Chapter 65 (2/2)

”You have a fever.” Jin Beisen didn't explain it, but said on his own.

”Ah? How can I have a fever? ” Zhou man's pure face showed a brilliant smile, a neat row of bright teeth, like sunflowers bathed in the sun, which was very powerful, and Jin Beisen's mood was also involuntarily better.

In Zhou Manchun's impression, she hasn't had a fever for several years. Zhou Manchun has a bad constitution and is easy to catch a cold. Every cold is also caused by tonsillitis, but this time it seems that it's not the same as before.

”How do I know? You're a doctor, you don't know? ” Jin Beisen gave Zhou Manchun some empty answers and all the responsibility. In fact, why did Zhou Manchun have a fever is still clear to him.

Last night, the room has been air-conditioned, and Jin Beisen tossed Zhou Manchun all night, and the two still changed their postures from time to time. Zhou Manchun's whole body is almost exposed to the air. With the air conditioner blowing at her, Zhou Manchun, who has a poor constitution, has not escaped the fever.

”Please, I'm a cardiologist, not a physician.” Zhou Manchun doesn't forget to quarrel with Jin Beisen when he is weak.

”Do you want to sleep? Squint your eyes and go to sleep. ” Jin Beisen ordered Zhou Manchun to have a good rest.

Zhou Manchun smiled and waved, trying to get up from bed and go to work She had no idea that it was still early.

”Five.” Jin Beisen answered without expression, but there was a sense of teasing in his calm eyes.

Zhou Manchun thought it was five o'clock in the morning, and relieved, ”then I'll have a rest.”

”It's five o'clock in the evening, not in the morning.” Jin Beisen's lips are thin, and his dark eyes are deep.

”What! It's five o'clock in the evening! ” Zhou mantun cried out in surprise, and the whole man gasped heavily.

She's absent from work! Lao Li hasn't killed her yet! Zhou Manchun feels sad.

”You Why don't you wake me up. ” Zhou Manchun put tears on his eyes, tears in the corners of his eyes like broken pearls, plopping down.

Looking at her crying, Jin Beisen didn't feel very distressed, but he thought it was very interesting, because Zhou Manchun was so cute like a child.

”I called. You didn't wake up. You slept like a dead pig. What can I do?” Jin Beisen put Zhou Manchun down and moved his body. He shrugged and said innocently.

”What can I do now? I have to deduct my salary for absenteeism without any reason. There is no full attendance award at the end of the month.” Zhou Manchun's imagination is flying. In his mind, a lovely, long winged grandpa Mao appears, as if he is waving his hand to her and flying away.

”How much do you charge for a break? By the way, who said you were absent from work for no reason? ” Jin Beisen's Mo Mou narrowed, and his calm face fainted with an indescribable emotion.

”I didn't ask for leave, but I didn't call it unprovoked absenteeism!” Zhou Manchun said angrily, feeling that Jin Beisen intended to do all this.