Chapter 23

Zhao Shuming’s size and weight was a bit too heavy for her, Jiang Yimiao’s entire body was brought to the bed by him, and in order to hold onto Zhao Shuming, she sat on the edge of his bed.

Jiang Yimiao glanced down and saw Zhao Shuming’s reddened ears, and the familiar scent of Zhao Shuming’s body was all around her, a gentle fragrance just like him.

She snapped her fingers and thought to herself, “Why is she still thinking about whether Zhao Shuming smells good or not at this hour?

Jiang Yimiao slightly lowered her head, and his forehead was pressed against her lower jaw, so hot that she couldn’t stand it a bit.

“How did you suddenly get a fever.” Her tightly locked brows were filled with worry, and her palm was once again pressed against Zhao Shuming’s forehead.

Zhao Shuming didn’t avoid her palm, instead he rubbed his head over, his lower jaw brushing against Jiang Yimiao’s shoulder sockets, making her feel a little tickled.

Just as she subconsciously wanted to push Zhao Shuming away, his hand suddenly circled up, his tone still low, “It’s cold, Miao Miao.”

“Cold?” The last time Jiang Yimiao had a fever was during the flu period a month ago, and at that time, she was also very cold, and her whole body was so cold inside and out that she couldn’t stop shivering. She hadn’t had a fever for a long time after this flu, but in her own vague memory, she felt cold every time she had a fever.

Thinking of the state she was in when she was carrying the flu by herself for a few days, Jiang Yimiao involuntarily shivered and felt as if she was also a little cold.

Zhao Shuming was probably too cold, so cold that he subconsciously hugged her, his hand was wrapped around her waist, and Jiang Yimiao looked down at his arm that was half curled up with his shirt, and then reached back to hug him, “Is it cold?”

“Uh-huh.” He lowered his head and answered in a low voice, his body still pressed tightly into her arms.

Zhao Shuming’s entire body was so hot, so hot that Jiang Yimiao was getting worried, she had to subconsciously hug Zhao Shuming tighter, “Have you not taken your fever-reducing medicine yet, there’s a fever-reducing medicine in my medicine box, I’ll go get it for you.”

She looked around and picked up Zhao Shuming’s quilt on the bed and wrapped it around him, “I’ll go get the medicine for you first.”

Zhao Shuming looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly, nodding gently at her.

Jiang Yimiao quickly walked over to the TV cabinet and pulled open the drawer to open the medicine box, while she was still thankful that there were still fever-reducing medicines in the house, she soon got another five thunderbolts of news, her fever-reducing medicines were softened by moisture.

Because the doctor only prescribed three tablets of fever-reducing medicine to her, and the medicine is directly dismantled in a paper bag, the preservation effect is naturally far less good than the tinfoil medicine board, the recent rainy weather, the medicine did not get moldy is also considered a miracle.

Jiang Yimiao’s hand gently pinched, the medicine changed shape.

She threw away the medicine along with the paper bag and went back to Zhao Shuming’s room, he obediently laid down on the bed, the quilt was still in the state that she had just covered him with.

Jiang Yimiao sat back on the bed, frowned and said with some sadness, “The medicine is bad.”

She used the back of her hand to test the temperature of his forehead again, “It’s really hot, let’s go straight to the hospital.”

With that, she grabbed Zhao Shuming’s arm and tried to pull him back up.

Zhao Shuming, however, shook his head towards her, “Miao Miao, you go eat dinner first, I’ve made …… it.”

I don’t know if it was because of the wind chill and cold, Zhao Shuming’s voice sounded a bit nasal, and it sounded like it had a petulant undertone.

“It’s already this time, what kind of dinner is there, first send you to the hospital to see a doctor.” Jiang Yimiao wrinkled her eyebrows and crossed her arms.

He, however, lowered his eyebrows in an aggrieved manner, “You go eat first, it won’t take much time. I already drank some congee in advance.”

In fact, from childhood to adulthood it was Zhao Shuming who gave way to her, but in certain things he was even more stubborn than she was, such as when she was a child Zhao Shuming didn’t give her too much ice cream.

Another example was him insisting that she go ahead and eat dinner now.

“I’m not going to the hospital if you don’t eat.” He brushed his head away.

“Fine, fine, I’ll eat dinner first and we’ll go to the hospital later.”

Obviously the one who had always been older was Zhao Shuming, and the one who could coax people was also Zhao Shuming, but he was very much like a petulant husband who would rely on people every time he got sick, even though Zhao Shuming had gotten sick only a handful of times.

“Then you can sleep for a while first, I’ll have a full meal soon.” Jiang Yimiao tested the temperature of his forehead again, she didn’t know if it was due to an illusion, she always felt that his body temperature was getting higher.

“Don’t be in a hurry, take your time, I’ll be fine.” Zhao Shuming looked up at her eyes and raised his hand to smooth her furrowed brows, “It’s just a fever.”

“Hmm.” Jiang Yimiao said and flamed out of the room, sitting down at the dining table to quickly settle this dinner.

