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midnight.

Song Yuge woke up in a daze.

The moment she opened her eyes and saw the unfamiliar ceiling, she was stunned for a moment.

I almost thought I was reborn again.

When she came to her senses, she realized that she was still on the island, but was brought to the villa by Wen Yuan to rest.

Song Yuge supported himself on the bed and stood up. He knew he had a fever again without touching his forehead.

Her throat was still a little itchy, so she coughed softly, then slowly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.

Next door bedroom.

Wen Yuan hadn't fallen asleep yet. He was resting his arm on one hand, looking at the ceiling. He seemed a little absent-minded, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

The villa has good sound insulation, but he was worried about Song Yuge, so he turned on the smart home on his mobile phone.

So, when Song Yuge got out of bed, his phone received a notification.

The man was lost in thought, but when he heard the prompt tone, he quickly came back to his senses.

He picked up his phone and took a look at it, frowned slightly, and then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After Song Yuge came out of the bathroom, he was about to go back to bed to continue sleeping.

When she was seriously ill in the hospital in her previous life, she would have a fever from time to time. This discomfort was something she was used to in her previous life.

So I'm not going to make a fuss.

I didn't expect that I would just approach the bed and not have time to lift the quilt to get into bed.

There was a knock on the door.

Song Yuge was obviously stunned for a moment, "Who is it?"

"it's me."

A deep voice came from outside the door.

Song Yuge paused, then walked to the door and opened it.

Then I saw Wen Yuan standing outside the door in soft pajamas, holding a tray in his hand.

She was stunned again, "Why are you here?"

The moment Wen Yuan saw her, his brows furrowed. He raised his hand and felt the temperature of her forehead.

"I have a fever again."

His low, hoarse voice was filled with self-blame.

If I had known he would not have left.

Or maybe I should have come into the room and taken a look when I went upstairs just now.

Song Yuge came back to his senses and smiled slightly, "It's okay, it's normal to have a fever once or twice."

Wen Yuan looked at her steadily for a few seconds, said nothing, then simply held her wrist and pulled her into the bedroom.

"Lie back."

There was an obvious unwillingness in his tone.

Song Yuge obediently lifted the quilt and sat on the bed, but did not lie down.

Wen Yuan glanced at her and said nothing. Instead, he put down the tray and picked up the vegetable porridge he had just served. "You should eat something first, and then take the medicine."

He looked at Song Yuge, his brows showing a hint of tenderness. "Be good, ok?"

If you don't know, you might think he is coaxing a child.

Song Yuge paused and nodded, "Okay, give it to me."

She reached out and took the bowl from him.

The vegetable porridge is also made by a nutritionist.

Just in case of emergency.

Wen Yuan didn't refuse and handed her the bowl. "If you don't have an appetite, there are also wontons in sour soup here."

Song Yuge had already smelled the fragrance.

But he brought her vegetable porridge first.

She took a sip of porridge and mumbled, "Okay."

Wen Yuan looked at her for a moment, then said softly, "I'll go get the medicine box."

"it is good."

……

A few minutes later.

Wen Yuan went downstairs and came up again.

He walked quickly towards the bedroom with the medicine box in his hand.

As soon as he reached the door, Wen Yuan heard noise coming from the bedroom.

He subconsciously quickened his pace and strode in.

There was no one on the big bed, and the bowl of porridge he brought to Song Yuge was placed on the tray.

I ate half and there was half left.

He must have been a little flustered when he was put down, and all the porridge and rice spilled onto the tray.

At this time, Song Yuge's voice came from the bathroom.

Wen Yuan didn't care about anything else. He put down the medicine box and walked over quickly.

Song Yuge stood in front of the washbasin, leaning forward slightly, vomiting with a pale face.

But I couldn't spit out anything.

She vomited out the porridge she had just eaten before she had even finished digesting it.

His eyes were red and he looked aggrieved.

Wen Yuan frowned, and when he saw that she wanted to explain something, he interrupted her directly, "Don't talk yet."

He patted her back gently, then raised his hand and pressed the phone on the bathroom control panel.

Within seconds, someone answered the call.

"Second Master."

"Prepare a glass of warm water immediately, and a doctor, come to the master bedroom."

"Yes."

After the call was disconnected, Wen Yuan took a towel and carefully wiped the girl clean, ignoring the dirt on her body, his voice deep.

"Don't be afraid, the doctor will be here soon. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Yuge had already gotten used to it.

I didn't feel that uncomfortable.

But at this moment, when she suddenly heard Wen Yuan's comfort and patience, her eyes became red again.

It's completely involuntary.

Her voice was hoarse, "Yeah, it's uncomfortable."

Especially when you can't spit it out.

I feel my stomach lurching.

It's so uncomfortable.

Wen Yuan looked at her like this, his face full of heartache and his brows were tightly furrowed.

At this moment, he didn't care that they were not together yet, and his body hugged her in his arms faster than his brain.

"Okay, okay, I get it. It will be fine soon. Be good."