Chapter 89

She is at home. How did Yan Beichen get into her room? How did he know she had a cold and a fever?

What's more, the two of them are in such an awkward relationship that they are not suitable to meet again, are they?

Ji Zitong just wants to say something, Yan Beichen shouts out the door.

"Doctor, the water is running out."

A middle-aged woman doctor in a white coat came in from the door and skillfully injected Ji Zitong.

Ji Zitong holding cotton needle, grateful to see the middle-aged female doctor.

"Thank you, doctor."

The female doctor looked at her with a gentle face and a smile: "you're welcome. How do you feel now?"

"My head is no longer painful, and I feel a lot more energetic."

"Well, you don't have a fever now, but..." the woman doctor turned back and told Yan Beichen: "although the patient's fever has subsided, she has a bad cold. She may still have a fever in the afternoon. If she still has a fever in the afternoon, she must be sent to the hospital immediately."

Yan Beichen: "good!"

"Well, Mr. Yan, I'll go back to the hospital first. You can call me if you need anything."

"Thank you, director Li."

Director Li took his medicine box and left Ji Zitong's apartment. Mingfei in the living room sent director Li out.

After seeing director Li out, Mingfei went out and didn't come back.

All the people left, only Yan Beichen and Ji Zitong were left in the bedroom, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Ji Zitong suddenly thought that it's already morning, and her working time has already passed.

"No, I didn't go to the law firm. The law firm must be worried."

Ji Zitong picked up his cell phone and found that his cell phone was turned off. It turned out that there was no electricity.

Last night when she got home, she was so tired that she simply washed and then lay down and didn't have time to recharge.

She wanted to charge her cell phone, but the charger was in the living room.

She looked at Yan Beichen awkwardly: "Mr. Yan, can you help me get the charger of my mobile phone in the living room? My cell phone is out of power. I'm afraid that if I don't go to the law firm, the people in the law firm will be worried. "

Yan Beichen: "I've asked for leave from your law firm."

Ji Zitong

Yan Beichen takes Ji Zitong's charger from the coffee table in the living room. Ji Zitong looks at Yan Beichen in surprise while charging his mobile phone.

"Mr. Yan, how do you know I didn't go to the law firm?"

"Our company decided to cooperate with your law firm. Your colleagues said that you didn't go to work today and the phone was turned off, so I came to your apartment to have a look."

Ji Zitong pulled the corner of the mouth awkwardly.

As a result, she was found with a high fever in her apartment.

"Well, thank you for today." Ji Zitong looks at him sincerely.

Yan Beichen: "want to drink water?"

Ji Zitong's throat is a burst of dry and intolerable, listen to Yan Beichen so ask, she repeatedly nods.

Yan Beichen turned around and went out. When he came back, he had a cup of warm water in his hand.

Ji Zitong Gulu Gulu big drink, accidentally drink choked, choked her cough.

Yan Beichen frowned and took the teacup in her hand. The other hand patted her gently on the back of her hand.

"Drink slowly, no one will fight with you."

By Yan Beichen such a comfort, a mouthful of saliva will Ji Zitong to choke, Ji Zitong cough for a while, it is not easy to recover.

Oh, my God, a mouthful of water almost killed her.

After Ji Zitong's recovery, Yan Beichen retracts his hand on her back and brings the glass of water back to Ji Zitong.

Ji Zitong drank water again, this just feels comfortable in the lung a lot.

"Thank you Ji Zitong embarrassedly handed the water cup back.

When Yan Beichen went out and came back, he had a bowl in his hand.

"You haven't eaten anything since yesterday. Your stomach should be very uncomfortable. This is the porridge from home. You can eat some."

Ji Zitong is grateful to take over the bowl.

"Thank you

After the cold got better, she was really a little hungry.

Yan Beichen's hand moved to the side for a while, dodged Ji Zitong's hand.

Ji Zitong

Isn't it for her? What do you mean, get out of the way?

Yan Beichen picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, gently blew it, and then sent it to Ji Zitong's lips.

Ji Zitong

Ji Zitong is petrified in an instant. Does he want to feed her?

Seeing Yan Beichen's hand frozen in the air, Ji Zitong is flattered and forgets how to react. For a while, she opens her mouth and swallows the porridge.

"Well, Mr. Yan, I'll do it myself."

"The doctor said that you are weak now. I'll feed you."

After that, another spoonful of porridge came to her mouth.

Ji Zitong quickly drank the spoonful of porridge again.

Sin, sin, she asked Yan Beichen to feed her porridge.

But now she did not have any strength, so she was forced to enjoy Yan Beichen's feeding.

I have to say that it's very stressful to be fed by Yan Beichen.

What are she and Yan Beichen?

They are neither lovers nor husband and wife, but Yan Beichen is doing to her what only a boyfriend or husband can do.

Forget it, I still don't think so much now.

Half of the porridge in the bowl is missing unconsciously.

When Yan Beichen wanted to scoop again, Ji Zitong said: "Mr. Yan, I've had enough."

Yan Beichen took back his hand and drew a piece out of the tissue box beside him. He raised his hand to reach her mouth.

Ji Zitong quickly grabbed the paper towel and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"I'll do it myself."

Yan Beichen didn't say anything. He picked up the bowl and stood up: "well, you've just had an injection, and you'll be very tired. You should lie down and have a rest for a while, and call me if you have anything."

Ji Zitong: "Mr. Yan, I'm fine. You'd better go back to the company. I can do it myself."

Yan Beichen didn't look back.

"I'm out there."

Having said that, Yan Beichen closed the bedroom door for Ji Zitong.

Ji Zitong

This time, she has a cold and high fever. If it wasn't for Yan Beichen, I'm afraid no one would find her dead in the apartment. In a way, Yan Beichen is her life-saving benefactor. It would be bad if she drove him away now.

Forget it, I still don't think much about it.

She yawned and the drowsiness kept coming. She lay down and soon fell into a sweet dream.

……

In the evening.

Yan Beichen works in Ji Zitong's narrow living room. Halfway through his work, Yan Beichen opens the bedroom door and looks inside.

Inside, Ji Zitong lies on the bed and still sleeps soundly.

Yan Beichen doesn't disturb Ji Zitong and takes the door gently.

Before he returned to the sofa, Ji Zitong's doorbell rang.

Yan Beichen frowned and turned to the door.

Just as he unlocked the door, a figure rushed in from the outside, hugging Yan Beichen tightly, accompanied by a man's excited voice.

"Angel baby, surprise ~ ~"

Yan Beichen

Hearing the knock, Ji Zitong got up and opened the bedroom doo