Thousands of Heartbeats

After Yan Qiuzhi got home, her head seemed to hurt even more.

She dragged a heavy step, lay down on the sofa without changing her clothes, and reached out to touch her forehead.

After thinking for a few seconds, he picked up the phone and wanted to send a message to Chen Lunan.

But after typing a few words, he put it down again.

She was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but she was lazy and didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

It's been a long time since she had a fever and a cold. There was a violent feeling and knocked her down.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, many people appeared in front of Yan Qiuzhi's eyes, including his mother, his neighbors when he was a child, the kittens he had raised at home before, and many familiar and unfamiliar people... In the end, there were still Chen Lunan.

Yan Qiuzhi frowned, unable to understand why he dreamed of Chen Lunan again.

Obviously, this person doesn't appear in my dreams. Why come so frequently recently? It's annoying.

Yan Qiuzhi stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to wave the person in his dream away. She didn't want Chen Lunan, she wanted her mother.

...

Chen Lunan bowed his head, his eyebrows furrowed as he listened to her muttering in her ears.

He paused for a while, and just about to pick him up, Yan Qiuzhi reached out his hand again, hugged him as a whole, and rubbed him in his arms.

The lighting in the room has been changed from bright white woven lights to dim warm colors, which are the most suitable for sleeping, making people concealed in the night.

He took the opportunity to sit down next to him, and did not pull Yan Qiuzhi's hand away.

Chen Lunan reached out and touched her forehead.

It's hot.

He didn't change his posture, so he called someone directly.

"where."

Fu Yanzhi's voice is clear, even at night, as always.

"how."

"Yan Yan has a fever."

Chen Lunan said, "Come and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanzhi said coldly: "If you have a fever, you should take her to the emergency."

Chen Lunan's air pressure dropped a little bit, and said impatiently, "Hurry up."

He smiled, "How much?"

"very hot."

Fu Yanzhi paused: "Take the temperature first, I will come over now."

"Ok."

When Fu Yanzhi arrived, Yan Qiuzhi had already burned to 39 degrees. He glanced around and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Chen Lunan: "The recording of variety shows fell into the water."

"Just these few days?"

"Ok."

Fu Yanzhi frowned, "You didn't go?"

Chen Lunan didn't say a word.

He didn't say much, and handed him the medicine he bought from downstairs: "Take her first and see what's going on tonight."

"Ok."

"Call me if you have something."

Chen Lunan looked at him: "Are you not single?"

...?

Fu Yanzhi felt that it was probably late at night, and he didn't even turn his mind for a moment.

A few seconds later, he pointed and said, "You mean let me sleep in the guest room and allow me the surgeon to leave after Yan Yan is fine?"

Chen Lunan did not speak, but the meaning was obvious.

He planned it this way.

It's rare for Fu Yanzhi to see him like this, and he was silent for a few seconds and said, "I can't help you with this."

"Thanks."

Fu Yanzhi said "Um" and walked to the guest room on the first floor: "Call me directly if you have anything."

"know."

After Fu Yanzhi entered the guest room, Chen Lunan bent down and carried the person upstairs.

After putting on the bed, he got up and went downstairs to get the water, and took the medicine by the way, but Yan Qiuzhi didn't cooperate well with the medicine. She was afraid of hardship, let alone being sick, and she was a bit headstrong.

Chen Lunan helped her get up to take the medicine, Yan Qiuzhi's lips touched his palm several times, but he didn't take the anti-fever medicine.

"Yan Yan."

Chen Lunan's voice was low, "Take the medicine."

"No."

Yan Qiuzhi was also a little awake this time, and said, "I don't want to take medicine."

She acted like a baby with Chen Lunan: "I just need to sleep, I don't take medicine."

Chen Lunan's heart moved, a sentence came to his lips, and he pressed it back.

"It will be better if you eat," he coaxed in a low voice.

"so bitter."

Yan Qiu's mouth narrowed, just like a child: "I don't want it."

Chen Lunan never thought that the sick Yan Qiuzhi would be like this. He patiently said in a low voice, "It won't be bitter, there will be sweet things after eating."

"What's sweet?"

Chen Lunan was dumb, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her lips. Just about to speak, Yan Qiuzhi asked, "Is it a cake?"

"Ok."

Chen Lunan said: "There will be cakes after eating."

"it is good."

Yan Qiuzhi opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine, frowning all his brows.

Chen Lunan filled her with some water so that she felt better, but what Fu Yanzhi threw to him was not only the anti-fever medicine, but also a cold medicine.

