Chapter 7 The little beast in my heart is roaring

In the morning, Yu Hang was woken up by the doorbell in a daze. Yu Hang opened his eyes and looked at the time. It was already 10:30 in the morning. He thought that Ying Zhen should come to give him homework, so he climbed out of bed up.

I don't know what's wrong, Yu Hang felt dizzy, and accidentally stepped on the ground when he was going down the stairs. Fortunately, he reacted in time and grabbed the handrail so that he wouldn't roll down the stairs.

Yu Hang opened the big iron door of his house, and it was indeed Ying Zhen standing at the door, Yu Hang squeezed out a bright smile, "Brother Ying Zhen, come in quickly."

Ying Zhen took the textbook and followed Yu Hang into the door.

"Why is your face so red?" Ying Zhen looked at Yu Hang's sickly red face and asked anxiously.

Hearing this, Yu Hang touched his face with his hand, it was hotter than usual.

"It's okay, Brother Ying Zhen, maybe it's too hot."

"Did you catch a cold from playing in the water yesterday?" Ying Zhen said while touching Yu Hang's forehead with his hand, and then touched his own forehead, feeling whether Yu Hang's body temperature is normal.

"Your forehead is so hot! Yu Hang, you have a fever."

"No, I feel pretty good."

"No, you need to go to the hospital now, go and change your clothes, we'll go out now."

"I'm fine, Brother Ying Zhen, I have experience. In this case, drink some hot water and sleep to make sure you'll be fine."

Yu Hang's health was not very good since he was a child. I don't know how many times he had a fever. When Xue Ting could take care of it, she would take Yu Hang to the clinic for an injection and medicine. With scars all over his body, how can he control Yu Hang who has a fever.

The number of times has increased, and Yu Hang has also gained experience. He knows to what extent drinking hot water will relieve nausea and sweating, and to what extent it is really necessary to take some antipyretics or go to the clinic to drink salt water.

In this situation, Yu Hang knew very well that he just had a low-grade fever, so it shouldn't be a big deal, and he didn't even need to take medicine.

But Ying Zhen insisted on taking Yu Hang to the hospital, Yu Hang had no choice but to go upstairs and change his clothes and followed Ying Zhen to the hospital.

The doctor prescribed some antipyretics for Yu Hang and sent the two of them away. When they got home, Ying Zhen boiled a pot of hot water for Yu Hang, and sat on Yu Hang's sofa to study the instructions of the medicine meticulously.

After the water boiled and cooled for a while, Ying Zhen poured out a cup and handed it to Yu Hang.

"Take the red capsule three times a day, take two at a time, and take the white tablet twice a day, take one at a time. Remember to take both of them 15 minutes after meals."

Ying Zhen memorized all the usage written in the manual in her heart, and explained it to Yu Hang again.

"Auntie came over at noon and asked her to cook millet porridge. I drink this every time I have a fever, and it works."

Yu Hang nodded, Ying Zhen asked him to lie down on the bed again, and Yu Hang obediently covered the quilt and closed his eyes.

Seeing that Yu Hang lay down obediently, he originally wanted to leave first and then visit him in the afternoon, but he was worried that Yu Hang would be alone at home. Although the doctor said it was only a low-grade fever, he was still afraid that if Yu Hang passed out after he left If Yu Hang is alone at home and no one will find out, it will cause irreparable consequences.

So Ying Zhen moved the chair in front of the desk to Yu Hang's bed and watched him sleep.

Yu Hang fell asleep drowsily, and while half asleep and half awake, he smelled the fragrance of rice porridge for a while, and Yu Hang woke up completely after a while.

"Brother Ying Zhen, you didn't go back?"

Ying Zhen was holding a white porcelain bowl in his hand, which contained light yellow millet porridge. The rice porridge was steaming, it should have just been boiled.

"It's just in time for you to wake up, drink this, and sleep after taking the medicine!" Ying Zhen stirred the bottom of the bowl with a spoon to let the scalding hot porridge cool down as soon as possible.

It was the first time in Yu Hang's life that he felt sick, and he realized that being sick was a happy thing. Although he was dizzy, it felt so good to be taken care of by Ying Zhen. Yu Hang wanted to be sick all the time. Just go down.

After taking the medicine, Yu Hang was asked to sleep by Ying Zhen again, and Ying Zhen sat beside Yu Hang's bed, touching his forehead from time to time to test his temperature.

When Yu Hang woke up in the afternoon, the fever had almost subsided, but Ying Zhen was still worried, fearing that Yu Hang's fever would flare up again in the middle of the night, so he simply stayed at Yu Hang's house overnight.

In Beizhou's summer, the nights were swelteringly hot. Ying Zhen and Yu Hang were squeezed together on the same bed. Because Yu Hang was sick, Ying Zhen didn't dare to turn on the air conditioner. sweat.

In the dark, Yu Hang said, "Brother Ying Zhen, why don't you turn on the air conditioner, I'm really fine now."

"I'm not hot, go to sleep!"

The bodies of the two were very close, Yu Hang could feel the hotness and restlessness on Ying Zhen's body, and there was a little beast in his heart roaring and calling, asking him to get closer to Ying Zhen, even closer.

But Yu Hang restrained himself, he didn't want the beast's sharp claws to hurt Ying Zhen, not at all.

Ying Zhen was sleepless all night, partly because it was too hot for the two of them to sleep together.On the other hand, Yu Hang always kicked the quilt. Ying Zhen was afraid that he would catch a cold in the middle of the night, so Yu Hang kicked the quilt to his side several times. Ying Zhen immediately got up and covered Yu Hang back with the quilt.

At dawn, Ying Zhen saw that Yu Hang hadn't burned up again after a night, and after telling him to drink more hot water, he went home to take a shower and catch up on sleep.

After Ying Zhen left, Yu Hang lay alone on the empty bed, and as soon as he turned over, he fell asleep in the position where Ying Zhen was lying last night.

The pillow was a spare pillow found in the closet, and it was the same style as the one Yu Hang usually slept on. Yu Hang buried his head in it, and there was a faint fragrance, which was Ying Zhen's unique smell.

After waking up, Yu Hang put the pillow he usually slept on in the closet by mistake, and left the pillow that Ying Zhen slept on on the bed.

Yu Hang didn't know when he started to look less and less like himself. His emotions seemed to have a switch, but the remote control to control it was not on his body, but to Ying Zhen.

If you see Ying Zhen, you will be happy, but if you don't see Ying Zhen, you will be disappointed. Yu Hang doesn't know if this is good or bad, but he can't control himself anymore.

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