Fu Jingfan's body temperature is naturally higher than normal. Su Huaiming was running a fever and feeling cold, so his body instinctively moved closer to something warmer, which is why he slowly moved to Fu Jingfan's side in his sleep.
Before Fu Jingfan could figure out what to do, Su Huaiming felt the cool air, frowned slightly, and moved even closer to the heat source, wrapping his hands and feet around it.
Fu Jingfan put the blanket down, and after a full minute of stiffness, he didn't push Su Huaiming away. Instead, he pulled the blanket down a little to reveal Su Huaiming's face, ensuring he could breathe easily.
Su Huaiming was asleep; there was no need for him to make a fuss over a patient.
Although Su Huaiming nestled close to him, wrapping his arms and legs around him, he was very obedient and made no unnecessary movements. Fu Jingfan gradually got used to Su Huaiming's scent and presence and drifted off to sleep again.
This night was destined to be eventful. After an unknown amount of time, Fu Jingfan was kicked awake.
"..."
As his mind gradually cleared, Fu Jingfan knew who it was without even turning around. He let out a sigh of relief, his head aching, before finally looking at the culprit.
Su Huaiming was covered in sweat, his soft hair was damp, and strands clung to his forehead. Fu Jingfan raised his hand and touched Su Huaiming's forehead, which was no longer as hot as before.
The medicine must have worked; Su Huaiming is sweating and his fever is going down.
She had just felt cold, meaning she was standing next to Fu Jingfan, treating him like a furnace. Now that she was sweating, she felt that Fu Jingfan's body temperature was too high, so she unconsciously moved away and even kicked him in annoyance.
Extremely ruthless.
Su Huaiming was completely oblivious to Fu Jingfan's feelings. Feeling the burning heat on his forehead, he frowned impatiently, muttered something, and slapped Fu Jingfan's hand away.
The "snap" sound echoed in the empty room, its presence all the more striking.
Fu Jingfan looked at the hand that had been slapped to the side, then at Su Huaiming, who was huddled on the other side of the bed, wishing he could stay far away from him. After a few seconds of silence, he couldn't help but laugh in anger.
Su Huaiming is such an ingrate.
Chapter 55
Su Huaiming had a fever all night and was tossing and turning all night.
After sweating, his temperature did drop, but his body was dehydrated. In his sleep, Su Huaiming kept licking his dry lips, which turned from pale to bright red, glistening with moisture and possessing a unique texture.
Su Huaiming was so thirsty that he whined for water without even opening his eyes. Fu Jingfan, a light sleeper, was woken up again. Seeing the drowsy Su Huaiming, he could only resignedly get up and pour him a glass of water.
Su Huaiming was patted on the cheek and Youyou woke up, looking at Fu Jingfan standing in front of him with sleepy eyes.
Fu Jingfan didn't say much, but instead helped Su Huaiming sit up by supporting his shoulder and handed him a water glass.
Upon seeing the water glass, Su Huaiming disregarded everything else, tilted his head back, and gulped it down like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time in the desert. After finishing, he even licked his lips with great relish, not wanting to waste a single drop of water.
Fu Jingfan asked, "Want some more?"
Su Huaiming nodded reservedly, "Yes."
Fu Jingfan poured Su Huaiming a glass of water and brought him a clean T-shirt.
Su Huaiming had a high fever, and no one had the heart to bother him to change his clothes. He was still wearing the shirt he wore during the day. The fabric of the shirt was wet and had a semi-transparent texture. It clung tightly to his body, revealing his flesh color and outlining the lines of his body.
After finishing his water, Su Huaiming looked at the soft T-shirt placed by the bedside, turned around and thanked Fu Jingfan.
He grabbed his T-shirt, crawled under the covers, and covered himself completely, leaving only his smooth forehead and soft black hair exposed.
We're all the same sex; it's just a matter of changing clothes. There's no need to be so guarded. Su Huaiming's deliberate act of hiding under the covers to change clothes only makes his intentions seem more obvious.
Fu Jingfan sat to the side, turning his head to look at the bulge next to him. The blanket rose and fell with Su Huaiming's movements, and the rustling sound of the fabric rubbing against each other filled the dim night with an ambiguous feeling.
Half a minute later, a fair hand emerged from the black blanket, and a sweat-soaked shirt was thrown on the floor. The hand then slipped back into the blanket, causing it to rise and fall even more violently.
