I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

After hanging up the phone, Su Xingruo soaked the towel in her hand, wrung it out, folded it, and put it on Xie Chun's forehead.

"Is this temperature okay?" She blinked.

"Can."

Although the temperature difference is a bit large, it is inexplicably refreshing after getting used to it.

Su Xingruo put the hot water on the bedside table aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently brushed her hair.

Looking at his fragile and helpless look, I suddenly felt cute enough and wanted to hold him in my arms for comfort.

She lowered her head and kissed Xie Chun on the cheek: "Is there anything else you need? You can tell me anything."

"You are so kind to me." Xie Chun chuckled.

"Of course, because I like you."

Su Xingruo sat on the edge of the bed and pinched his face gently: "Hurry up and say you like me!"

"You are taking advantage of others' danger." Xie Chun said angrily.

"Sooner or later, you will say that you like me."

Su Xingruo snorted softly: "Ever since I was young, as long as I want, there is nothing I can't get."

As she said this, she climbed onto the bed, got under his quilt, and gently hugged his body.

"It's very hot."

"It'll be better if you're hot and sick. You're just sweating." Su Xingruo rolled her eyes at him: "People who want me to hold them haven't had a chance yet, so don't be picky."

She leaned slightly closer and kissed Xie Chun's neck.

"You have been chasing me for five years, so I will persist for five years. If you don't want to be entangled, just love me obediently."

She looked at the obvious strawberry mark on Xie Chun's neck and smiled sweetly.

"Okay, now I have my exclusive mark." Su Xingruo showed him the bedside mirror: "How is it? Isn't the shape very beautiful?"

"If I go out with this, do I still want my face?" Xie Chun looked at her helplessly.

"When the time comes, just say it was planted by me and explain that I am your girlfriend." Su Xingruo smiled.

"As I said, I'm not the kind of person who shows off."

Xie Chun sighed slightly, but Su Xingruo stretched out her slender thighs and locked him firmly: "Then don't try to break away from me!"

But he was really hot, and Xie Chun didn't know whether it was because of the fever or because the girl held him tightly.

Xie Chun wanted to reach out and push her away, but his fingertips touched a soft piece.

Girls don't wear underwear when sleeping.

"My hands are still weak even though I'm sick." Su Xingruo muttered resentfully, gently hugged his head, and blew hot air into his ear: "You can be gentler."

It’s hard to resist, she’s so good at it!

Xie Chun retracted his hand and let her hug him, but reminded him: "Jinhua will be here in a moment."

"I know."

Su Xingruo nuzzled his chest like a kitten, and then reluctantly let go: "Take your medicine well, and get some sleep first."

Xie Chun lay quietly on the bed. His current mental state was indeed not good. The inside of his body was a mess. He didn't know how long it would take for this chaotic body to kill the virus.

Anyway, just take a nap first.

"Let me ask for leave for you." Su Xingruo took his mobile phone and asked, "Are you contacting the captain?"

"No, I already asked for leave yesterday."

When Xie Chun returned to the Countermeasures Bureau to clock in last night, he took two days off. The original intention was that he had been busy for a day and had a fight with the boss at the end of the pass. There was no credit but hard work. Relaxing and fishing on the weekend should not be counted. Too much.

It turned out to be a sick day this time.

He thought for a moment and then added: "Don't spread the news about your illness to anyone else. Just keep it to you and Jinhua."

"Okay, you don't want your uncle, aunt, and Mengmeng to worry, right?"

Su Xingruo nodded with a gentle smile and comforted Xie Chun to sleep.

He is indeed a gentle person.

Within a few minutes, Su Xingruo's cell phone rang, and it was a WeChat message from Jiang Jinhua.

She got out of bed quietly, walked to the entrance and opened the door. Jiang Jinhua, dressed in casual clothes, immediately appeared in front of Su Xingruo.

Jiang Jinhua immediately showed a bright smile that she had prepared for a long time: "Xingruo, here I come!"

"Come in first."

Although Su Xingruo had thought of driving Jiang Jinhua out directly after taking the medicine, so as not to disturb her world between the two of them.

But this was too outrageous to say the least. She couldn't do such an uncultured thing.

So she could only look at her best friend unhappily and hold her anger in her heart.

Jiang Jinhua seemed to feel the heaviness of the atmosphere, and her smile gradually faded. Seeing the solemn look on Su Xingruo's face, she couldn't help but feel her heart sink, and tried to ask:

"Brother Xie is terminally ill?"

Su Xingruo tapped her head skillfully: "It's just an ordinary fever."

"Then you made it so heavy!" Jiang Jinhua covered her head, as if remembering that the patient was still inside, her tone lowered a lot: "These are the medicines I was asked to bring. I will remember to ask him to transfer the money to me later. Several times It’s a hundred yuan.”

"I'll pass it on to you later." Su Xingruo sorted out the medicines he needed, found an empty cup and poured hot water into it.

"Is he doing well now?"

Jiang Jinhua looked inside for a long time and there was no movement, wondering if he was dead?

"Thirty-seven degrees nine, moderate fever. Take the medicine and check your temperature again soon. Try to speak as quietly as possible."

"Tsk, what a good wife and mother." Jiang Jinhua teased, "When do you plan to get married?"

"talk about it later."

