bookrandom Chapter 467 Zhou Yi Has a Fever
Chapter 467 Zhou Yi Has a Fever
Zhou Yi is not fat, she is very thin, but her figure is very well-proportioned. She is not thin where she should be, and not fat where she should be.
Moreover, she has a great figure, with a long, slender neck, defined collarbones, a slim waist, long legs, and exquisite wrists.
She usually wears loose clothing and doesn't dress up, so these advantages aren't very noticeable.
But at this moment, she kicked off the blanket and tossed and turned, the collar of her nightgown unconsciously tilting to one side, revealing her delicate collarbone and neck.
At the same time, the hem of her skirt was kicked up to her thighs, revealing her perfectly proportioned legs to Wenren Chen without reservation.
The air fell silent.
Wenren Chen stared at her slender, fair legs for a few moments, then turned his gaze away and gently covered her with the blanket again.
This time, Zhou Yi didn't kick it away and obediently fell asleep.
Wenren Chen stood in front of the bed, looking at the face that was sleeping on its side facing him.
She was still sleeping soundly, kicking off the blankets without her even realizing it.
She didn't even know he came to her bedside to cover her with a blanket.
He gazed at her for a long time, then returned to the small bed, lay down, covered himself with the blanket, and closed his eyes.
Very quickly, the atmosphere of slumber once again filled the place.
Zhou Yi stopped turning over, and Wenren Chen fell asleep.
A sense of tranquility enveloped the place.
but.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, the person on the bed stirred again.
roll over.
She quickly kicked the blanket away.
As soon as she moved, Wenren Chen woke up.
He looked at her.
The blanket was kicked to the foot of the bed, and most of it fell down, revealing her entire body.
She was sleeping on her side, facing the window.
But she seemed to be sleeping restlessly, and after a while, she turned over and rolled onto this side.
Upon seeing this, Wenren Chen got up and quietly went to the bedside.
With just one glance, he noticed her furrowed brows, and upon closer listening, he could hear that her breathing had changed.
He focused his gaze and turned on the light.
In an instant, the person on the bed with flushed cheeks came into view.
His eyes were dark and dull.
He immediately pressed the call button, sat on the bed, and placed his well-defined knuckles on Zhou Yi's forehead.
piping hot.
His knuckles curled up, and he said in a deep voice, "Zhou Yi."
Zhou Yi was having trouble sleeping, but she didn't wake up. She was very sleepy and exhausted.
Therefore, she was unaware of Wenren Chenlai's arrival.
But as the lights were turned on, the bright light stung her eyes, and then a familiar voice entered her ears, causing her to groggily open her eyes.
A cold, stern face came into view.
Zhou Yi stared at the face, momentarily stunned, before finally remembering who it was.
She called out, "Sir..."
The voice was soft, weak, and powerless.
Upon hearing this voice, Wenren Chen's expression darkened further.
He picked up the blanket she had kicked to the foot of the bed and covered her with it, then held her burning hand and asked, "Where do you feel unwell?"
Uncomfortable?
My consciousness wasn't very clear, and I even felt like I was still dreaming.
However, following Wenren Chen's words, she looked around and saw everything in the ward.
Gradually, Zhou Yi remembered where she was and what had happened before.
Only then did she feel the pain in her back.
Zhou Yi regained consciousness.
She clearly saw that Wenren Chen's expression was different from usual; it was tense.
She shook her head: "Sir, I'm fine."
I didn't want him to worry; it's just a little pain, which is normal.
As she spoke, she looked around again. The lights were very bright, and it seemed that it was still dark.
She looked out the window.
The curtains were drawn tightly shut, and nothing could be seen outside.
But if it's daytime, there will be light when it gets light.
There is no light now; it's pitch black outside.
Is it still dark?
Zhou Yi was a little stunned, then moved her body, trying to sit up.
As soon as she moved, Wenren Chen understood what she meant, picked her up, and let her lean against his chest.
He touched her forehead; it was frighteningly hot.
His eyes grew increasingly somber.
It's terrifyingly heavy.
Zhou Yi didn't realize she had a fever; she just felt extremely weak and dizzy.
When Wenren Chen pulled her into his arms from the bed, that one action made her even more dizzy.
She leaned limply against his chest, her eyes half-closed, trying to calm the dizziness.
Seeing that she was about to close her eyes, Wenren Chen tightened his grip on her arm: "Zhou Yi?"
Hearing his voice, Zhou Yi opened her eyes and saw his eyes looking down at her, filled with a deep, dark color, like the rolling waves of the sea under the night sky, changing the color of heaven and earth.
It's chilling.
Zhou Yi had never seen Wenren Chen like this before, and she was instinctively afraid, but she said, "Sir, I'm fine, I just feel a little dizzy, you don't need to worry."
"Click!"
The door opened, and the doctor and nurse rushed in: "Mr. Wenren."
Wenren Chen said, "She has a fever."
He didn't see a doctor, but only looked at the person in his arms, his eyes dark and brooding.
The doctor immediately said, "Please put the patient on the bed, and we will examine the patient right away."
Wenren Chen did not respond to the doctor's words, but he gently placed Zhou Yi on the bed and covered her with a blanket.
The doctor immediately examined Zhou Yi, taking her temperature, measuring her blood pressure, and checking the injury on her back.
Very quickly, the doctors and nurses surrounded Zhou Yi.
Wenren Chen did not leave. He stood in front of the bed, watching the person who had fallen asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed. His face was terribly cold and stern.
"It's a fever caused by an infected wound, 38.7 degrees Celsius. We need to bring the fever down immediately."
"Now prepare these medicines and give the patient an injection and IV drip immediately."
After examining Zhou Yi, the doctor immediately told the nurse about several medications.
The nurse said, "I'll go get it right away."
He then quickly left to get the medicine.
The doctor then instructed another nurse to bring over some physical cooling materials.
Soon, the atmosphere in the ward became tense and busy.
Wenren Chen remained silent, standing by the bedside, staring at the person on it. Her face was frighteningly red, and she was becoming increasingly disoriented.
As the nurse gave her an IV drip, the doctor used alcohol to cool her down, and gradually, she fell asleep.
She didn't cry, didn't fuss, and didn't struggle. Even when she was uncomfortable, she didn't utter a sound and just slept peacefully.
Looking at her obedient and well-behaved appearance, Wenren Chen felt a chill in the ward, making it feel like the dead of winter, causing people to shiver.
The doctors and nurses were all on high alert, not daring to relax or be negligent in the slightest.
The lights in the ward remained on as time slowly passed.
The doctors and nurses did not leave the ward until Zhou Yi's fever subsided and the flush on her face faded. The doctor, holding the thermometer and looking at the normal temperature reading, finally relaxed and said to Wenren Chen, "Thirty-six and seven degrees, Mr. Wenren, the patient's fever has subsided."
Actually, it's quite normal for a wound to become inflamed and cause a fever after an injury; it's not unusual.
It shouldn't be so urgent that people feel like they're being rushed to their deaths, racing against time.
but.
As Zhou Yi developed a fever, Wenren Chen's complexion and aura changed drastically, as if Zhou Yi was in imminent danger and they would all go to hell with her.
They were on high alert, not daring to relax for even a moment.
Only now did I dare to exhale.
Looking at the pale, haggard face that had lost its rosy glow, Wenren Chen asked, "Will the fever return?"
The doctor paused, his nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.