Zhao Shuming sighed heavily, he hadn’t had a fever for a long, long time, the feeling of being sick like this was unfamiliar and difficult for him, he just felt bloated and sore all over his body, and the feeling of hot and cold intertwined with each other made him feel bad.

But River was worried about him now, and the sickness was worth it.

Time was limited in high school, and in order to get more time to study, she could only compress her time for eating and resting, so she used to eat so fast that she could fix a big plate of rice in five minutes.

Such bad habits changed completely with graduation. But her muscle memory still allowed to be able to finish a meal as fast as before.

Jiang Yimiao slapped her chest and nearly choked.

She washed her hands and wiped her mouth, pinned her long hair straight up all sharply, and walked back to Zhao Shuming’s room by directly picking up the bag that she had only thrown onto the sofa when she got off work, “I’m full, let’s go to the hospital.”

“So fast, are you really full?”

Zhao Shuming was most afraid of starving her, according to Jiang Yimiao’s medical report, although her body didn’t have any major problems, there were quite a few minor problems, and there was a bit of a lack of nutrition alone.

“I’m full.” She touched her stomach, “All full and bloated.”

Jiang Yimiao bent down and lifted his entire body up, “Do you still have strength in your body, do you want me to hold you up?”

“Seems a bit weak.” His voice became soft again.

So soft that Jiang Yimiao didn’t even suspect the truth of his words.

“It’s fine, I’ll hold your arm and you lean on me.” Jiang Yimiao held the crook of his arm and could feel the rolling heat of his body even through his shirt, she held his left hand on her shoulder, “You rest on my shoulder, this seems to save more energy.”

Zhao Shuming listened to her words and fiddling and pressed his arm onto her shoulder, but in reality, he didn’t completely lean all the weight of his body over, he just stayed close to her side.

“Miao Miao, wear a mask, don’t get infected by me.” Zhao Shuming took out two masks from the drawer of the entrance cabinet.

Jiang Yimiao put them on in a fiery hurry and tugged Zhao Shuming’s arm out the door.

It wasn’t until she stood in the elevator that Jiang Yimiao suddenly exclaimed, “It’s over, you can’t drive now.”

She touched her head with some chagrin, “But I don’t quite dare to drive on the road.”

Jiang Yimiao was not yet an adult in her freshman year, but she went to take the driver’s license test during the winter break when she had just turned eighteen, and she got her license in the summer. But she never got on the road during that time. Normally she was prone to be a bit jittery when walking on the road, and the streets of the southern city were complicated, so for safety’s sake, she simply gave up on the road.

“River, call a chauffeur or a taxi.”

He said against the side of her ear, his hot breath burrowing in, Jiang Yimiao subconsciously shrugged her shoulders, “Yes, yes, yes, I’ll call it now.”

Scanning the fact that the price of a chauffeur was several times that of a taxi, Jiang Yimiao still silently called a taxi on the taxi platform.

The benefits of living in the center of the city were manifested at this moment, the nearest tertiary hospital was only a few kilometers away, and it took no more than a few seconds to get a taxi and have someone pick up the order.

However, it’s a bit bad that half of the road on the navigation road is red and purple, and on Friday evenings, the traffic is always jammed.

Jiang Yimiao helped Zhao Shuming sit in the backseat, she touched his face, it was still very hot, “Will the air conditioning in the car be cold?” She asked in a low voice.

The driver glanced through the car’s rearview mirror, “Going to the hospital, is it a fever?”

Jiang Yimiao raised her head and locked eyes with the driver in the mirror, “Uh-huh.”

“This damn weather this year, it’s really easy to get sick, young people should pay attention to their health.” The driver muttered and drove the car out of the lane in front of the neighborhood gate.

Zhao Shuming rested his head on Jiang Yimiao’s shoulder, he raised his eyebrows and saw a drop of sweat on her forehead. Jiang Yimiao had just gotten off work and walked all the way home before she had a chance to rest because she was busy with his fever, and she was a little afraid of the heat, Zhao Shuming sighed and shook his head, “It’s okay, it’s a hot day, the air conditioning is turned off and it’s hard to get through.”

Jiang Yimiao also felt a little hot, and drew a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the corner of her forehead, her hand wrapped around Zhao Shuming’s shoulder, and it was then that she realized that his shoulders were very wide, and even the muscles on his upper arms were obvious to the touch.

She subconsciously squeezed it, and it felt wonderful to squeeze, so wonderful that it was somewhat comfortable.

Zhao Shuming lowered his head and glanced at her hands, in order to match the clothes on her body, she would bring some cooler jewelry, her right hand wore a decorative ring that set off her hands a little better.

When Jiang Yimiao saw him looking at her hand, she suddenly let go of her grip on his shoulder as violently as if she had done something bad.

He looked back at her, his slightly pale mouth pulling a gentle smile, “Miao Miao, if you really want to grab it, just grab it, it’s fine.”

She blinked, and decisively gave another firm squeeze, Jiang Yimiao remembered that from time to time, she would unintentionally brush up on those muscle man rubbing videos on video platforms, and in those videos, those people seemed to be obsessed with their bodies as well.

Zhao Shuming probably just wanted to show off his well-practiced and beautifully toned . Body.