Fu Jingfan was also covered by the blanket and could feel the slight pulling force. He lowered his eyes slightly and inevitably saw Su Huaiming's bare shoulders and back through the gap. The rounded lines of his back continued downwards, tightening at the waist to outline a deep concave curve. If you were to touch it, it would fit perfectly.
Fu Jingfan's eyes darkened, his gaze uncontrollably drifting downwards, but the scene from just now vanished in an instant, leaving no trace of its existence, as if it were a figment of his imagination.
After changing into a T-shirt, Su Huaiming crawled out from under the covers. His cheeks were flushed from being covered, and his soft hair was messy, as if it had been abused.
His fever had subsided, and he had changed into clean clothes. He felt much better, and his eyes had a brighter light in them than before.
Su Huaiming thought of how Fu Jingfan had taken care of him and wanted to apologize, but when he turned around, he met Fu Jingfan's dark gaze.
Su Huaiming blinked in confusion, completely unaware of what was happening.
He changed his clothes inside the blanket because he was afraid that taking off his clothes would make him catch a cold and worsen his condition. It wasn't to avoid suspicion or escape Fu Jingfan's gaze. He didn't think about it that way and was completely unaware that his action added an unspeakable, romantic, and ambiguous atmosphere.
"What's wrong?" Su Huaiming touched his face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Jingfan stared intently at Su Huaiming for three seconds before leisurely withdrawing his gaze and saying, "It's nothing."
Fu Jingfan's usual demeanor was too perfect, and his cunning too deep; Su Huaiming had never seen through him. Not wanting to waste his energy, he didn't analyze Fu Jingfan's strange look earlier, but instead said, "Thank you for getting me water and clothes. Thank you for your help."
Fu Jingfan remained silent for a few seconds, then looked intently at Su Huaiming, raising an eyebrow meaningfully.
After Su Huaiming's fever subsided, he used his brain cells, which hadn't been affected by the high temperature, to think carefully for a few seconds, then revealed a confused expression.
Fu Jingfan seemed to have thought of something, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, carrying a hint of mockery.
Su Huaiming only thanked those two things, making no mention of being used as a stove and then being kicked mercilessly afterward—it seemed he had no memory of these events, as if they had nothing to do with him.
Fu Jingfan felt uncomfortable, but he wasn't about to argue with a sick person. He gestured with his chin at Su Huaiming and said, "Although your fever has subsided, you're still not well. Go and rest."
Su Huaiming nodded, still feeling exhausted. He ignored Fu Jingfan, pulled the blanket up a little, closed his eyes, and within seconds, his breathing became shallow; he had already drifted off to sleep.
Fu Jingfan was speechless at Su Huaiming's ability to fall asleep instantly. He stared at Su Huaiming for a full minute before lying down again, not knowing how many times he had fallen asleep that night.
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Su Huaiming has a strong biological clock, but his body is still in the recovery phase. When he woke up the next day, it was already 9:30 in the morning. The bed was not warm at all, and Fu Jingfan had already gone to the company.
Su Huaiming's body temperature had completely returned to normal, but just to be on the safe side, he still put on thicker clothes and covered himself up completely before coming out of the room.
As soon as Su Huaiming appeared, the butler and the others hurried up to him, showing concern and asking about his well-being.
After learning that Su Huaiming did not have a fever, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and immediately served him specially prepared food so that Su Huaiming could replenish his strength.
Su Huaiming ate a few bites of food, then suddenly remembered Fu Xiaoxiao and asked, "Where's Xiao Xiao?"
Before the butler could answer, there was a double knock on the closed door next to him, as if in response.
Su Huaiming gave the butler a wink and lowered his voice, "Is Xiao Xiao inside?"
The butler nodded with a wry smile. "I was afraid the young master would disturb you, and I was also afraid he would catch something, so I haven't dared to let him come out. But the doctor said you caught a cold from being chilled, not from a virus."
Children are generally less healthy, and since nothing is 100% certain, no one dares to take the risk. The housekeeper still didn't allow Fu Xiaoxiao to visit Su Huaiming.
The butler, as if struck by a sudden thought, smiled with relief. "While you were still asleep this morning, the young master ran to your door several times and stood there for a long time. He wanted to see you, but we stopped him. He really cares about you!"
Su Huaiming raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised as he recalled Fu Xiaoxiao's timid and unruly demeanor.
He didn't say much, and after finishing breakfast, he went back to his room to rest.
Although his fever had subsided, he was still exhausted. As a patient, Su Huaiming naturally lay in bed, making no other movements except for turning over.
