After Transmigrating into a Book, I Have an Entire Family of Cannon Fodder

50

"Star, get up!"

"Stars, stars?"

When it was time to go to work, Anran went to the top floor to wake up his artist. I rang the doorbell for a long time, but I haven't heard an echo.

Qi Xingchen has a light sleep. Every day, he will open the door for her in a daze if he presses one or two times. The more Anran waited, the more anxious he was. He was afraid that he would leave too late and delay the shooting. He didn't care about the difference between men and women, so he quickly swiped the door with his door card.

When she entered the room, she went straight to the bedroom, and saw a large ball bulging on the bed, and the person she wanted to call stuffed herself into the quilt.

No wonder I can't hear it.

Anran was afraid of scaring him, so he squatted aside and called him gently: "Stars."

There is no movement.

"Star, if you don't get up, the business director will scold you!"

The other party finally gave a reaction: "Well..."

No, this sound... It seems to be very empty.

Anran heard some problems sensitively and thought that it was good that Qi Xingchen did not have the habit of sleeping naked, so he carefully lifted the quilt.

The moment I saw the man under the quilt, I was shocked!

--Qi Xingchen curled up in his arms, his face flushed and his lips were blue and white. If you look carefully, you can see that his body trembles slightly, and the back of the cotton pajamas has been soaked with sweat.

Anran reached out and touched his forehead... So hot!

He has a fever!

Anran quickly pushed him, "Xingxing, wake up a little. I'll find Lao Qin to take you to the hospital."

"... It's okay," Qi Xingchen felt that he was probably sick, otherwise it wouldn't be so cold. "I'll just take some medicine."

"No, you have to hang the water." Anran pulled out a coat from the wardrobe and wanted to put it on for him.

Qi Xingchen bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain made him feel much less heavy. He sat up with his arms supported and stopped him, "It really doesn't work. It's all my part today. Sister Anran, have you brought a thermometer and antipyretics?

"I'm wearing it, but..."

"Please bring it for me."

"Oh, you are really..." He jumped angrily, but looking at Qi Xingchen's completely unyive expression, he gritted his teeth and went back to his room to get the medicine box.

Her room is on the 14th floor, and Qi Xingchen has changed her clothes and trousers when she comes up again.

He took the medicine box from her hand, skillfully opened the thermometer and stuffed it into his armpit. He took out a heat-reheating sticker, pasted it on his forehead, and ordered in an orderly manner: "Sister Anran, please help me pour a cup of warm water and a cup of hot water."

Warm water is used to take medicine, hot water is used to sweat, and he went to the water dispenser to pick up the water as he said.

During this period, Qi Xingchen took advantage of this period to find cold medicine and antipyretic medicine. After getting warm water, he raised his chin and swallowed eight pills at one time.

After all this, he held the glass and slowly drank hot water.

After drinking more than half of the glass, the chill faded a lot. He looked at Anran frowning and pouting. He joked, "What are you worried about? Drinking more hot water can cure all kinds of diseases. I'll be fine soon."