Chapter 16: Do You Want Me to Feed You in a Different Way?

Seeing her like this, Mo Jingshen took her temperature directly, and then Ji Nuan heard him say, "Thirty-nine degrees."

"Yeah! Why did the wife suddenly burn like this after taking a shower? The temperature is too high!" Sister Chen became anxious as soon as she heard it: "The wife was also ill some time ago, but she kept herself locked in the room, and the food was not available. I don't even know what to do without taking medicine or taking medicine. Fortunately, Mr. Mo is at home this time, otherwise..."

"Go get the ice pack." Mo Jingshen interrupted her lightly.

Sister Chen's chatter stopped immediately, and then hurried out to find an ice pack.

Ji Nuan knew that every time she caught a cold, she would inevitably have a fever, and she was used to it, and Mo Jingshen also knew that, so she often told her not to catch a cold.

"Come on, take the medicine." Mo Jingshen helped her sit up from the bed.

She sat, leaned against his arms, did not move, only frowned when he fed the antipyretic medicine to his mouth, she really rarely took medicine before, because she had to drink traditional Chinese medicine every day after she caught cold when she was a child After recuperation, she later rejected any bitter medicine, and would rather sleep with her head covered than taking medicine for a few days.

"Be obedient, take the medicine." Mo Jingshen coaxed her in a low voice.

She put her head in his arms, opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were a little begging, could she not eat?

He was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Do you want me to feed you in another way?"

Ji Nuan asked in a low voice curiously, "What method?"

Are you going to prepare some candy for her? When she was a child, taking medicine, Ji's servant aunt really always prepared a lot of fruit candies for her to put on the bedside under her coquetry.

However, there was no sugar as expected, and Mo Jingshen brought the medicine directly to his mouth under her gaze.

Ji Nuan understood immediately, raised his hand to block it, carefully pressed his hand, and fed the pills into his mouth.

Although she didn't object to him feeding herself mouth-to-mouth, she still didn't want to infect him with the cold.

Bitterness spread in her mouth, she frowned, hurriedly took the glass he handed over and took a gulp of warm water, swallowed the medicine, but felt her throat was bitter.

"so bitter."

"Knowing that you can't catch a cold, you don't even wear a coat when you go out. Do you want me to be locked in the imperial garden every autumn and winter and not allowed to go out?" Mo Jingshen touched the still wet hair on her head, and said in a deep voice: " Sit down, don't lie down, dry your hair before going to sleep."

Ji Nuan still leaned against his arms and refused to move. He just drank a few sips of water and didn't feel as uncomfortable as before, but he didn't have much strength.

Seeing her ill and dependent appearance, Mo Jingshen sighed deeply, and simply got up and went to find the hair dryer and plug it in by the bed.

Sitting on the bed, Ji Nuan really didn't have the strength to blow her hair by herself. She turned her head to look at him, and just wanted to act coquettishly and let him blow for her. Before she could say anything, she heard the sound of the blower in his hands.

The warm wind blew through her hair and warmly on her scalp. She was still a little dizzy, and because of those nightmares just now, she felt that her mental state was like stepping on the edge of a cliff. It was tense, but the sudden warmth and comfort made her whole body relax instantly, and after blowing it for a few minutes, a deep sense of sleepiness struck.

Cold medicines and antipyretics have a bit of hypnotic ingredients, Ji Nuan closed his eyes and was drowsy.

When her hair was completely dried, Mo Jingshen turned off the blow dryer, and she was about to fall down when she tilted.

Mo Jingshen took action to support her. Seeing that she was falling asleep too quickly, he just leaned on his arms so quietly, only her quiet and even breathing was in the air.

He sighed softly and leaned over to lay her down on the bed.

His eyes inadvertently touched her body, which was wrapped in the towel. Just now in the bathroom, he could only pull out one hand to help her wrap the towel. Now it has loosened a lot from her body, and the Ning Baixue on her chest is about to come out softly. ,

Long hair hangs down, half-covered.

She was completely soft and relaxed in his arms, Mo Jingshen's pupils slowly darkened, and at the same time she felt cold on her hands.

His body was hot, but his hands were cold. He breathed slightly, held her hand, and placed it in his palm. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and he looked at her snow-white feet that were exposed outside the bath towel.

When I touched it, I found that her feet were also cold, as cold as her hands, especially in his palm, which made him frown.

Ji Nuan hummed softly in his sleep, as if he hummed comfortably because of the sudden warmth from his hands and feet: "Well..."

Mo Jingshen put the quilt over her, making sure that only her head was exposed from the top of her body. Her hand gently stroked her hot forehead and slowly slid down the soft hair on top of her head.

In fact, Ji Nuan didn't sleep soundly. Her body was already hot, and her whole body was covered. When she was hot, she felt more and more uncomfortable. She struggled faintly, but was held back by him.

"Mr. Mo." Sister Chen pushed open the door and walked in, putting the ice pack aside. Seeing that Ji Nuan was already asleep, she whispered, "I just made some food for my wife and cooked porridge. I want her to Would you like to eat some? She hasn't had dinner yet."

"Keep the porridge hot and eat it when she wakes up."

Even if she were to sit up now, she would probably be so sleepy that she struggled to open her mouth.

"Okay, then...Sir, go and rest, leave it to me, and I'll take care of my wife."

"No, I'm here tonight."

...

Although Ji Nuan was very sleepy, she hadn't slept very well all the time. She felt like her bedside was sagging a little while she was half asleep. She had already covered her body with some sweat. They all had an expression of self-disgust. A few seconds later, she was carried into her arms, and the quilt on her body was firmly covered, and no gap was exposed.

"It's so hot..." she said in a daze.

Mo Jingshen hugged her beside her, covering her with the quilt she tried to kick away again and again.

Until her hands and feet were no longer so cold, and her body temperature dropped a lot because she was covered with sweat, Mo Jingshen stroked her sweaty hair: "Be patient, it won't be so uncomfortable when the fever subsides, um ?"

She quieted down.

In the middle of the night, Ji Nuan suddenly woke up for a while and looked at the man who was close at hand.

Because of the high fever, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked at him silently.

After Mo Jingshen was watched by her for a minute, she opened her eyes and said, "Wake up? Sister Chen has been warming the porridge for you. Get up and eat some."

He got up.

Ji Nuan hurriedly grabbed his hand and refused to let go: "I won't eat, don't leave..."

The dependence and nostalgia in the voice are undisguised.

Mo Jingshen's movement to draw his hand stopped just like that.

It wouldn't be surprising if it was just coquettish with a fever, but such fragility and fear should not appear on Ji Nuan's body.