"Drink this."

Yan Qiuzhi half-opened his eyes to look at the dark thing, without even wanting to refuse: "Don't drink."

As she said, she shrank slowly, trying to hide under the blanket.

Chen Lunan was patiently anxious, holding the back of her head and pouring her the medicine down.

Yan Qiuzhi coughed twice, just about to curse, a candy was stuffed in his mouth. Before she had time to react, Chen Lunan bowed her head and kissed her again.

For a few minutes, Yan Qiuzhi couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.

Her little temper was instantly suppressed, and she subconsciously dived into Chen Lunan's arms.

...

The next day, when Yan Qiuzhi woke up, his head no longer hurts.

She turned over, and just about to move, she found herself curled up in Chen Lunan's arms.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and carefully removed her feet and hands from Chen Lunan, pulling the quilt into her.

The memory of last night came to mind, but Yan Qiuzhi didn't remember it very clearly.

But she vaguely felt that she had always been in a warm embrace last night, circling her tightly, and occasionally when she was half-dreaming and half-awake, she also had a hand against her forehead. She always felt that it was the gentle Chen Lunan, but after thinking about it, Yan Qiuzhi felt that it should be her own illusion.

How could Chen Lunan be so gentle.

She struggled for a few seconds, and just about to lift the quilt, the person next to her moved first.

Yan Qiuzhi stiffened and turned to look at him: "Are you awake?"

Chen Lunan looked at her: "Yeah."

Yan Qiuzhi felt his indifference from getting up early, and deeply believed that he was right-it was definitely not Chen Lunan who was gentle last night, it should be a doctor or someone possessed.

She was thinking, and a sentence came in her ear: "How do you feel?"

Yan Qiuzhi was taken aback, and said quickly: "It's good, my head doesn't seem to hurt so much."

Chen Lunan nodded and went into the bathroom.

The two went downstairs after washing, Yan Qiuzhi still saw a lot of medicine on the table.

She glanced away and looked away from the kitchen, "Auntie asked for leave again today?"

"No."

As soon as Yan Qiuzhi wanted to ask, Chen Lunan went to the kitchen.

She followed and glanced, there was porridge in the pot.

Yan Qiuzhi blinked and looked at Chen Lunan holding a bowl of porridge.

Serve two bowls of millet porridge.

She looked down and looked at the two light bowls of porridge on the table: "Shall we have porridge today?"

Chen Lunan raised his eyelids to look at her: "You can't eat anything else."

"..."

Yan Qiu was choked. Just when she wanted to refute, Chen Lunan said, "Fu Yanzhi said it."

In an instant, Yan Qiuzhi's words pressed back.

"He's here?"

"Ok."

Yan Qiuzhi has a little impression, but his memory is not deep.

She recalled for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Why don't you call the family doctor to come over?"

"Too troublesome."

Yan Qiuzhi listened and couldn't help kicking him: "So you let Fu Yanzhi this surgeon come and prescribe me a cold and fever medicine?"

Chen Lunan did not deny it.

"Where does Fu Yanzhi live now."

Yan Qiuzhi drank the millet porridge he disliked and asked.

Chen Lunan said a place.

Yan Qiuzhi raised his eyebrows: "It's pretty close, isn't it in the neighborhood next door to us?"

"Ok."

Yan Qiuzhi said "Oh" and didn't think deeply.

This area can be regarded as a luxury community, whether it is a group of villas or high-rise buildings, it is quite high-end. Fu Yanzhi looked like a rich owner, and lived there normally.

After drinking the millet porridge, Yan Qiuzhi lazily crawled back to the sofa to rest, half-lying and started watching TV.

She has no work today, except for an awards ceremony tomorrow night.

Yan Qiuzhi lay half on the sofa and cried to Shen Muqing.

Yan Qiuzhi: [I have a fever. 】

Shen Muqing: [Just let your husband kiss, it's useless to find me. 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [...]

Shen Muqing: [Hahahahahaha, don't I know you yet? 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [I drank a bowl of millet porridge in the morning, Chen Lunan was too stingy, and I didn’t prepare Xiaolongbao. 】

Shen Muqing: [Hmm! That's right, then. 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [I'm lying on the sofa now, with cakes, milk tea, hot pot, barbecue, and the crayfish we ate last time...]

...

Shen Muqing had to convince this person.

She glanced at Yan Qiuzhi's message and thought with her toes to know what she meant.

But very helpless, Shen Muqing will not be in City A this time, she is filming on the crew.

