and cheeks. Lin Qinghan felt terribly uncomfortable in his heart with the scorching heat.

Lin Qinghan didn't put down Qu Mozhen when he got on the elevator. When he saw the ambulance coming by at the gate of the community, Lin Qinghan put down a little.

In her memory, she had never seen a fever of more than 40 degrees. She had been panicked before. She got into the ambulance, and the doctor immediately checked Qu Mozheng, and she was relieved.

When I went to the emergency department of the hospital, there were many patients with fever in the hospital. Because Qu Mozhen was not in good condition, Lin Yan brought Qu Mozhen into the clinic, and Lin Qinghan went to register.

After working for most of the day, the doctor prescribed a lot of medicine. Lin Qinghan was afraid that Lin Yan would be tired, so she ran up and down.

Because the fever was too severe, the doctor prescribed two diazepam, which required intramuscular injections. Qu Mozhang was in a daze, leaning against Lin Qinghan and seeing the syringe in the tray held by the nurse, his heart suddenly shrank.

She barely raised her head, buried her in Lin Qinghan's arms, and snorted, "Can you not get a muscle injection?"

The feverish Qu Mozhang was a little confused, and it was rare that she was weak and soft. Hearing her a little bit like a baby, Lin Qinghan's heart softened and softly coaxed her: "You have a bad fever. I asked if it was a fever reduction. The needle will heal quickly after a shot. Don’t be afraid, we don’t look at it, it will be cured all at once and it won’t hurt."

Qu Mozhang's brows were twisted, and then he looked up at her: "You coax me, I have beaten a few times before, and it hurts more than an infusion." After that, she lay down again, Lin Qinghan bit her lip, her eyes couldn't bear it. There was a thin smile, this kind of Qu Mozhen was pitiful and cute.

The female nurse looked at the two little girls and couldn't help but want to laugh: "I am afraid of pain when I am so big, there is a little pain, but I just pull my pants down."

Qu Mozhang suddenly felt aroused when she heard it, and her head became sober. She stared at Lin Qinghan in a daze, then turned to look at the nurses with the syringes, her eyes closed, and then she pressed her lips and opened her mouth: "Qinghan...you, You go out first."

She really couldn't get under Lin Qinghan's eyelids, being stripped of her pants...injected! She is 28 years old... No, she can't hold her face at the age of 30.

Lin Qinghan blushed slightly, and then went out. After the injection, Qu Mozang's face was all woody. Lin Yan paid the fee to see her like this, and was stunned: "What's wrong with Mo Zang?"

Qu Mozhan shook his head, she was just suffering from pain somewhere.

Finally, the fluid was infused. Qu Moju's eyes were very uncomfortable. Her eyes reacted very much when she was hot. At this time, dizziness and nausea were one aspect of her, and her eyes were very uncomfortable.

Lin Qinghan noticed that she covered her eyes with her hands from time to time, lowered her head and looked over, Qu Mozhen's eyes were all red.

Lin Yan asked the doctor. The doctor only said that Qu Mozhan had a great reaction to fever, so it was very uncomfortable. He could only wait for the temperature to go down.

Lin Qinghan asked Lin Yan to guard Qu Mo Zang, then went out and bought a bag of things. It was already half past seven. She handed the bought buns to Lin Yan: "Mom, you still have to go to work today. I'll be here to accompany Mo Zang on vacation. You can go back first."

Lin Yan’s job was given by Qu Sheng, and both mother and daughter felt that they couldn’t be absent at random, but Lin Yan was not relieved: "Mo Jing is still burning, it's up to you."

Qu Mozhang heard this and opened his eyes: "Auntie, I'm fine. The doctor also said it was a bad cold. We are all in the hospital. I just have a very bad fever. After the infusion, the fever will go away soon."

After persuading him for a long time, Lin Yan turned around one step at a time, and kept telling me: "When the fever has gone down, tell me and call me immediately if you have anything to do."

Lin Qinghan watched her mother leave, and asked Qu Moqi to tear the packaging bag on her own. Qu Mozhan was really uncomfortable, closed his eyes and didn't look at it, but asked her lowly: "What did you buy?"

After speaking, she felt cold on her forehead. She opened her eyes subconsciously and saw Lin Qinghan seriously sticking something on her forehead. She leaned close, and her long eyelashes were clear and countable.

She cast her eyes down. Lin Qinghan bought antipyretic stickers. Looking at the chubby cartoon baby on the package, Qu Mo snorted, "For the baby."

Lin Qinghan watched her staring at the bag and said this, she couldn't help but laughed, and she covered her eyes with Qu Mozhen with some cold hands: "It's okay, you can use it, and it's more comfortable to stick."

With a cold and soft hand falling on his hot eyes, Qu Mozhen was so comfortable that he couldn't help but rubbed it, and muttered, "Why are you so considerate."

Lin Qinghan blushed, but still pursed his lips and slightly lifted his shoulders to make Qu Mozhao sleep more comfortably.

Although Qu Mozhen was feverish, the hand of the infusion was cold. Lin Qinghan was afraid that she would be cold, so he covered her eyes with one hand, and carefully held her right hand with water in the other.

The person who was leaning on him for a while has already fallen asleep with heavy breathing.

The nurse who came to change the dressing looked at her cautiously and couldn't help but sighed: "Your sisters are in such a good relationship, so considerate that I only saw my mother taking the baby."

Lin Qinghan thought of Qu Mo's whispering baby, and couldn't help but laugh. The fevered Qu Mo's seemed to have lost the calmness and maturity of an adult like before, and finally took a little childishness. Well, it's not just a baby.

