He was afraid that something might happen to Xie Huan because of his negligence.
Xie Huan raised his hand to touch his forehead and felt no temperature difference.
Still wondering. "You have a fever? No, I'm always sick, and I don't get sick all year round."
Pei Tingyun found the thermometer and couldn't help but stuff it into Xie Huan's mouth:
"Look, it must be above 38 degrees!"
As the thermometer beeped, Pei Tingyun took the thermometer out of Xie Huan's mouth.
Sure enough.
Temperature display: 38.5℃.
Pei Tingyun sighed, "You are hotter than today! Just lie down and I'll go find a doctor."
After saying that, Pei Tingyun turned around and walked away. He walked halfway and then turned back.
Xie Huan had always been too hot before and never covered herself with a quilt.
I don't know where he put the thin quilt originally prepared for Xie Huan.
Pei Tingyun just take his quilt and cover it with Xie Huan.
Finally, he warned, "Don't get out of bed!"
Then he strode away.
Xie Huan obediently wrapped himself in a quilt and turned into a silkworm chrysalis.
Not long after, Pei Tingyun brought over the medical staff who had been on standby from the program team.
Xie Huan pupated twice on the bed and asked Pei Tingyun in a low voice, "Ting'er, can I take a shower? I feel so sticky after sweating. I feel so uncomfortable."
Pei Tingyun ruthlessly refused. "No! Just stay still and let the doctor check you first."
Xie Huan pursed his lips and stopped moving.
When the doctor asks a question, he answers.
After questioning and simple inspection.
The doctor initially determined that Xie Huan had acute gastroenteritis because he ate too spicy food at noon.
However, Xie Huan has no other symptoms except nausea, inability to eat, and high body temperature, and he seems to be in good spirits.
The situation is not serious.
The doctor told them not to worry too much, then pulled down the quilt on Xie Huan a little, and told them that covering him too tightly would be detrimental to heat dissipation.
After saying that, he went back to prescribe medicine for Xie Huan.
Pei Tingyun took the doctor outside and asked, "Doctor, in his case, can he just take medicine? Doesn't he need to drink water?"
Doctor: "In his case, you can physically cool down the patient first. If the temperature cannot be lowered, then consider injecting fluids."
Pei Tingyun understood it, but the words physical cooling touched upon his knowledge blind spot.
In the past, when he was sick, he would either carry it by himself or go to the hospital to get water.
What kind of treatment is physical cooling? I have never experienced it.
Pei Tingyun didn't understand, so he asked, "Physical cooling... how to lower it?"
The doctor patiently answered him:
"You can use a towel dipped in water slightly cooler than your body temperature to wipe his body, mainly his forehead, neck, armpits, and groin."
Pei Tingyun Still didn't understand, so he asked, "Where is the groin?"
The doctor pointed it out to him.
Just one glance made Pei Tingyun's ears turn red.
It's not because there's something wrong with the location.
But when I think about rubbing that position with Xie Huan...
Pei Tingyun:"... I know, thank you, doctor!"
The doctor didn't notice Pei Tingyun's embarrassment, and still warned him very seriously:
"I'll get him some fever-reducing medicine and medicine to treat gastroenteritis. We'll check him tonight. If the fever doesn't subside by tomorrow morning, he'll have to take fluids."
Pei Tingyun: "Okay. I'll go get the medicine with you, and you don't have to make another trip."
Doctor: "Okay. I'll tell you how to take the medicine later. Just take more care of him tonight. If you have any questions, come to me anytime. I'll live in the building behind him."
When Pei Tingyun came back with the medicine, the director was already sitting beside Xie Huan's bed.
See this scene.
Pei Tingyun frowned, and every pore on his body began to exude an unwelcome smell.
There was no trace of affection in those eyes, which were as affectionate as a dog's. They were filled with calm anger.
Pei Tingyun:"What are you doing here?"
The answer to the question is obvious.
But the director knew that this was definitely not what Pei Tingyun wanted to hear.
Just when the director was racking his brains to think of an apology, Xie Huan spoke:
"Oh, I'm so ugly, Director Yin is here to give us money!"
Pei Tingyun was not comforted.
Because in his opinion, physical pain cannot be offset by money.
Seeing that he had no intention of asking, the director took the initiative to explain, "As for the funding, the program team has decided to give you 40,000 yuan, and it will be announced tomorrow."
Pei Tingyun still has a bad face, but the rights and interests that should be fought for still have to be fought for, and Xie Huan cannot be sick in vain.
He directly stretched out five fingers. "Fifty thousand."
The director choked up. "Fifty, fifty thousand?"
Seeing the director's hesitation, Pei Tingyun raised an eyebrow. "He is so uncomfortable. The program team is not willing to pay for such a small amount of mental damage compensation?"
Xie Huan heard this and immediately rolled over on the bed, holding his stomach.
While rolling, he howled. "Oh, it hurts!"
Pei Tingyun Seeing this, he immediately ignored the director.
Immediately squatting next to the bed to see Xie Huan's condition. "Where does it hurt? Is it serious? Do you need to call a doctor?"
My heart and eyes are filled with only worry and distress.
It doesn't matter whether it's money or not.
In the midst of the war and chaos, the director gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Fifty thousand is fifty thousand!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Huan immediately stopped rolling.
Still holding his stomach, he turned around and said to the director, "Thank you!"
Pei Tingyun The heart that had just been lifted up was immediately put down.
I was scared to death and thought he was really in pain, but it turned out he was just faking it.
The director also realized that Xie Huan was just faking it, but the promise had already been given and there was no way to take it back.
Pei Tingyun stood up and sat beside Xie Huan's bed.
Then he pointed to the door with his chin and said to the director expressionlessly, "Okay, the money has been sent, let's go back."
Director: "..."
Who asked him to explain his mistake? He didn't say anything, so he left in despair.
After the director left, Pei Tingyun asked Xie Huan: "Does it still hurt?"
Xie Huan sat up and smiled, "It doesn't hurt, just fooling him!"
Pei Tingyun: "The acting is very good, I almost got fooled by you."
Xie Huan said in surprise, "Oh my, is this really true? Last time you even said that my acting skills were not that good!"
Pei Tingyun sighed and said in a serious tone, "Don't lie to me in the future, I will believe you."
Xie Huan blinked. "Oh, I told you to say Z! Can I lie to you? What do you think of me?"
Pei Tingyun poured a glass of water and handed it to Xie Huan: "Okay. Come on, take the medicine."
Xie Huan took the cup, and without asking what kind of medicine Pei Tingyun asked him to take, he stuffed it into his mouth, took a sip of water, raised his head and poured it in.
Xie Huan handed the cup back to Pei Tingyun with a flattering smile, "I've finished drinking the medicine, can I take a shower?"
Pei Tingyun decisively refused. "No! You have a fever and you take a shower. Do you want the fever to reach 40 degrees?"
Xie Huan felt aggrieved and said, "Oh my, that won't work. You have mysophobia and you won't smell good if you don't take a bath. You should think I'm burying you."
Pei Tingyun dumbfounded. "I don't mind you burying Tai."
Not only don't you mind it, I will also cool you down physically.
When I think of physical cooling, Pei Tingyun's ears turn red again.