Auteur: Su Zhishui Traduction automatique
God knows how much Fang Shaoan wanted to scold her right now, but he didn't know how to cherish his own body!
Seeing her little face that was beginning to turn red from the fever and her dry and cracked lips, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He couldn't even say a word of reprimand.
"Get up and put on your clothes. Let's go to the hospital. " He reached out and pinched the space between his eyebrows, trying to make his tone better.
Seeing how pitiful she was when she was sick, he didn't want to scold her.
"I'm not going... " a muffled voice came from under the blanket, "just take some fever medicine. "
Zuo Xiaoran covered herself, unwilling to move.
"then take the medicine first. " Fang Shaoan took out the fever medicine from the first-aid kit.
Zuo Xiaoran then pulled down the blanket. When she opened her eyes, she saw the fever medicine and hot water in front of her. Her nose instantly turned sour.
"You know how to do this? " She was a little surprised.
"I'm not a fool. Can't I find a medicine? " Fang Shaoan lamented. This woman really looked down on him! ! !
"Oh... " Zuo Xiaoran nodded embarrassedly. She obediently took the medicine and lay back under the blanket.
Fang Shaoan pinched the corner of the blanket for her and brought a wet towel to apply on her forehead. He took her temperature every half an hour. Seeing that she had taken the medicine and fell asleep in a daze, Fang Shaoan let out a sigh of relief.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was actually sweating all over... ... His shirt was almost soaked ...
The one who was sick was clearly the one on the bed. Why did it seem like he had suffered a great sin?
Smiling helplessly, Fang Shaoan touched Zuo Xiaoran's forehead again. "You sleep. I'll go out for a while. "
"HMM... " Zuo Xiaoran snorted. In fact, she did not hear what he said at all. She was only immersed in her exhaustion.
Seeing this, Fang Shaoan curled his lips, took the key from the entrance, and turned to leave.
There were no branded stores outside the neighborhood. Fang Shaoan bought a set of clothes that were passable, then went to buy some porridge and went back.
Two aunties were taking the elevator together.
They were talking about the most gossipy thing in the neighborhood recently.
"It's our building. Didn't we have a pretty little girl living in it? I heard that she hooked up with a rich man. Two days ago, her mother even came knocking on her door! She's even throwing money downstairs to tell that little girl to stay away from her son! "
"Is that so? That day, I happened to go to the square to dance. I came back late and didn't see anything! I was wondering why there are always people looking at our three buildings. "
"They're all good things! In this day and age, when you get married, you really have to be of equal status. Tell me, that little girl has a pretty good temper. She didn't cry or make a fuss. If it were me, I would have scolded her back on the spot. "
"WHO says so! She thinks that she's a high-class person just because she has two dollars. She's so arrogant! "
After the two of them finished chatting, they went downstairs on the thirteenth floor.
Fang Shaoan continued to go up, but his thoughts were stuck on the conversation he had just heard.
He didn't know that Zuo Xiaoran was the heroine of the conversation. He just understood why Zuo Xiaoran was so unwilling to accept him through this incident.
Was it really so important to be of equal status?
Forget about the person in person, the spittle of others could drown a person.
As she was deep in thought, the elevator opened with a Ding.
In the house.
Zuo Xiaoran had woken up from a nap. Her mind was much clearer, but her body was still a little heavy and tired.
She got up to find water to drink and looked around the house, but she could not find any sign of Fang Shaoan.