What's Wrong with Getting a New Wife? [Rebirth] [MTL]

Chapter 11

This time, Gu Ji was awakened by the heat. Before he regained consciousness, he closed his eyes and pushed away the quilt covering his body, and he felt cool immediately.

　　After a while, the quilt was covered again.

　　Gu Ji felt hot and pushed the quilt away, cursing.

　　Then the quilt came over him again, bringing with it a stuffy heat.

　　"It's so hot."

　　Gu Ji couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened his eyes to see what was going on, but he saw someone who shouldn't be here.

　　"...Yan Congyu?" Gu Ji just wanted to sleep now, and he was not very awake. Seeing that it was an acquaintance, he did not think much about it and whispered in a low voice: "Don't cover me with a blanket."

　　Yan Congyu was also helpless. He had never taken care of a patient before, but it rained yesterday and the temperature dropped today. He had to cover himself with a blanket in this weather.

　　While Gu Ji was awake for a few seconds, Yan Congyu washed the antipyretic medicine with warm water, pushed the boy on the bed, and said, "Drink it before going to sleep."

　　Gu Ji: "No."

　　Yan Congyu looked at the boy with his eyes closed. His hair was a little messy and a little softer than usual. He lowered his voice and said, "Take the medicine and go to sleep."

　　Gu Ji ignored him.

　　"..."

　　Yan Congyu is really not very good at taking care of patients. The medicine must be taken, but he doesn't know whether he should force Gu Ji to wake up in this situation, or what he should do?

　　As the saying goes, if soft tactics don't work, try hard tactics, but it's hard to do it.

　　Yan Congyu thought for a moment, lowered his head and asked, "Are you hot?"

　　Gu Ji: "...Hot."

　　"Then drink the medicine." Yan Congyu tore the medicine box into cardboard and waved it at him twice as if it were a fan, "I'll fan you."

　　There was indeed a light cool breeze blowing on his face. Gu Ji hesitated for a moment, as if he was weighing the pros and cons in his heart, but ultimately succumbed to the sultry heat.

　　He sat up slowly, his head a little tired, and asked in a low voice: "Where is the medicine?"

　　The temperature of the medicine was just right, and Yan Congyu handed him the cup. Smelling the bitter taste of the medicine, Gu Ji drank it in one gulp, frowned, and went back to sleep.

　　Gu Ji closed his eyes and urged succinctly: "It's time to fan the air."

　　Yan Congyu chuckled softly. He originally wanted to let Gu Ji drink another cup of hot water, but now he thought about it and decided to give up. He kept his promise and fanned him.

　　...

　　When Gu Ji woke up again, the drowsiness had improved a lot. When he propped himself up and sat up, the wet towel fell from his forehead.

　　"You're awake. Are you feeling better?" a clear voice sounded.

　　Gu Ji paused, and when he turned his head and saw Yan Congyu, he almost thought he was still asleep. He didn't react for a long time, and asked hesitantly: "Xiao Yan, why are you here?"

　　Yan Congyu sat on the chair next to him, "I knew you had a fever this morning. Your roommate had to go to class, and I happened to have no class today, so I came to see you."