Rescue the hero who was imprisoned by the cannon fodder sister

Looking at that dark face, Zhou Niantang quickly threw away the water pipe in his hand, walked forward and asked with concern: "You, are you okay?"

Pei Shi reached out to wipe the water off his face, his face gloomy, and walked straight to the backyard without looking at anyone.

Zhou Niantang quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I didn't know you were behind me."

She really wanted to apologize sincerely, for fear that the vindictive male protagonist would take it against her again if they disagreed with her.

Unexpectedly, no one paid any attention to her and just left.

But Zhou Niantang has gotten used to it. Pei Shi is just like that. It would be strange if he would pay attention to her.

She looked at Pei Shi's back as he walked away, and thought to herself that he actually came back so early today. He usually came back around eight or nine in the evening.

Pei Shi returned to the attic with heavy steps.

He had a headache and walked back for half an hour after getting off the bus. It was so hot outside but he didn't sweat a drop. He guessed he had heatstroke.

A stuffy feeling nestled in his body. After Zhou Niantang poured cold water on him downstairs, and with the cool air in the room, his head hurt even more.

Pei Shi changed his clothes, drank two glasses of water and went straight to bed. This was his way of dealing with things whenever he felt uncomfortable.

*

Zhou Niantang was in a good mood recently, so he didn't take the fact that Pei Shi was drenched in water to heart. After dinner, he went to Ji Shen's house to play.

It was around nine o'clock in the evening when she just walked in and before she reached the main building, she saw Uncle Sun hurriedly walking out from the backyard.

"What's wrong, Uncle Sun?" Zhou Niantang asked him.

Sun Bo paused, hesitating whether to tell her or not. Thinking of Zhou Niantang's recent good attitude towards Pei Shi, he randomly told her: "Ah Shi is not feeling well. I'll go buy him some medicine."

After Sun Bo finished speaking, he hurried out.

Uncomfortable? Zhou Niantang's heart sank. Could it be that he caught a cold because of the water?

But is the male protagonist in such poor health?

Zhou Niantang, who had already walked to the entrance of the main building, turned around and went to the backyard.

But don't let Pei Shi think that she deliberately poured water on him. She herself didn't think it was a big deal, but if it made him sick, then she would be in big trouble!

The air conditioning in the attic is still strong, probably because it is on 24 hours a day. Zhou Niantang feels that it is a few degrees colder than the air conditioning outside which is set to 20 degrees.

Pei Shi lay on his side on the bed with his back to Zhou Niantang who was standing at the door.

She called softly: "Pei Shi, are you okay?"

The figure on the bed didn't move. After waiting for a while, Zhou Niantang called again, but still no response.

She bravely walked over and saw his profile as he was sleeping. He looked much softer than usual.

Feeling that his face was a little red, Zhou Niantang reached out and touched his forehead, then touched himself, and murmured, "No fever."

While he was sleeping, Pei Shi felt that there was a heat in his body that couldn't get out. It was trapped inside his body and made him uncomfortable.

Suddenly, something cool and soft touched his forehead. He felt very comfortable, but it disappeared after just a few seconds.

Zhou Niantang was still wondering why his face was red but he didn't have a fever, when he heard him say something.

She moved closer and couldn't hear it anymore.

But seeing that his lips were a little dry, I thought he was thirsty, so I asked, "Do you want some water?"

The person on the bed remained motionless.

This was the scene that Sun Bo saw when he came back. Zhou Niantang was leaning over with his back facing him, which scared Sun Bo's little heart so much that it started beating fast.

"Second Miss, what are you doing?"

Hearing the voice, Zhou Niantang stood up straight, "Uncle Sun, you're back."

She pointed at Pei Shi on the bed and said, "What's wrong with him? I don't think he has a fever, so why is his face so red?"

Uncle Sun put the medicine on the desk, took out the remote control he had just picked up downstairs from his suit pocket, and turned off the air conditioner.

"It's heatstroke." Uncle Sun said with great experience.

"Heatstroke?" Zhou Niantang blinked. If it was heatstroke, it would be due to sun exposure. It had nothing to do with her getting wet, right?

Sun Bo placed the remote control next to Pei Shi's pillow and tried to talk to Zhou Niantang: "Second Miss, he has heatstroke now, so it's not suitable for him to be blown by too cold wind. Just leave the remote control here and turn it on when he gets better."

Zhou Niantang naturally agreed. She installed the air conditioner to make him comfortable. Now that he was sick, of course she would turn it off first.

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Uncle Sun breathed a sigh of relief, as he was afraid that Zhou Niantang would not agree.

Zhou Niantang saw the bag of medicine that Sun Bo brought over and asked, "Should we ask him to get up and take the medicine?"

"Yes." Sun Bo was pouring water and glanced at her. "Second Miss, why don't you go back first? It's not very convenient here."

Zhou Niantang realized belatedly that it was indeed not very convenient. It would be bad if other people knew that she came here so late at night to report to Zhou Yunqi.

She followed Uncle Sun's instructions and went downstairs.

Sun Bo woke Pei Shi up to take medicine. He woke up after being called several times. It looked like his condition was indeed a bit serious. Sun Bo was wondering whether to take him to the hospital.

Pei Shi took the medicine, thanked Sun Bo, and then looked in the direction of the door: "Did anyone come here just now?"

Thinking back to when he came in just now and saw Zhou Niantang’s face almost leaning on Pei Shi, Sun Bo felt uncomfortable for a moment, wondering if the adolescent girl had found someone she liked.

And that target might be the young man in front of him...

Sun Bo felt a headache. No wonder Zhou Niantang had been so awkwardly nice to Pei Shi recently. When he thought about it, he understood.

If Zhou Yunqi knew about this... Pei Shi would be very scared!

Thinking of this, Sun Bo concealed the fact that Zhou Niantang had been here: "No, I'm just here."

Pei Shi nodded. Perhaps his illness was really serious this time and he couldn't distinguish dreams from reality.

After taking the medicine, Pei Shi lay down again. Sun Bo boiled a pot of water and placed it on a chair beside the bed. He told him to drink more water and then left.

The effect of the medicine had not yet taken effect, and the severe headache made Pei Shi toss and turn, unable to sleep.

He closed his eyes and rested. He didn't know how long it had been, maybe an hour or two, when he heard a small noise coming from the closed door.

Pei Shi continued to lie motionless. A light sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, followed by the sound of dishes being put down.

"Hey, are you sleeping?" Zhou Niantang saw that although he was lying flat, his eyes were still closed and his complexion did not seem to have improved.

The rest of the medicine that Uncle Sun brought was still placed aside. She picked it up and looked at it. There were oral liquids and pills, but she didn't understand anything about them, so she put it down again.

Looking at the "sleeping" boy, Zhou Niantang whispered: "I brought you some porridge. It's vegetable porridge with shrimp and shredded pork."

"Eat my porridge, but don't hold a grudge against me for throwing water at you... I didn't mean to do that, but you don't have to know that it was me who brought the porridge, or else you probably wouldn't eat it. Just remember that it was Uncle Sun who brought it."

After she finished muttering, she quickly stood up and left for fear that the person on the bed would suddenly wake up.

Pei Shi didn't open his eyes until he heard the sound of a door closing again. He looked at the porridge on the chair, thoughtfully.