Chapter 842: Pretending to be sick to gain sympathy 7

Qian Yiman immediately looked at the temperature on the thermometer. She was startled by this sight, and her expression became panicked. "Forty degrees, why is it so hot? This temperature is fatal. You should go to the hospital quickly."

Forty degrees, this temperature is frighteningly high, and it is considered abnormally high.

Tang Yuzhe, who was lying on the bed, heard the temperature of forty degrees, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that he had been covering the hot water bottle for a long time, and holding it under his arm had already lowered the temperature a little. Fortunately, he didn't show it to her directly. Maybe the temperature would have been higher. Straddle.

But he still had to pretend to be weak, waving his paws and smiling weakly. "Don't be nervous. I've already seen him and given me a fever-reducing injection. Just let me rest and I'll be fine. I protested as usual, and the temperature won't affect me at all."

Qian Yiman looked at the temperature and then at Tang Yuzhe's weak appearance. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Tang Yuzhe with a sophisticated look.

The complexion looks haggard, the thermometer is on the high side, but the body temperature is normal. Although his tone was a little weak, he still had the strength to say such a long list of words, which meant it was not serious yet, or even...

Several possibilities flashed through her mind quickly, and then she thought that maybe she was overthinking it, and immediately shook these possibilities out of her mind.

“Is it really okay?”

Tang Yuzhe shook his head, opened his mouth, and suddenly took Qian Yiman's hand to comfort him. "It's really fine. The doctor came to see me and said everything is fine. I'm so hungry now. Go and help me make something delicious, okay?"

Tang Yuzhe's eyes were pleading, like a puppy waiting for favor, and he looked at Qian Yiman imploringly. Chu Chu's pitiful look made Qian Yiman's heart soften, and then she reached out and patted his hand gently.

　　"You have a good sleep. I will wake you up when I make something delicious."

"Hmm." Tang Yuzhe closed his labored eyes, his voice was a single sound coming from his throat, and he looked really weak.

Qian Yiman withdrew her hand that was firmly held by Tang Yuzhe, and took the ingredients into the kitchen, which had never been opened. Although the kitchen had not cooked, there were still basic seasonings.

When Qian Yiman entered the kitchen to cook, Tang Yuzhe was so happy that he almost cheered in the room. However, in order to prevent Qian Yiman from catching him, he still had fun under the covers.

Thinking of Qian Yiman's concerned eyes just now, my heart warmed, and I smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction rose in my heart.

Finally able to eat delicious food cooked by my wife again, so satisfying! I really want to be able to eat what my wife cooks every day, but if I want to eat it every day again, I have to work hard to make her fall in love with him again. All Kenny God Blessings will go away, Qian'er will belong to him in this life.

The aroma continued to spread to the room, and Tang Yuzhe was almost drooling. Unfortunately, as a 'patient', he could not eat out at the moment, so he could only lie in bed and be a patient, waiting for the delicious food to be delivered to his mouth.

After waiting for a long time this time, when Tang Yuzhe was about to fall asleep, Qian Yiman finally came in with the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that Tang Yuzhe had requested.

At this moment, Tang Yuzhe's eyes were closed tightly, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't seem to be sleeping very soundly.

Qian Yiman put the porridge in her hand on the bedside table and stood aside quietly watching Tang Yuzhe sleep. Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, she felt a dull pain in her heart.

(End of this chapter)

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