He Is Warmer Than Time

Can a cold be healed by lying down like this?

And now that the flu is raging, he doesn't take it seriously, what if it spreads to others?

Really selfish.

With his groggy appearance, it is obviously impossible for him to go to the hospital.

Jian Xia hesitated and called her family doctor: "Uncle Yi, please come to Jiucheng Lakeside Community."

After the phone call, she went to boil some hot water, and Uncle Yi rushed over soon.

Jian Xia pulled him into it: "He is burning badly, and I am not aware of it. Uncle Yi, please help him see it."

Yi Hui hurriedly walked to the living room and took his temperature with an auricle thermometer. When he saw, he was already 40 degrees Celsius and had a high fever.

Jane Xia was a little worried at once, but fortunately, she came tonight, or let him burn it all night, would he be stupid?

This man, at such an old age, wouldn't he be able to take care of himself at all?

Yi Hui brought a syringe and potion over, gave him an injection, took some more medicine, explained Jian Xia, and then left the apartment.

The person on the sofa was still not awake, Jian Xia took the pills and glanced at the person on the sofa.

She stretched out her hand and gently pushed his face: "Get up and take medicine."

Xie Muye frowned slightly, then slowly opened his eyes, Jian Xia's heartbeat was a little fast.

He looked at her face, lost consciousness for a moment, then curled his lips and smiled, then stretched out his hand to touch her face, Jian Xia sat on the sofa and pushed his hand away: "Take medicine."

Xie Muye breathed heavily and sat up, always smiling at her.

Jian Xia put the pill in his palm, and gave him a cup of water: "Hurry up and take the medicine."

Xie Muye took the medicine obediently and drank another glass of water. Jian Xia got up: "I have also taken the injection and the medicine. I should go now."

He grabbed her wrist, and with force, she was dragged into his arms by him.

"Don't go."

The heavy breathing sprayed behind her ears, and there was a very light perfume on him, which made her feel a little bit distracted.

"You let go, I'm going home."

"Don't go."

Because of his illness, the introverted lowness on his body disappeared. Instead, he was clingy and lingering.

Jian Xia grabbed his fingers and said solemnly: "Let go."

His head was rubbing back and forth between her neck, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Jian Xia, don't go, don't go."

Jian Xia really had nothing to do with him, and when she was about to get angry, the people behind her were silent.

The power of his entire body was pressed down on her, she whispered: "Xie Muye, Xie Muye..."

He used to teach him Xie Muye, he always said that she was not big or young, and always asked her to call him brother Muye.

This shout is more than ten years.

For so many years, she has relied on Xie Muye even more than her family. Her homework was taught by Xie Muye. In terms of study, she was never a genius, and Xie Muye contributed a lot to being admitted to the diplomatic college.

Being alienated from him and ignoring him, she was actually very sad.

But the Jian family and the Xie family can't go back. As a member of the Jian family, she can't just ignore all this, and can't live with him peacefully.

After all, his elder brother killed her grandfather as governor and replaced him.

They are political opponents, and there is a gap between them, which cannot be crossed.

She even compared him with first name and last name, but he didn't react at all, but his big hand was still holding her wrist tightly.

He fell asleep.

Jian Xia struggled to push away the person on his back, and he fell on the sofa again, and the night rain was getting heavier.

Although the heating in the house was turned on enough, she went into the room and gave him a blanket to cover him, and then left his apartment.

It was raining heavily outside. She didn't bring an umbrella, so she rushed to her car, pulled a few tissues, wiped off the cold rain on her head, and sneezed abruptly.

She quickly drove away from Jiucheng Lakeside.

The next day, when it was clear, Xie Muye opened his eyes and saw the blanket he was covering and a few boxes of medicine on the coffee table. Some pictures of last night flashed in his mind.

Has she... been here?