Just wait until the Fu Ziyuan incident is completely over.

"Does it still hurt?" Rong Wan rubbed Shen Lingshu for five or six minutes before raising his head and asking.

Shen Lingshu's slightly pale complexion has returned to normal. Looking down at him, his expression is rare and calm, and there is even a little sparkle in his eyes: "It's much better."

Rong Wan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Just drink some porridge later. It should be just stomach cramps caused by not eating lunch. If you don't have a fever, it doesn't matter."

Hearing this, Shen Lingshu became uncomfortable: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a fever?"

"Yeah." Rong Wan has also checked a lot of information for a while now, and he is considered to be a small expert. He also consulted before leaving the hospital last time. The doctor said that people with stomach problems will often experience pain. Apart from taking painkillers, don't There is no other way, the only way to improve is to eat well. And every time the pain, as long as it is not accompanied by a fever, it means there is no deterioration.

Shen Lingshu asked, "What if you have a fever?"

Rong Wan thought he was overly nervous, and said indifferently, "Don't you have a fever now, don't worry."

Shen Lingshu pursed his lips and stopped speaking, the light in his eyes dimmed a bit, holding the pillow stuffy. When it was too late to put away the hot water and towels, went to the kitchen to see if the hot porridge was ready.

As soon as he left, Shen Lingshu couldn't hold back a little, and he looked around on the coffee table to find the thermometer.

First, dipped it in hot water, and after confirming that the scale rose to 38 degrees 5, took it out and smeared some hot water on forehead.

After a while, Rong Wan came out with the porridge, and saw that Shen Lingshu just took the thermometer out of his mouth.

"What are you doing with your temperature?" Rong Wan hurried over and touched Shen Lingshu's forehead, it was a little hot, and then he looked at the thermometer again, damn, it was thirty-eight degrees five! I have a fever! What a crow's mouth, what to say!

Chapter 95

"Have you got a fever?" Shen Lingshu glanced at the thermometer, looking a little surprised.

"Can't you feel uncomfortable yourself?" Rong Wan was so angry that he didn't feel a fever when he rubbed Shen Lingshu's stomach just now. How strange! He pushed Shen Lingshu: "Drink the porridge first, let's go to the hospital."

Although his tone was desperate, Shen Lingshu didn't seem angry at all, instead he looked at him with his lips raised: "Don't go to the hospital."

Rong Wan thought he was confused, his handsome brows were grayed out due to stomach pain, but he was still in the mood to laugh. Rong Wan's heart was anxious, so he draped the blanket over him and closed it up. Now he can't catch a cold, and then he sat down beside him with the porridge and said, "Whether you go or not, drink a bowl of porridge and see the situation."

I don't know if he was sick or not, but Shen Lingshu's whole body was cold and sharp, and he seemed to be much docile. Before it was over, his hand suddenly stopped, and he shrank back, saying sullenly, "I don't have the strength."

"...I'll feed you." Rong Wan had no choice but to take a bowl, scoop up a mouthful of porridge, blow it, and then feed it.

Shen Lingshu was eating porridge, but his eyes were glued to Rong Wan's body, and his heart was quietly ironed out like this, this person cares about him, this person cares about him, this kind of taste is really good. Only at this time can he absorb a little warmth. Shen Lingshu lowered his head to eat porridge, the corners of his lips couldn't help curling up, and he pushed the thermometer a little further away as if unintentionally.

After he finished eating the half bowl, Rong Wan got up and put the bowl back in the kitchen. Before he could stand up straight, his wrist was caught.

"Don't move." Shen Lingshu pulled him back, wrapped his hands around his waist, put his forehead on it, and hummed softly, "Let me rest for a while."

Rong Wan was a little helpless, and was about to push him away and urge him to go to the hospital, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.

Shen Lingshu pressed against his belly forehead, where is there any sign of fever——? The temperature was clearly different from what he had just touched, and he felt a sudden thump in his heart, and reached out to caress the back of Shen Lingshu's neck—the temperature was also normal, even a bit colder than himself when he was busy!

Rong Wan: "..." Come on.

Rong Wan looked down at the person who was holding him in a complicated mood, angry and funny, and decided not to expose it and give the other person a step down.

After drinking the porridge, Shen Lingshu's stomach pain seemed to be less uncomfortable, and Rong Wan was able to rescue himself from his embrace and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. After such a commotion, the atmosphere between the two has finally improved a lot. Although the atmosphere before the gap has not been restored, it is already much better than the previous days.

In the evening, after taking a bath, Rong put on pajamas, took the initiative to hug the pillow and knocked on the door next door: "Mr. Shen, can I come in?"

Shen Lingshu also just finished taking a shower, half lying on the bed wrapped in a bathrobe. He didn't expect that Rong Wan would take the initiative to come over tonight. He said in a calm voice, "Yes."

After Rong finished coming in, he skillfully pushed Shen Lingshu's pillow aside and put his own pillow on top.

"Are you—?" Shen Lingshu frowned.

"Since you don't go to the hospital, then you have to be taken care of at night, otherwise the fever will get worse?" Rong Wan deliberately emphasized the word "fever". Anyway, someone always has to give in. Shen Lingshu can even pretend to have a fever. It seems that it is absolutely impossible to count on him to tell the truth, so he can only go to the next level by himself.

Shen Lingshu's ears climbed to a trace of red, and with a cold snort, he opened the book and said, "As you wish."

Rong Wan couldn't help laughing, and turned off the bedside lamp with a "smack".

Shen Lingshu said angrily, "Turn off the lights!"

Before he finished speaking, he only felt a warm hand around his waist, Rong Wan hugged him and lay down, took out the book in his hand and lost it, lazily said: "Mr. Shen, go to sleep, I'm sleepy. "

As a result, the waist was numb, smeared like ink dripping into rice paper, and Shen Lingshu forgot what he was going to say for a while. He lay down with Rong Wan, facing the ceiling, while Rong Wan was facing him, so he came over and the two hugged. Shen Lingshu's heart beat very fast, and the haze of the past few days was completely dissipated with this intimate action.