Seeing Su Xingruo's cold face, Jiang Jinhua didn't know what she said wrong. After thinking for a long time, she finally attributed it to Xie Chun being ill, so she was in a bad mood.

Su Xingruo came to the bedside with steaming hot water and a few pills she had just squeezed out, and gently pushed Xie Chun.

Xie Chun woke up after ten minutes of sleep, and turned around to see an extra person in the room. Jiang Jinhua looked at him with an amused smile, and in line with Su Xingruo's movements of preparing to give medicine, she spoke in a strange tone. Make a sound:

"Dalang, it's time to take medicine."

"..."

Xie Chun didn't know for a moment whether it was better to take this medicine or not.

Fortunately, there was no need to worry about this issue anymore. Xie Chun was helped by Su Xingruo to sit up, and a few pills were given to him along with hot water.

After taking the medicine, Xie Chun looked at Jiang Jinhua angrily: "Shut up if you can't speak!"

He even remembered the words on the phone just now, ‘Are you going to die? ’, and suddenly became even more angry.

But after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Xie Chun really didn't have the energy to get up and have a 1v1 solo match with Jiang Jinhua, so he lay back on the bed like a salted fish.

I probably won’t be able to defy the will of nature all day today.

Su Xingruo returned to the living room with the empty cup and poured another cup of hot water. Jiang Jinhua, who was left in the room, asked curiously: "Do practitioners also have fever?"

"As long as you are an individual, you will get sick." Xie Chun said confusedly: "We cannot generalize between people and their physiques."

Jiang Jinhua scratched her head. Could it be that she had lost her knowledge? She remembered what the class said was that after becoming a practitioner, at least minor illnesses would never bother you.

Su Xingruo came back with a cup of hot water, sat on the chair next to the bed, and stared at Xie Chun unblinkingly.

Jiang Jinhua had been looking at Su Xingruo, but when she noticed her gaze, she realized what she was doing. She gently hammered her left palm with her right hand, and suddenly realized that she should see the patient at this time.

As a result, Xie Chun was stared at by the two of them, and he no longer felt sleepy at all.

"You two... why don't you do something else to kill your time? There is a PS5 in the cabinet under the TV in the living room."

"Then I won't be a guest..." Jiang Jinhua received a warning look from her best friend mid-sentence, and quickly changed her words: "Games and other things are of course not as important as your health, Brother Xie."

Xie Chun had a headache, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of a fever or because he was angry with Jiang Jinhua.

Anyway, he gave in and lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

Su Xingruo then remembered that she should check her temperature after taking the medicine, so she picked up the thermometer on the bedside and flicked it.

Jiang Jinhua saw what she was going to do, so she stood up and made room for her, and came to the end of the bed, where she could get a full view of the whole situation. She just waited for her best friend to lift Xie Chun's clothes and feast her eyes on it.

However, Su Xingruo saw something from her face. Only girls understood girls best, and she didn't want others to take advantage of her future husband.

She chose to put the thermometer under the quilt to operate it.

"Take a look and you won't lose a piece of meat." Jiang Jinhua muttered dissatisfiedly, almost deformed with disappointment: "I need to draw materials for my BL comics recently, and Brother Xie's figure is just right."

Su Xingruo glared at her, and Jiang Jinhua suddenly became conscious and made a zipper gesture on her mouth.

After waiting quietly for six or seven minutes, Su Xingruo carefully took out the thermometer and said in shock:

"Thirty-nine degrees five?"

The sound was not suppressed, so much so that it woke Xie Chun up again. He knew something bad was wrong as soon as he saw this scene.

"Why is it so high? The body temperature has risen so much in just over half an hour?" Su Xingruo looked at the thermometer in confusion: "It doesn't make sense."

Not only is her brain smart, but after being the president for so many years, she is at least accurate enough in judging people. The truth of the matter can be seen from the expression on Xie Chun's face.

"You!" Su Xingruo gritted his teeth and looked sharply: "You just took out the thermometer in advance, so you secretly dumped the thermometer to lie to me?!"

Xie Chun originally wanted to find an excuse to fool him. After all, his illness was really shameful. If the temperature was really too high, Su Xingruo would definitely insist on sending him to the hospital.

When the hospital can't cure it, the Countermeasures Bureau will find a transcendent of the healing department to come and treat it, and then the nanny will find that no matter how hard it is, it can't be cured.

After checking the source of the disease again, it was found that he had the ghoul virus in his body...

That’s totally spicy!

His fate will probably be to be isolated, wait for mutation, and then be killed with one shot!

At this time, Xie Chun should have used the excuse of 'I don't want you to worry too much', but when she saw that the girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she could not hide her sadness even with an extremely stern expression, she defended I can't say a single word.

Then you can only pretend to be dead.

"It hurts, it hurts too much!" Xie Chun had a look of pain on his face, and his distorted face showed no pretense: "Isulde, why is this..."

Su Xingruo was stunned for a moment: "Who is Surde?"

Xie Chun closed his eyes in pain: "My head is so dizzy, I seem to see my uncle, he is waving to me..."

Su Xingruo quickly stepped forward, touched the temperature of his forehead, and said with concern: "Hold on, the antipyretic medicine will take effect after a while."

Xie Chun looked dull and his eyes were empty: "My uncle seems to be talking to me..."

Su Xingruo held his hand and said softly, "Did he let you live a good life?"

"He said what you love is your life."

"Then which uncle is yours?"