Chapter 907
He Is Warmer Than Time
907 Chapter 933-be flexible
Song ran leaned into Gu jinghangâs arms and said weakly, â âThat Chu Yu, did she give me fake medicine?â
Gu jinghang did not know whether to laugh or cry. even our research Institute doesnât have any fake medicine that she wants to prescribe. Donât think too much about it. Donât be so petty. If you canât take it anymore, you can go to the infirmary again, okay? â
Song ran was brought to the infirmary by Gu jinghang. It was still Chu Yu. Song ran said weakly, â last night, I had tonsils and a little cough. Now, Iâm having a cough, a headache, a cold, and a fever. Chu Yu, what medicine did you prescribe me? â
Chu Yu took her temperature again. It was 39 degrees. She had a high fever.
She turned around and went to the small cabinet to get some medicine. Song ran called out, â âWhat are you doing?â
Chu Yu did not even turn her head. youâll have to get an injection this time to bring down your fever. You donât need any other medicine. Just take the one I got for you yesterday. Drink more hot water and donât catch a cold. Eat something light.
Chu Yu brought the sharp and thin needle over. Song ranâs face was as pale as a sheet. However, she did not utter a word as she did not want to embarrass herself in front of Chu Yu. She just took the needle without a sound.
After they left the infirmary, Gu jinghang asked, â âWhy arenât you afraid of injections anymore?â
Song ran scoffed. The injection was not as important as her reputation. She could not let Chu Yu have any chance to laugh at her.
When she returned to Gu jinghangâs dormitory, song ran had another meal before she collapsed on the sofa.
Gu jinghang touched her forehead from time to time. It was still hot and there were no signs of her fever subsiding.
âChu Yu must have prescribed me fake medicine,â song ran scoffed.
Gu jinghang carried her and walked towards the bedroom.
Song ran did not have any strength left and her voice was hoarse. âYouâre lying on the sofa, what are you doing?â
Gu jinghang placed her on the bed and drew the curtains. Then, he turned around and pressed himself against her before he started to unbutton his shirt.
Song ranâs entire body felt weak and powerless. She did not even put up a symbolic struggle.âGu jinghang, what are you doing?â
Gu jinghangâs face was solemn and he said in a serious tone, â âIâm helping you sweat.â
Two hours later, Gu jinghang helped song ran, who was drenched in sweat, change into a clean set of pajamas. He then wiped her body with a hot towel and covered her with a thin blanket. Song ran glared at him sadly but did not even have the strength to speak.
Half an hour later, Gu jinghang took her temperature with a mercury thermometer.
He held the thermometer in his hand and looked at it under the light. Then, he turned to her and smiled.â37 degrees. Look, itâs still effective.â
Song ran reached out and pinched his waist. itâs obvious that the injection is taking effect. Why do you have to put your arm around your head? shameless.
Gu jinghang touched her face and said,âdidnât you say that Chu Yu prescribed you fake medicine? It was me who helped you sweat that your fever went down.â
Song ran was drowsy and did not have the energy to respond to him. She closed her eyes and went back to the Duke of Zhou.
She was tired, extremely tired. Perhaps Gu jinghangâs trick was somewhat effective. After all, she really sweated a lot. She would not sweat as much as she did even if she drank ten glasses of hot water.
In short, it was fine as long as the fever had subsided.
Song ran slept all the way until eight o âclock. It was already dark outside. Gu jinghang cooked some plain porridge and stir-fried vegetables. It was a light taste. He carried a small tray into the room and fed her the porridge spoon by spoon.
Once song ranâs fever subsided, she felt much better. However, her limbs were still soft and weak. She allowed him to serve her in peace. He had a lot of experience serving her. He was very familiar with bathing, dressing, and feeding her.
She raised her foot and kicked his leg, whispering, â âI canât sleep with you in the summer anymore.â