Su Huaiming was looking at his phone when he suddenly heard a rustling sound at the door. When he looked over, he found that the door was open a crack, and a green dinosaur head was peeking out, looking around.
?????
The door opened wider and wider, Su Huaiming finally noticed that it was Fu Xiaoxiao wearing dinosaur pajamas.
Fu Xiaoxiao was completely covered from head to toe, wearing a professional protective mask and goggles. In addition, a transparent plastic hard plate was wrapped around the dinosaur's head, providing a level of protection comparable to 3s+, with almost no risk of infection.
For some reason, Fu Xiaoxiao peeked around the door like a thief. After making sure no one was around, she tiptoed over and quietly approached the bedside.
He was completely absorbed in his own world and didn't notice Su Huaiming watching Su Huaiming. When their eyes met, Fu Xiaoxiao was startled and jumped up, almost dropping the fruit plate he was holding.
"You... you..." Fu Xiaoxiao stammered, her tone slightly resentful, "You deliberately scared me!"
Su Huaiming: "..." This is truly a terrible injustice to me.
He didn't hold it against Fu Xiaoxiao, but looked him up and down, a helpless smile on his face. "What are you trying to do?"
"I've brought you some fruit." Fu Xiaoxiao puffed out her chest, the dinosaur head on her hat swaying from side to side with a look of considerable pride. "This is my professional gear; no virus can harm me!"
Su Huaiming nodded and chimed in, "Xiao Xiao is amazing! This set of equipment is fantastic!"
Fu Xiaoxiao was so happy after being praised that she not only shook her head, but her chubby tail also wagged back and forth, almost turning into a propeller like a dog's tail.
Seeing Fu Xiaoxiao's happy expression, Su Huaiming couldn't help but smile.
Although Fu Xiaoxiao took good precautions, children's immune systems are too weak, and it's not good for her to stay with him any longer. So Su Huaiming said, "Thank you for bringing me fruit. After you put the fruit plate down, you can go out and play."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaoxiao put on a serious face and said solemnly, "No, you're a patient now, you can't eat fruit by yourself."
"What should we do then?" Su Huaiming asked helplessly.
"Let me feed you~" Fu Xiaoxiao took small steps, sidled up to Su Huaiming's bedside, stuck a slice of apple on a toothpick, and fed it to Su Huaiming's mouth.
Su Huaiming was touched and gratified that Fu Xiaoxiao would take the initiative to feed him. Just as he was about to open his mouth to eat the apple, Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly made an "Eh" sound and took the apple back.
Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes darted around, and a series of mischievous ideas popped into her mind.
He genuinely wanted to eat fruit with Su Huaiming, and he also genuinely wanted to take advantage of Su Huaiming's illness to use apples as leverage to make demands on Su Huaiming.
"If you want to eat apples, you have to let me eat two ice creams every day!" Fu Xiaoxiao said this confidently, without the slightest bit of guilt.
Su Huaiming was so angry he laughed, and for a moment he didn't refute.
This gave Fu Xiaoxiao even more confidence, "You need to give me more money, I want to buy Da Qiang and Xiao Mei a castle."
"Also, you should speak well of me to Dad and praise me a lot."
"And also, after you get better, you have to take me out to play. I want to go to the amusement park again; I didn't get enough of it last time."
"..."
Fu Xiaoxiao made five or six requests in one go, and the more she talked, the more she wanted to ask, while Su Huaiming didn't get a single bite of apple.
Before Su Huaiming could even agree, Fu Xiaoxiao was already shaking his head with joy, as if Su Huaiming was about to take him to the amusement park.
Su Huaiming raised an eyebrow; he should have guessed long ago that Fu Xiaoxiao wouldn't be so considerate.
After Fu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she looked at Su Huaiming, held up the apple again, and said in a childish voice, "I'll give you the apple if you agree, okay? Hurry up and agree."
As Fu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she couldn't help but act coquettishly, leaning forward and wagging her chubby tail in a phantom-like motion.
Su Huaiming: "..." Dream on!
Su Huaiming shut his mouth, turned his head away from Fu Xiaoxiao, and said, "You can leave now. I don't want to eat apples."
Fu Xiaoxiao:Σ( ° △°)
He never expected things to develop this way, and he was completely stunned.
Su Huaiming, adept at dealing with Fu Xiaoxiao, put on a wronged expression, refusing to even glance at the apple, and accused, "You clearly don't want to give me any fruit! I'm going to tell your dad about this!"