Stay Safe

"Pretentious or not?" Wooden pillow Brook sits on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, blocking Yin Xiaoli's phone camera with one hand, "I just have a cold, do you need to make such a grand memorial?"

Yin Xiaoli pushed her hand away and slapped her a couple of pictures, saying nonsense: "I'm going on a business trip, so you can't leave two photos for me to commemorate?"

Muzhenxi said loudly, "What's so good about the photos of my cold?"

Yin Xiaoli also loudly replied to her: "You should watch it only if you have a cold. Always urge yourself to come back early to take care of you!"

"You—" Muxianxi was choked by her delusion, and he couldn't help laughing and crying, "Is it annoying?"

"It's not annoying." Yin Xiaoli giggled.

Muzhenxi gave up the struggle, and Yin Xiaoli took two "pretentious" photos of her.

Muzhenxi gestured to take off the mask: "Is it over?"

Yin Xiaoli put down the phone: "ok, it's over."

Wooden Pillow Creek quickly took off the mask, wearing a mask at home, crazy.

Yin Xiaoli checked the photos on her mobile phone, and then asked her, "Why are you catching a cold? Didn't you pay attention to keeping warm these days? The weather forecast said it's going to be cold, didn't I remind you specifically?"

Wooden Pillow Creek dodged his eyes and said vaguely, "Will keeping warm prevent you from not getting a cold?"

The implication is that she did not keep warm at all.

Wooden Pillow Creek not only did not keep warm, but also was not afraid of the cold wind blowing for six days. It was because of his good health that he could persist until today, and he did not exercise in the company gym every day.

Yin Xiaoli didn't hear it, but she knew the truth was right, and she didn't think much about it. She didn't even know that Xiao Jin and Muzhenxi lived in the same community, how could she make up the idea that Muzhenxi made such a sacrifice in order to take a look at Xiao Jin's car.

If she knew, she would immediately press the head for the two of them, and they would have a good relationship for a hundred years.

Yin Xiaoli made a meal for the sick Muxianxi and went home. Before she left the plane the next morning, she told Muxianxi to take her temperature regularly and give her old mother feedback.

On the second day of the cold, the symptoms of Muzhenxi did not ease, but aggravated.

Small gossip groups within the company.

- Colleague 1: Sigh

- Colleague 2: Sigh

- Colleague 3: Sigh.jpg

- Colleague 4: What are you all sighing for? ? ?

- Colleague 1: My goddess has a cold

- Colleague 4: Which goddess are you?

- Colleague 1: Do I have any other goddesses? Since Sister Mu came to the company, everyone else is a cloud! I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch 1551

- Colleague 2: Colleague 1, with your level of education, you can still be an editor?

- Colleague 3: This morning, I have a heart-wrenching cough

- Colleague 1: Do you have medicine in your office? I'll send some over there?

- Colleague 3: Yes, but the boss doesn't take it. She said that she doesn't have this habit, and it's easy to produce antibodies after taking too much medicine. Let's boil it first. Anyway, it will take a week to heal.

- Colleague 4: Is it because Sister Mu has a cold these days because she's been too showy? Look at her wearing so thin every day, her iron body can't stand it, right?

There was silence in the group.

[System message: Colleague 4 withdrew a message]

- Colleague 1: I cry for the goddess, why doesn't the cold come to me qaq

- Colleague 3: It's over.

Sister Corgi stood up from the station, put her hand on the partition adjacent to the wooden pillow stream, looked over, and asked worriedly: "Sister Mu, do you want to get some cough syrup or something, and keep coughing like this. Not the way."

Mu Zhenxi was sweating on his forehead, and his lips were white: "cough cough ... it's alright, it'll be fine tomorrow."

Corgi sister is suspicious: "Are you sure?"

Wooden Pillow Creek nodded: "OK."

Muzhenxi rarely gets sick. The last time she had a cold was three years ago. She hadn't experienced this kind of sore throat and stuffy nose for a long time. Generally speaking, colds are more severe in the first two days, and gradually get better. In her experience, they will fully recover within a week.

But she was wrong this time.

On the third day, she developed a fever. When she woke up in the morning, she felt that something was wrong. She took her temperature and found it to be 39.4c.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "..."

She rummaged through the cabinets at home. Since she hadn't been sick for too long, the antipyretics had already expired. She threw the expired antipyretics into the trash can, and asked the director to ask for a morning off and rest at home. .

Yin's mother greeted her regularly at 8:30 in the morning: [Is the cold okay? Show me the thermometer]

Wooden Pillow Creek took the latest thermometer reading for her.

