Quick Transmigration: Pregnancy Blessing - The Soft Bunny is Pampered by the Big Shots

Sang Yu took Gu Yanzhou's temperature with a thermometer; it was 39 degrees Celsius, a high fever.

Sangyu applied a fever-reducing patch to him, coaxed him to take fever-reducing medicine, and wiped his neck and behind his ears with saline solution.

"Wait a little longer, the family doctor that Brother Yu called for you will be here soon."

Sang Yu reached for water, but her wrist was grabbed.

Gu Yanzhou was delirious with fever, his palms were burning hot, but his grip was strong, and Sang Yu couldn't break free at all.

"Let go, I'll go get you some hot water."

Sang Yu felt somewhat helpless and tried to pry Gu Yanzhou's hand away.

Unfortunately, sick people are unreasonable.

"Don't leave."

Gu Yanzhou kept his eyes tightly closed, his face flushed with fever, his lips pale, and he murmured softly.

Despite being very weak and unable to open her eyes, she refused to let go of his hand.

"I'm not leaving, I'm just going to get some water," Sangyu whispered in his ear, as if coaxing a baby.

Sigh, with the fever so high, it looks like my plans to have a baby are going to be ruined again.

The doorbell rang; it was probably Gu Yanzhou's private doctor who had arrived.

"Sweetie, I'll go bring the doctor in, that way you'll get better."

Sang Yu didn't want to hurt him, so it took a lot of effort to break free from his grasp.

Looking at the red marks on his wrist, he sighed helplessly.

This body is too fragile.

Sang Yu covered him with the blanket, making sure Gu Yanzhou was completely covered except for his arms.

Gu Yanzhou's private doctor, who was in his fifties, was very familiar with Gu Yanzhou's room and seemed to come here often.

"Does Xiao Gu have a girlfriend?"

The doctor looked her over with great interest as soon as he came in, and said with great curiosity.

"No."

"That will be soon. Apart from his cousin, no other woman can come to his house."

The doctor's expression became increasingly intriguing.

Sang Yu coughed once, "The patient is the priority."

Let's not gossip anymore.

The doctor examined Gu Yanzhou without any sign of urgency. After finishing, he gave Sang Yu some instructions and then packed his things to leave.

"High fever caused by catching a cold, no inflammation. If the fever doesn't subside by tonight, call me."

The doctor glanced at Gu Yanzhou, who was lying unconscious on the bed, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"Don't overwork yourself when you're sick."

what?

Sang Yu's thoughts were all on the person in bed, and she didn't immediately react to what the doctor was saying.

Overwork? Gu Yanzhou is sick and can't do any physical labor.

How much more overworked can one be?

After seeing the doctor off, Sang Yu brought in a basin of cool water, soaked a towel, and prepared to apply it to him.

The person on the bed suddenly groaned, perhaps because she was hot. Gu Yanzhou pulled off most of the blanket, turned to her side, casually bent his legs, and frowned.

It was already obvious, but now it's even more obvious.

In that instant, Sang Yu suddenly understood the deeper meaning behind the doctor's words. The doctor probably noticed that Gu Yanzhou was not wearing any clothes under the covers, which is why he made those meaningful remarks.

This is incredibly embarrassing.

However, Gu Yanzhou's sickly yet handsome appearance, along with his superior physique comparable to a male model, does indeed make him very attractive.

Sang Yu, without looking at him directly, applied a towel to his face.

"Drink of water."

The doctor said to give Gu Yanzhou more water. He usually works out and is in good health. He should be able to get his fever down after a good night's sleep.

The person on the bed looked like a giant doll. It took Sang Yu a lot of effort to help Gu Yanzhou sit up and carefully feed him water.

Seeing Gu Yanzhou obediently drinking water with his eyes closed, Sang Yu's heart softened, and she couldn't help but pat his head.

"So good."

Sang Yu put the water glass aside, then changed the towel. She touched Gu Yanzhou's forehead and found it was still a little hot, but much better.

She tried to get up to change the towel, but Gu Yanzhou grabbed her hand and kept pressing it against her face.

"hot."

Gu Yanzhou rubbed against Sang Yu's hand uncomfortably, like a big dog. His long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips were slightly moistened with water because he had just drunk water, making people want to take a bite.

Hold on! He's a patient right now!

Sang Yu turned her head away, "Go to sleep obediently, I'm going..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly pulled onto the bed.

Gu Yanzhou pressed Sang Yu down beneath him, rubbing against her cool skin, and sighed contentedly.

Sang Yu was somewhat flustered and hurriedly tried to push him away.

"Do not move."

Sang Yu parted her red lips slightly and patted Gu Yanzhou's shoulder, trying to comfort him.

This posture is really weird, she could feel it.

What I saw before, I now truly feel.

The real feeling is even more terrifying.

Gu Yanzhou had a high nose bridge. He gently brushed against Sang Yu's face, his thin lips lightly brushing against hers, soft like a small brush.

Sang Yu wasn't sure if he was fully conscious at that moment.

"Get up, you're weighing me down."

Sang Yu tried to push Gu Yanzhou's body, because he had a fever, and every part of his body was burning hot.

The heat made Sang Yu feel uneasy.

Gu Yanzhou frowned slightly, looking a little aggrieved, and turned over, but didn't let go of his hand.

He lay on his side, still holding Sangyu firmly in his arms.

Sang Yu leaned against Gu Yanzhou's chest, her back to him. The close proximity made her bite her lower lip, her face flushing red, which spread to behind her ears.

That's outrageous! How can someone be this fierce when they're sick?

Sang Yu gave up struggling and simply closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, letting the person behind her cling to her.

In the early morning, a ray of light shone on the man's straight nose. Gu Yanzhou moved his body and felt something pressing down on his arm, and his head also felt a little dizzy.

Slowly opening my eyes, I saw soft, long hair, its delicate fragrance clearly emanating from it—a scent I had smelled many times in my dreams.

Gu Yanzhou subconsciously distanced himself. Was he dreaming again?

Seemingly sensing the pressure on her waist ease, Sang Yu lazily turned over, her dark hair softly cascading down her shoulders, her unadorned face almost translucent white.

"Sangsang?"

Gu Yanzhou wasn't quite sure, because his high fever made him somewhat delirious, and he couldn't distinguish whether he was in reality or dreaming.

His slender hand suddenly wrapped around her waist, and her soft body snuggled into his arms.

"Don't move, I'm sleepy."

The fragrance enveloped him, and Gu Yanzhou dared not move, stiffening his body as the other held him freely.

Suddenly, Sang Yu raised her head, cupped Gu Yanzhou's face in her hands, and kissed Gu Yanzhou's lower lip.

Like sucking on jelly, I took a small sip, as if I had turned on some kind of switch.

"Well."

Half-asleep, Sang Yu was turned over and her face sank into the soft pillow.

Light, delicate kisses traveled down her cheeks, her slender waist firmly held in the grasp of his large, burning hands.

The thin strap at her shoulder was gently lifted, revealing her smooth, white shoulder blades, an extremely alluring pinkish-white.

"May I?"

The hoarse, low question hinted at suppressed emotions.