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"How can the burning not return?"

Jian Yumin touched Jian Yiling's forehead every once in a while, most of the drops were hanging down, why the temperature was still so high.

The old lady was also anxious, but it didn't help to be anxious. With this medicine, it is impossible to heal right away. It takes a process to reduce fever.

Jian Yiling felt very heavy and had a nightmare in a daze.

In the dream, she was the former Jian Yiling. When she was seriously ill, she was lying on a hospital bed and opened the phone address book, but there was no one to contact.

In the dream, she knew she was dying, but she didn't know who to tell her last words.

In a daze, Jian Yiling woke up and saw the same ward as in the dream.

"you're awake?"

Jian Yumin's voice interrupted Jian Yiling's thoughts.

Jian Yiling turned to look at him.

Jian Yumin was still wearing pajamas and looked at her worriedly.

The old lady on the sofa in the ward also stood up.

"Little boy, how are you?"

The old lady came over.

Jian Yiling realized that he was sick.

She forgot that her body's resistance was already poor, and she couldn't stand her toss.

"never mind."

Jian Yiling spoke, his voice lighter than usual, and his words were difficult.

"It's okay, it's obviously something!" The old lady was distressed and uncomfortable. "The doctor said that you burned for a while before you burned out. Did you endure it in the middle of the night?"

The old lady was right, Jian Yiling felt uncomfortable when she was busy a little bit faster last night.

She just went to sleep without disturbing her family.

Jian Yiling didn't answer, the old lady knew she had guessed.

Looking at the small lump in the hospital bed, the old lady's tears were about to fall: "You are so mad at me! I won't say it if I am sick and uncomfortable! My old lady is still young! Will you be afraid of you tossing in the middle of the night? Look at you now. You have been burning for a long time, and the gastroenteritis has come out! Now that it is better, you can drink white porridge! I will not give you anything delicious!"

When the old lady finished speaking, she went to the door of the ward and asked the butler waiting in the corridor to bring her something sweet. She asked for candied fruit, sweets, and some snacks, and she asked for a basket.

After the old lady went out, Jian Yumin looked at Jian Yiling and couldn't help saying: "I don't know how you eat. It's so big and light. It didn't take much effort to hug you."

Jian Yiling looked at Jian Yumin's pajamas, slippers and hairstyle.

Jian Yumin's hair dyed grayish white was messy at the moment, like a chicken coop.

Looking at him like this, he should be too anxious when he went out, his clothes hadn't been changed in time, his hairstyle hadn't been adjusted, and his face was unkempt.

He is an idol star, and if he is photographed when he goes out, it can be regarded as a black material.

"Thank you……"

Jian Yiling, with a dry throat, had difficulty vocalizing.

Jian Yumin gave Jian Yiling a smile, "Thank you to your brother. If you are Brother Xie, get well soon. Look at your face now, it's ugly!"

After Jian Yumin finished speaking, he seemed to realize that what he said might not be right.

So I added another sentence: "I mean you look better when you blush, but now, it's not ugly."

Jian Yumin knew that he really did not have the talent to coax girls, so he took out what he was best at:

"Here, if you talk about something boring, can your brother sing to you, okay? Brother sing to others for money."