Yin Xiaoli called in the next second: "39 degrees! Did you take a cold shower last night? Did you have a spring dream again? Damn it!" Then a bunch of them popped up, "What's wrong with the props, ah?"

Wooden Pillow Creek: "..."

She had burned her head and felt uncomfortable, but after being talked about by Yin Xiaoli for a while, Nao Ren'er began to feel a pain again, and interrupted her softly, "No, I suddenly have a fever."

Yin Xiaoli said anxiously: "Then there is no one to take care of you now. I can't go back when I'm out of town, and it's too late to go back."

Wooden pillow Xixin said: You are really addicted to being my mother.

Mu Zhenxi laughed and said, "I'm an old man, I just have a fever. Wouldn't it be better to lie down and sleep? You are worried, you don't know, you think I have a terminal illness."

Yin Xiaoli said, "It doesn't matter, I just love to worry about you, and I'm happy to."

Muzhenxi: "Okay, okay, hurry up and do your thing, I'm going to bed."

Yin Xiaoli thought for a while, she really couldn't care about Muzhenxi when she was out of town. If she wanted to call other friends, Muzhenxi didn't like people to come to her house, so she compromised: "...then go to sleep."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Then I'll hang-"

Yin Xiaoli: "Wait a minute."

Wooden Pillow Creek: "What's the matter?"

Yin Xiaoli asked, "Have you taken the antipyretic?"

"It's expired, I'm too lazy to go out to buy it, and when I walked to the pharmacy, there was another gust of cold wind, and it blew me seriously." Muzhenxi actually didn't want to move, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he hurriedly said these few words, in order to avoid The next round of nagging, Mother Yin hung up the phone.

Yin Xiaoli: "Hello?"

There was only a busy tone left.

Mu Zhenxi looked good-tempered, and most of the things went well. When she fell ill, she would look like her body turned against her bones. Sleeping cures all diseases, and it really gave her a safe, healthy and healthy growth to twenty-eight years old. .

High fever! Yin Xiaoli thought about it, what if this smart head is burned stupidly?

Her brain-enhancing ability was terribly strong, and she had already anticipated all kinds of results that could not be worse, and she shivered in fright.

How to do it?

Yin Xiaoli had a flash of light in her mind, opened WeChat, and sent a message to the circle of friends: [My dear friend has a cold and has a high fever, I am out of town, and there is no one to take care of her [sigh]]

I chose two pictures in the album, one was the photo she took for Muzhenxi two days ago, and the other was the thermometer photo that Muzhenxi sent her half an hour ago.

Selected in the sharing range: only Xiao Jin is visible.

send.

Yin Xiaoli clenched her phone tightly, and sat in the van going to the interview site, thinking: Use a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

After five minutes, Yin Xiaoli let out a soft hiss, feeling that something was wrong.

In the past, Muzhenxi let Yin Xiaoli interfere with her emotional life, firstly because of her easy-going temper, and secondly because she didn't take this matter seriously. But Xiao Jin is the most special existence in her heart. Yin Xiaoli even wants to compare herself and Xiao Jin's balance in the heart of Muzhenxi. She has a high probability of not being able to compare with Xiao Jin, but love and friendship cannot be compared in the first place. , Yin Xiaoli wouldn't eat this kind of vinegar, but she really hoped that Muzhenxi could get real happiness.

But Yin Xiaoli didn't know what the current situation of Muzhenxi and Xiao Jin was now. This time, she was killed first and then played, and revealed her news to Xiao Jin, in case Muzhenxi became angry afterwards...

Yin Xiaoli was shocked, took out her mobile phone from her bag, and deleted the post. She glanced at it before deleting it. She didn't like or comment. Xiao Jin probably didn't see it, so she was relieved.

Who knows a few minutes later, news of Xiao Jin came in.

Xiao Jin: [Wooden pillow stream is sick? 】

Yin Xiaoli pretended to be confused with understanding: [? ? ? 】

Xiao Jin: [I saw your circle of friends]

Yin Xiaoli: "..."

Do you live in WeChat? I only posted for a few minutes, and you saw me?

Yin Xiaoli pondered and replied: [It's just a little fever, it's nothing serious]

Xiao Jin: [Is she sleeping at home? 】

Yin Xiaoli: "!!!"

Is she a demigod?

Yin Xiaoli: […]

Xiao Jin: [I see, where does she live? Give me the specific address]

Yin Xiaoli: [What do you want? 】

Xiao Jin returned a smile.