Jiang Yimiao quietly lowered her head and glanced at Zhao Shuming, “When did you start working out ……”

“Just started when I was in college.” Zhao Shuming adjusted his sitting position, able to allow Jiang Yimiao to better wrap her arms around him.

But he still had the frail look of leaning his head on top of hers.

“How healthy.” She muttered in a small voice, she was strong in execution and action when it came to her studies and work, but once she returned to her life, she was like a puddle of water, thinking in her heart that as long as she lived without illness or pain that would be enough.

So much so that she had thought about going to exercise countless times, and had even gotten a gym card two years ago, but ended up giving up halfway through.

Zhao Shuming laughed softly, his most important intention was not to be healthy, he simply wanted her to like his flesh that looked good enough in her aesthetic. Body.

Jiang Yimiao held his arm, it was so hot that she couldn’t stand it a bit, “Why is it still so hot.”

Her words had only just fallen, when Zhao Shuming pressed a little closer in her direction, “It’s hard, it’s a little cold.”

Hearing his words, Jiang Yimiao was afraid that he would aggravate his condition and embraced him a little tighter, “It’s fine, it’ll be fine when we get to the hospital and get a shot or something.”

There was a serious traffic jam on a section of the road, in front of her eyes was a red headlight, the honking sound around her ears didn’t seem to stop, Jiang Yimiao looked at the time several times and was a bit anxious, but she was really a bit tired, in the past at this time she should have eaten her fill of food and sat on the sofa in a slumped position, and then waited for Zhao Shuming to wash the fruit for her to eat. to wash the fruit for her to eat.

She looked up at Zhao Shuming’s still red-warm ears and sighed softly, suddenly a little glad that the two of them were living together. If they were living separately now, Zhao Shuming would probably have to go to the hospital by himself.

She remembered that Zhao Shuming had said, “Two people can take care of each other,” and now it had been confirmed.

Jiang Yimiao’s hand unconsciously rubbed up and down on his arm a few times, she suddenly felt so sleepy, so sleepy that her eyes seemed to be a little sore. Especially sitting in the car, there was a feeling of lying in a cradle and being rocked, Jiang Yimiao’s eyes closed and opened again, after struggling for a few moments she leaned against the back of the seat and fell asleep.

Zhao Shuming touched her head with his hand and let her lean on his shoulder. Because of the fever his temples were pounding and his body was uncomfortable, but it was nowhere near as uncomfortable as he had expressed in front of Jiang Yimiao. He still had the strength to lend Jiang Yimiao a shoulder to sleep on.

The car stopped and started along the way, and Jiang Yimiao’s sleepiness sank and floated like a boat on the sea, and she slept to her destination in a blur.

“Miao Miao, wake up, we’re at the hospital.” Zhao Shuming patted her lightly.

“Hm? Hmm! Are we there yet?” Jiang Yimiao instantly woke up, she opened the car door and got out of the car in a trance.

The evening wind was a little cool, rustling in their direction, Jiang Yimiao was afraid that Zhao Shuming would be cold, so she hurriedly wrapped her arms around him.

“Miao Miao, I’m sorry.” He said softly.

“Ah, sorry for what?” Jiang Yimiao was a bit puzzled.

“Obviously you can rest, but you still have to trouble you to take care of me.” Zhao Shuming frowned, his expression turning weak again.

“What’s wrong with that.” Jiang Yimiao laughed, “You even guarded me in the middle of the night and wiped my sweat when I had a fever when I was a kid. What is the relationship between the two of us, say these ……”

She familiarly held his arm and walked straight to the outpatient department.

Jiang Yimiao had come to this hospital to see a doctor, and was familiar with the process of seeing a doctor, the emergency line did not have to be very long, and soon she and Zhao Shuming paid the fee and took the medicine and the potion for the hanging needle.

“Be careful.” Jiang Yimiao supported him, “Do you want me to help you get the hanging bottle?” She raised her head, and again felt that she didn’t need to ask this.

Because he was a bit too tall, it was better to let him hold it with his own right hand. Getting her a hanging bottle might mean that the blood would have to flow back later.

Zhao Shuming shook his head, “No, I’ll just hold it myself.”

The two of them were finally able to sit down after a trip of tossing and turning, Jiang Yimiao glanced at the pillows on the hospital bed, “Do you want to fall asleep and rest?”

He shook his head again.

“Then sit down.” She looked up at the hanging bottle before finally pulling a chair to sit on the edge of the bed with peace of mind, the hospital room was surprisingly quiet, the vibration of the cell phone in her bag broke the silence.

Jiang Yimiao took a look, it was a message from Guan Zhengyu, she subconsciously looked up at Zhao Shuming.

Zhao Shuming tilted his head slightly, “It’s okay, Miao Miao, if you want to go out tomorrow, you can go out with him to play, to get away from it all. I can still take care of myself at home, I just have a high fever and I’m a bit sick.”

Jiang Yimiao poked his head in front of Zhao Shuming, his tone was flat and tired, the fatigue of being sick wrapped around him, fragile and pitiful.

I don’t know if it was because he was too tired or the fever was unbearable, Zhao Shuming’s eyes were still a little red, as if he had just cried.