Oops! The sickly Mr. Gu fainted again

Ye Xingyao looked at Gu Yuchen's shallow and even breathing and knew that he was asleep. She touched his forehead and then her own, feeling a little warm. She was a little worried, but she also thought that it was a good thing that he was asleep now, so he would not feel so uncomfortable.

At this moment, her cell phone vibrated and Ji Yan sent her two messages.

"Yaoyao, are you free tomorrow?"

"If I'm free, I'll pick you up at the hotel tomorrow and we can have dinner together. I just happen to have something to tell you."

Ye Xingyao looked down at the person on the bed, her eyes filled with worry. She typed swiftly and replied, "Brother Ji Yan, I may not have much time these two days." Then she thought for a moment and replied, "What's the matter, Brother Ji Yan? Is it important? How about we talk on the phone tomorrow?"

After several minutes, Ye Xingyao finally received Ji Yan's message, "Nothing, I'll tell you when you're done."

Ye Xingyao was wondering what Ji Yan wanted to say to her. They had rarely contacted each other since he moved abroad, and the affection they had in childhood had faded. In her eyes, Ji Yan was just the neighbor brother she had a crush on when she was a child. But why did she like him so much at that time? Ye Xingyao began to slowly recall her and Ji Yan when they were young.

Ji Yan is a few years older than her. At that time, Ji Yan always waited for her downstairs of her house to go to school together, and gave her a chocolate every day. When her shoelaces were untied, Ji Yan would squat down to tie her shoelaces. When her classmates teased her that she liked a boy in the senior grade, Ji Yan would come over and pat her on the shoulder with a smile, telling other classmates that this is my sister. She followed Ji Yan's butt every day, and Ji Yan always took care of her. In her memory, Ji Yan has always been gentle, speaking gently, with a gentle tone, and every move is gentle. In every moment of her childhood and youth, there seemed to be Ji Yan's figure. But after he moved away abroad, they rarely contacted each other. Gradually, the feeling for Ji Yan became weaker and weaker, but she still felt that the past time was very beautiful when she thought about it. Three years ago, Ji Yan's mother died suddenly. She thought for a long time and typed a lot of paragraphs on her mobile phone, but in the end, she didn't send a single sentence. At that time, she thought that she and Ji Yan might have been strangers for a long time.

Then, Ye Xingyao's mind flashed back to Ji Yan, whom she met this time. He still spoke to her gently, opened the car door for her gently, comforted her gently, looked at her gently, and even the touch and temperature of his hand holding hers were still the same. He didn't seem to have changed, but it seemed that something was different about him. Xingyao silently wondered in her heart why she always felt that he was hostile every time she saw Gu Yuchen. Although Ji Yan's speech and behavior were still very elegant and quiet, she just felt as if he was holding back something in his heart. It was like this at the cocktail party, the conversation at the end of the exhibition, and when they were having dinner together. Because she knew Ji Yan too well.

dong dong dong.

There was a very light knock at the door, and then Jin Ran walked in lightly.

"How is he, is he okay?" He looked at Gu Yuchen who had his eyes closed and said with a worried tone. Although Jin Ran had scolded Gu Yuchen to death before, he actually knew Gu Yuchen's body best, and he was the only one who knew how uncomfortable Gu Yuchen actually was.

"He said he was a little tired and just fell asleep, it hasn't been long." Ye Xingyao said softly.

Jin Ran carefully looked at every piece of Gu Yuchen's vital data on the screen.

"Body temperature 37.6" He read the numbers on the screen in a low voice, frowned, and looked at Gu Yuchen wearing an oxygen mask with worried eyes.

"He needs to be given antipyretic medicine now."

"Ah? But isn't it just a low-grade fever now? And isn't he unable to..." Ye Xingyao hesitated for a moment and didn't ask the rest of the question. Because she felt that Jin Ran was a doctor, he must have his reasons. Gu Yuchen couldn't take antipyretics, couldn't take ibuprofen, couldn't drink alcohol, and couldn't take painkillers now. This was the thing she remembered most clearly in the past few days.

Jin Ran frowned, and said in a serious tone, "It can only be transfused now. If you transfuse now, you can transfuse with a lower concentration. Add it to the blood bag and transfuse it together. The stimulation will be less."

"If the high fever doesn't go away in the second half of the night, he will suffer if he wants to reduce the fever later." Jin Ran knows Gu Yuchen's body best. Whenever he starts to have a low fever, it can quickly rise to a high temperature in a short period of time. In the past, painkillers were used together with fever reduction, but now his resistance to painkillers is too great. His resistance must be strictly intervened, and he can no longer be given painkillers and anesthetics.

"Then... will it hurt?" Ye Xingyao's tone was full of pity. She felt that Gu Yuchen had been in enough pain just now, and now he finally fell asleep and was not in so much pain. If he was given antipyretic medicine now, she couldn't imagine how much pain he would have to endure.

"Yes... but that's better than having a high fever and then irritating his stomach."

The problem that Jin Ran was most worried about finally happened. Every time Gu Yuchen started to have a fever, he would keep repeating in a vicious cycle. The pain caused a high fever, and the high fever made his stomach ache worse. That was why his body temperature rose so quickly. At this time, taking antipyretics would irritate the gastric mucosa, and if he didn't take antipyretics, he would have to wait for the high fever to repeatedly irritate the gastric nerves. In short, he had to choose one.

Jin Ran lifted the quilt and palpated his stomach, which was so cold that it was cold to the touch. Fortunately, there was no cramp, which made him feel a little relieved. Then he called the nurse to add a diluted antipyretic drug to the blood bag.

"This time it's an indwelling needle. We can't let him pull out the needle randomly."

"Call me if there's any sign."

"It will probably go down in half an hour. Please pay attention to his data. If his temperature rises within half an hour, call me immediately. If it rises, call me immediately."

Jin Ran gave Ye Xingyao serious instructions, his expression solemn and serious.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, the person on the bed's breathing began to become uneven.

Ye Xingyao was standing by and watched his chest rise and fall irregularly as his breathing became increasingly heavier. She felt a pang in her heart for a moment.

Gu Yuchen's calm face was covered with cold sweat at a speed visible to the naked eye. He closed his eyes and frowned, his breathing became faster and faster, and fine beads of cold sweat slid down. He curled up one leg uncomfortably, and then let it go in an instant as if he was exhausted.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and met Ye Xingyao's flustered and worried eyes.

He lowered his eyes and stared at her, his eyes full of pain. There were glittering waves floating in his dark eyes, as if they could draw people into the depths of his eyes.

"Uh, um..." Gu Yuchen endured to his limit and just turned all the pain into a light groan.

Ye Xingyao's eyes were filled with tears unconsciously after hearing this.

"Please bear with it for a while." Ye Xingyao looked at him with eyes full of pity. She did not forget to hold his hand, fearing that he would pull out the needle when no one was paying attention like he did before.

Gu Yuchen frowned, biting his inner lip tightly with his teeth. His jawline was tense, and his eyes were a little unfocused. He stared at something without focusing, piercing through Ye Xingyao's eyes, and after a few seconds, he flashed a dark and obscure pain and closed his eyes.

"Ye Xingyao..." He was obviously in great pain. He called her name in a low voice with a pale face. His arms trembled slightly because his body was tense to resist the pain, but he never uttered a word of pain.

Ye Xingyao squeezed his hand tightly with tears in her eyes. She felt extremely heartbroken, really heartbroken in the physical sense.