Yin Xiaoli: [If you let her know that I betrayed her, I'm afraid she will destroy me]

Xiao Jin: [Relax]

The short two words in the message bar conveyed a calming heart.

Yin Xiaoli gritted her teeth and told her the community and the specific house number.

Xiao Jin replied "Thank you".

Yin Xiaoli was upset, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. But the decision has been made, and it is too late to regret it, so I can only trust Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin put his heels on the ground a little, pushed the chair back, and suddenly got up from the desk.

The female colleague opposite her raised her head suspiciously and blinked: "Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Jin picked up the bag next to him, hung it on his shoulder, and hurriedly dropped a sentence: "I'm in a hurry."

Xiao Jin reluctantly kept an even pace, and ran quickly after leaving the office building. When listening to the wooden pillow stream scarf running, she was dragged down and rolled up on her wrist because it obstructed the line of sight. long hair.

Xiao Jin panted to the side of the car, opened the door to sit in, and quickly drove away from the school with one foot of the accelerator.

Half an hour later, the white car stopped by a pharmacy near the community.

Xiao Jin pressed the bag chain on his shoulder, and pressed one hand against the counter with a bang.

Teller: "???"

Xiao Jin coughed, took a deep breath, and spit out a string of words fluently: "Antipyretics, cold medicines, anti-inflammatories, cough syrups, antipyretic patches, lozenges, are there any other medicines that are useful for colds? Get me one."

Cashier: "..."

Ten minutes later, Xiao Jin brought out the medicine in a plastic bag. She didn't drive, then went to the porridge shop, packed a wolfberry yam porridge, and hurried to the community.

She didn't have the access card for Building 17, so she wandered outside the building for a while, lowered her head, pretended to be on the phone, and followed a resident in troubled waters.

Having never done such a thing before, Xiao Jin felt a little empty in his heart, his heart beat faster and his palms were sweating.

The resident swiped the elevator card, Xiao Jin glanced at the plastic pocket in his hand, and took the mobile phone in the other hand, and stepped in calmly.

The other party swiped the elevator card and pressed the third floor.

Xiao Jin: "..."

When the resident came out of the stairs, he glanced back alertly, Xiao Jin paused, his face was hot, and he forced a kind smile.

When the resident entered the house, Xiao Jin opened his legs again.

Standing at the safety exit, she looked up at the seemingly endless stairs, took a deep breath, and stepped up step by step.

Xiao Jin climbed the 30th floor of the safety stairs, sweating profusely, and his calf was sore and painful. Panting heavily, he placed the medicine and porridge at the door of Muxinxi's house, and after returning to the safety exit, sent a message to Yin Xiaoli.

Muzhenxi slept for less than two hours when she was woken up by Yin Xiaoli's phone call.

"Will no one sleep?" Muzhenxi cleared his throat with force, but it was as if he was holding a handful of sand, and he was so hoarse.

Yin Xiaoli said, "I found a friend who was passing by and bought something for you, and opened the door."

Wooden Pillow Creek was full of question marks, but he still managed to get up from the bed, dripped it for himself, and looked at the thermometer, it was 39.2°C.

Wooden Pillow Creek: "..."

I slept for a while, and it didn't get any better. Mu Zhenxi pulled his slippers to open the door, and thought to himself: If he doesn't go back in the afternoon, he will buy antipyretics.

She raised her hand and opened the door, brewing a smile, but she became suspicious when she saw the empty doorway.

What about people?

Wooden Pillow Creek looked out for a while, but no one was found, so he bent down, frowned and took the two plastic pockets in.

Xiao Jin's back was pressed against the wall, gasping for breath, his heart pounding in his chest due to the intense exercise, and his eardrums were buzzing with drum noises.

Xiao Jin endured the dry itching and stinging pain in his throat and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva before his ears returned to normal.

She held her breath, pricked her ears and heard the sound of the door closing. She waited for a while before walking out. After confirming that the things at the door had been taken away by the wooden pillow, she breathed a sigh of relief. pain.

- Climbing the stairs too fast and getting into trouble.

Xiao Jin bit his pale lips, covered the place where he was suffocating with one hand, and supported the wall with one hand, and slowly walked down two floors before sitting down on the stairs on the 31st floor and resting for a while.

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Yin Xiaoli: [She's taking medicine, don't worry about it [screenshot of the chat with Muzhenxi]]

Xiao Jin smiled brightly.

Her expression was soft, one hand was still under her rib, and she typed back to her with one hand: [Thank you, I owe you another favor]