After the antipyretic stickers were pasted for a while, there were only yellow vials left for the three drips. She asked the nurse to borrow a thermometer and carefully measured Qu Mo. The temperature had dropped to 36.5°C.

She gently peeled off the antipyretic stickers again, and Qu Mozhen woke up in a daze, "Is it over?"

Fixing her right hand to prevent her from moving, Lin Qinghan said softly and judgingly: "Just one more point, is it more comfortable?"

Qu Mozhan blinked his eyes: "It's not sick anymore, and it's not that hot anymore, it just doesn't have much strength."

"It will be like this after fever." Lin Qinghan felt a little distressed, but couldn't share the burden for her.

"I haven't eaten anything in the morning, are you hungry?"

Qu Mozang thought for a while, then remembered last night's fish porridge, but...

"have you eaten?"

Lin Qinghan was stunned: "I'm not hungry yet."

"You are not hungry, I am definitely not hungry either." Qu Mozhan replied, and then couldn't help it: "I want to drink fish porridge."

"Puff" leaned on the person's shoulder and trembled, and laughed in a low voice.

Qu Mozang's ears were a little red, and it was indeed not proper to eat with a little girl when he was such a big person.

"Okay, when you finish the injection, the doctor said it's okay, I'll go back and do it for you."

After tossing all morning, all the test results of Qu Mozhen came out. It was a viral cold, not influenza A. The doctor told me to infusion every day, otherwise it might be repeated.

When he got home, Qu Mozhen was sweating and had to take a shower. Lin Qinghan had no choice but to plug in the water heater and let Qu Mozheng in to wash it when he was sure it was warm.

Pushing the door out, seeing Lin Qinghan guarding at the bathroom door with a nervous expression on her face, Qu Mozang was a little funny: "I'm fine, don't be so nervous. You make some food first. After a busy morning, you must be hungry."

Lin Qinghan helped her blow her hair: "It's okay, I'm not hungry. You change your pajamas and lie down to rest. I will cook porridge. After eating, I'll take medicine."

After another busy meal, Qu Mozhen finally drank the porridge, but it was probably more uncomfortable than yesterday, and she didn't eat much. After that, when she finished taking the medicine and rested, Lin Qinghan just filled her stomach hastily.

The doctor said that Qu Mozhen might still have some fever. Pay attention to taking more body temperature. If it is still too high, check again.

Lin Qinghan was sitting in the living room reading his homework, and from time to time he went in to look at Qu Mozhen. Qu Mozhan still had repeated fevers that day, and he had been in poor spirits and couldn't eat enough. Lin Qinghan was so distressed that he had nothing to do.

Qu Mozang was originally worried that Lin Qinghan would take care of her to affect her studies, but fortunately, because the students were too sick, the school had been studying on its own, and then simply suspended a week of classes.

Qu Mozhan has been working hard for the past week, always dizzy, nauseated, and having a bad appetite. She had been ill for too long, Qu Sheng did not hide it, Aunt Lin and Xiao Yunying also came to take care of them for a few days. Xiao Yunying had some complaints from Lin Qinghan and the others, but when she hurried over there, she saw Qu Mozhen lying down and resting, with all kinds of porridge and side dishes next to her.

Although Qu Mozhan seemed to be in a bad spirit, the room was neatly organized and his clothes were fresh and clean. Obviously, he was well taken care of.

Lin Qinghan was a little nervous when she saw her coming. After calling her, she stood aside and didn't know what to say.

"Mom, why are you here?" Qu Mozhen wanted to sit up, but she was struggling. The most painful thing every day is dizziness. She has to lie down in a fixed position with her eyes closed, otherwise she will be dizzy.

Lin Qinghan was already very cautious. Seeing that she was about to get up, he hurriedly leaned over to help her, and leaned the pillow behind her to adjust her posture. Seeing Xiao Yunying looking at her, he quickly explained: "Mo Zang is dizzy."

Xiao Yunying looked at her and smiled slightly: "Thank you for taking care of Mo Zang." After saying that, she sat on the bed and touched her daughter's forehead: "You said that you are so sick that you still don't tell us, and you have worked hard for Qinghan. A little girl takes care of you."

Qu Mozhan knew that his parents might have a bit of a complaint, and said softly: "It's just a cold, except for fever and headache, it's not a big problem, so I won't let Aunt Lin and Qinghan tell you. It's because Aunt Lin and Qinghan have worked so hard to take care of me. Days."

"No, you are still sick and hard."

There was a dull voice at these words, and Xiao Yunying couldn't help but laugh: "You two, just this is still polite."

Xiao Yunying stayed here for two days, and she also knew that the mother and daughter Lin Yan had taken good care of Qu Mozhen. The original three-point grievance became very grateful, and she left under Qu Mozhen's urging.

Before leaving, I thanked Lin Yan specially. Even though the Qu family gave Lin Yan's mother and daughter a lot of help, Xiao Yunying did not take it for granted that Lin Yan and the others took care of Qu Mozang. This attitude moved Lin Yan very much.

Qu Mozhen's illness only recovered after taking leave, but once she was ill, her physique became much worse and she also began to feel chills. This made Lin Qinghan worry about it all the time, and he began to think about replenishing her body, stupefied by replenishing the Qu Mogou who had lost a lot of weight.

In this flu, Qu Mozhen didn’t go to class for ten days. Of course, he was very sad. He slept in bed for seven or eight days for ten days. Fortunately, when he went to school, except for some nasal congestion, his dizziness was already very good. Lin Qinghan, who wished to guard her all day, let go of her heart.