039 What should I do with you?

"Yi Shu..." Song Chun walked over and whispered to her.

His back to his figure still did not move. "Yi Shu?" He bent down to look at her face. He saw that her eyebrows frowned, her cheeks flushed, and her slightly biting lips were as red as blood.

When she approached, she noticed that in fact, she was trembling all over. He frowned slightly and put his hand on her forehead. The hot touch from the palm of his hand changed his face. The next second, he picked her up and put it back **, and then went back to his room to change her clothes and hugged her and hurried out of the door. Doctor, how is she? Looking at the girl whose face was still red, Song Chun's face was full of worry. She is in a coma caused by a high fever. The doctor on duty in the emergency room looked at Song Chun and rolled his eyes at him. "You men know how to be busy all day long. Your wife has a fever at home like this. Do you know that if you don't send her to the hospital tonight, she will be a fool tomorrow morning." Er... Song Chun's lips twitched, but there was nothing he could do. He could only stand quietly and listen to the doctor's lesson.

"Don't think it's better to take some medicine for a cold and fever. It's dangerous to have a high fever like her, and it will also cause pneumonia. It's too late to be sent to the hospital at that time. It is said that older men know how to love people. Why are you so careless? Song Chun didn't say another word when the doctor inexplicably crowned him with a trumped charge until he left. He also did not explain that he and Zhou Yushu were not husband and wife. I'm afraid that the more he explained, the more the doctor said. A man came to the hospital in the middle of the night with a girl in pajamas in his arms. In this case, no matter how he explained it, he wanted to cover it up. Soon after the doctor left, a nurse came in to give Zhou Yushu a drip. Despite being in a coma, Zhou Yishu is still a very uncooperative patient. Perhaps because of human instinctive reaction, when the nurse pricked her a needle, Zhou Yushu, who felt pain, would shrink her hands reflexively.

"What's wrong with this patient? He is too uncooperative." The nurse repeatedly wanted to do it. Zhou Yushu withdrew her hand, so she lost her good face. "Hold her and don't let her move. If it goes on like this, I think she will move around and get the needle off even if the needle is pricked."

Song Chun glanced at the slightly impatient nurse, turned his eyes to the face of the girl who was unwilling to cooperate in a coma, gently hugged her into her arms, and handed her hand that had been disinfected several times to the nurse. I don't know if I feel the familiar atmosphere of Song Chun. He was held in his arms like a child, and his wrist was gently held by him. Zhou Weishu was not resisting. Only at the moment when the needle pierced her skin, she subconsciously got closer to Song Chun's arms, and the facial features on her face were entangled, showing an expression of grievance as if she were about to cry. Song Chun held one of her wrists in one hand and pressed her head in the other to let her lean against her chest. He whispered in a low voice, and a touch of unconscious gentleness appeared on his handsome face: "Baby, don't be afraid. I'm here. It hurts, and it will be fine right away." The nurse twitched the corners of her mouth and glanced at Zhou Yishu, with a look of envy and hatred. When the nurse came out of the ward, Song Chun gently wanted to put Zhou Yishu back to the disease**, but the person in his arms looked reluctant, with a small mouth, and he was very reluctant to leave this soft and comfortable embrace.

Afraid that Zhou Yishu would touch the needle in her hand, Song Chun held her in his arms and did not move.

She really burned lightly. Through the clothes, Song Chun could feel the hot temperature on Zhou Yushu's body.

In fact, Zhou Yushu will have a high fever, and he is not surprised at all.

It rained so heavily during the day today, but she has been getting caught in the rain outside. No wonder she doesn't have a fever.

Thinking of this, Song Chun felt regretful and distressed for a while.

If only if she went to the company to find Ouyang Luo, he would have asked Ouyang Luo to send her home directly.

It's less than half of the drops, and Zhou Yushu's clothes are already wet.

Her eyes were closed, as if she was sleeping very uneasily, and she dreamed a few words from time to time.

In order to make Zhou Yishu sweat, Song Chun wrapped her tightly with a quilt. Zhou Yishu may feel hotter, and her body began to twist restlessly, so that Song Chun almost couldn't hold her.

"Good boy, don't move." Song Chun put his lips to her ear and coaxed her gently.

However, this trick works very well at ordinary times, but it has no effect this time. Zhou Yishu still rubs around in his arms like a caterpillar.

Looking at the extremely restless person in his arms, Song Chun was at a loss for a moment. Unconsciously, his forehead was also covered with a thin layer of sweat.

In the end, he simply chose the most direct and effective method.

Seal it with a kiss.

Because Zhou Yishu has a fever, her lips are also hot. Song Chun's lips and tongue seem to melt in an instant, and the taste is very wonderful.

His kiss went deeper and deeper, and the girl in his arms finally calmed down, but his breathing gradually became out of order.

Song Chun originally wanted to stop and let the girl in his arms calm down, but unconsciously, he also fell into it. The soothing kiss was mixed with the breath of lust, and even his breathing was chaotic.

When his hand touched the button under the quilt, Song Chun woke up in an instant.

Looking at the girl's flushed cheeks and obviously red and swollen lips, Song Chun couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

He is not an unintended young boy. He has always thought that he can restrain his desire well, but now he feels that there is an emotion in every part of his body, always breaking free from his body.

He has seen countless women. She is not the most beautiful or the best, but she can unconsciously walk deeply into his heart.

Song Chun frowned and gently put the sleeping girl on **, while he sat on the chair by the bed and watched a drop of potion fall and kept losing his mind.

When the three bottles are finished, it will be almost dawn.

After the doctor came to take Zhou Yushu's temperature, he said, "The patient's fever has subsided now, but he is still very weak and needs to be hospital for observation for a long time."

"Since her fever has subsided, why hasn't she woken up?"

Song Chun looked at the person who was still sleeping and asked with his eyebrows.

"Didn't I just say that she is very weak now, which is also normal. You don't have to worry. I'll prescribe some more medicine later and let her take it for two or three days. It's almost enough to consolidate it. The doctor said and went out.

Song Chun looked up at the clock on the wall, took out his mobile phone and called Ouyang Luo. He went to the window and explained today's work to him. He hung up the phone. The moment he turned around, he was facing a pair of eyes mixed with surprise and surprise.

At this moment, Zhou Yishu thought she was dreaming. She didn't expect to see the man who made her dream and couldn't give up as soon as she opened her eyes.

However, she knew that she was not dreaming, because she heard his voice on the phone just now, which was so familiar and real.

Why is that? Isn't he unwilling to be with her? Doesn't he want her? Why does she appear in front of her now, and where is she now?

There was a pungent smell of disinfectant in her nose. Zhou Yushu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was now in the hospital.

As if he had read the doubts in her eyes, Song Chun went to the bedside and said to her, "You had a high fever last night. I sent you to the hospital."