Chapter 163 (2/2)
He hurriedly called a doctor to measure Zhan beiheng's temperature.
High fever, 39 degrees seven.
When Lin Jiangxia heard this value, he was so surprised that his chin almost fell to the ground.
”How... How could it be so high!”
The doctor quickly wrote on the case splint with a pen, speculated and said: ”it may have been a little cold, and today it rained again, so the condition will get worse.”
”So what? What shall we do? ” Lin Jiangxia was so anxious that she stamped her feet, and her eyes were full of tears at the moment.
”Don't worry, I'll prescribe the medicine immediately.” The doctor looked at Lin Jiangxia in surprise and said, ”I'll arrange a blood test, but I think it's just a common viral cold. I don't think you need to worry so much, madam.”
After listening to the doctor, Lin Jiangxia wanted to punch the doctor's bald forehead.
What he said is easy. It's not your fiance who is emotionally ill. But probably because as a doctor, he has seen too many complex and even serious cases, a small cold, of course he won't be surprised.
The doctor left.
Lin Jiangxia sat beside the hospital bed with a distressed face, held Zhan beiheng's hand and said, ”brother Zhan, how do you feel?”
”Stay away from me.” He coughed.
”Ah?” Lin Jiangxia was stunned and suspected that she had heard wrong.
”The doctor said it was a viral cold. If you are so close to me, it will infect you.” Zhan beiheng coughed hard and looked very painful.
Lin Jiangxia frowned, raised her chin, looked at death and said, ”I'm not afraid of being infected. Brother Zhan, just infect me. Maybe brother Zhan can recover immediately after he infects me! ”
Of course, she didn't just talk. After that, she leaned down, most of her body next to his chest.
”Don't make trouble.” Zhan beiheng wants to push her away.
But perhaps because of a cold, he didn't even have the strength to push her away.
The nurse came and took Zhan beiheng's blood.
She frowned and looked at the scalp numb when the thick needle pierced Zhan beiheng's wrist skin. She fully collected the blood of three syringes, and the little nurse who sucked human blood left with satisfaction.
Lin Jiangxia pressed the bleeding hole for him with a cotton swab and rubbed it gently. Her eyes refused to move away from Zhan beiheng's cheek for a moment.
High fever seems to make Zhan beiheng's consciousness enter a chaotic state.
The blood test report came out soon. It was just a viral cold. There was no other infection.
Lin Jiangxia was relieved. Zhan beiheng, who was still sleepy in the hospital bed, was still a little flustered.
He didn't even eat dinner. He just drank some water and fell asleep again.
Despite the infusion, the high fever still didn't subside in the evening.
As night fell, Lin Jiangxia ran to the hospital bed, curled up beside him, turned sideways and looked at him.
It was so close that she could almost directly feel the hot temperature on his skin.
”Thirsty...” Zhan beiheng suddenly opened his mouth.
”What?” His voice was so low that she couldn't hear it clearly.
”Thirsty, very thirsty.” Zhan beiheng locked his eyebrows, but he didn't open his eyes, just muttered.
”OK, I'll pour you water.” Lin Jiangxia jumped out of bed eagerly.