After thinking for a while, Shen Muqing continued to send her a message: [I am filming in the crew, you come to visit the class and I will take you to eat? 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [It's too far, I don't want to come back after I go. 】

Shen Muqing: [...You are enough, can I send it to you? 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [Yes, find someone who can deliver to my house so that Chen Lunan will not drive people out. 】

Shen Muqing: [Why don't you find someone to send it by yourself. 】

Yan Qiuzhi: [... Chen Lunan will scold me. 】

If Shen Muqing believed her nonsense, her surname would not be Shen.

Having said that, for Yan Qiuzhi's gluttony, Shen Muqing still called Jiang Chen very vigorously and returned the news to her after the arrangements were made.

In an instant, Yan Qiuzhi was happy. She took the remote control on one side and turned on the TV, looking for variety shows to watch.

When Chen Lunan came down from the stairs, he saw Yan Qiuzhi half lying on the sofa watching TV.

He glanced at a TV not far away, which was a talent show, and in a blink of an eye, about five or six boys appeared.

Yan Qiuzhi looked very happy, she was half lying down and smiling, her eyes crooked.

Probably because the fever hasn't gone completely, his face is a little pale, and his energy is down.

In addition, she has a cold and white complexion, and she looks sickly, just like a sick beauty.

"Have you taken medicine?"

Yan Qiuzhi was taken aback, then turned to look at him: "...no."

Chen Lunan frowned.

Yan Qiuzhi looked at him, "Can you help me get it."

"No."

Chen Lunan refused mercilessly.

Yan Qiu choked up, not angry: "Oh, then wait until I finish reading this short paragraph."

She is looking at Xiao Xianrou, and no one can turn her eyes away.

Looking around, Yan Qiuzhi asked, "By the way, this handsome boy belongs to your company."

She looked at Chen Lunan, "Can you ask for an autographed photo for me?"

She is quite optimistic about this little fresh meat. She is handsome, can sing and dance. Although she talks less, she can definitely become a new generation of male gods.

Chen Lunan turned his head, fixed his gaze on the big face that appeared on the TV, and was silent for a few seconds: "No."

"..."

"Why?" Yan Qiu didn't know why.

She looked at Chen Lunan, a little unhappy and said, "You are too stingy, I'm your wife anyway, can't you ask for a signature?"

She whispered: "When I was recording the show that day when I heard Teacher Tong said that she was very optimistic about you, Mr. Xu Song also arranged for you to meet for dinner. I didn't ask you to take me to see him. You just need an autograph. Refused."

Yan Qiuzhi lay on the sofa with emotion: "I really am not you--"

Before he finished speaking, a figure fell in front of him, blocking Yan Qiuzhi's sight.

She frowned. "What are you doing?"

Putting a glass of water and medicine on the coffee table, Chen Lunan's face was scary and his voice was low: "Take the medicine."

Yan Qiuzhi: "..."

She looked at Chen Lunan for two seconds, "Oh."

She took the medicine weakly and wrinkled her face together.

"so bitter."

Yan Qiuzhi swallowed with difficulty, and said unhappily, "I suspect that you murdered deliberately."

Chen Lunan: "..."

Sometimes he really doesn't understand Yan Qiuzhi's brain circuits.

Yan Qiuzhi looked at him: "Did Fu Yanzhi say when I can eat heavy flavors?"

"A week later."

Yan Qiuzhi sighed and lay on the table and said, "Is he helping you take revenge on me?"

"Does it take a week to keep a fever."

Chen Lunan did not speak.

Yan Qiuzhi muttered beside him, "What about the little cake, when can I eat it."

"Too sweet."

...?

Chen Lunan said unhurriedly: "It will affect the efficacy of the medicine."

Yan Qiu choked to live.

She said "Oh": "I Baidu Baidu."

After Baidu finished, Yan Qiuzhi quietly put down the phone.

What is wrong? It is said that cake will increase the burden on the gastrointestinal tract during fever, which is not conducive to the recovery of the disease.

Yan Qiuzhi lay weakly on the sofa, feeling that there was no hope in life.

She glanced at the TV, and the handsome Xiao Xianrou seemed unattractive to her.

Dejected, the doorbell rang.

Chen Lunan looked at her and got up to open the door.

Jiang Chen appeared at the door carrying the cake and greeted them enthusiastically: "Yan Yan, I'm here to give you the cake."

Chen Lunan lowered his head and closed the door without hesitation after seeing the cake in Jiang Chen's hand.

...