Chapter 11
At this moment, Qin Xiaoxi regretted it very much, wishing she could disappear quickly.

Zhou Yanchuan actually took a woman home?

Obviously he was the one who made the decision not to bring strangers home, but after only one day, he was so hungry and thirsty?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, just as she was hesitating whether to open the door.

With a click, the door opened.

Zhou Yanchuan stood in front of her with a haggard face, frowning slightly, looking down with dissatisfaction.

"Is something wrong?"

"Not that"

Qin Xiaoxi, who was full of confidence just a second ago, suddenly became timid after seeing Zhou Yanchuan. It turned out that she was thinking too much.

Zhou Yanchuan didn't bother to talk nonsense to the person in front of him, he walked out of the room feeling his belly, his face was blue and white under the dim light.

Qin Xiaoxi followed closely behind curiously, and found Zhou Yanchuan staggering, reaching out to rummage in the cupboard.

"Doctor Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yanchuan didn't seem to hear her, and didn't reply to her. He concentrated on searching the cupboard, and even found all the bottles inside.

As the bottle fell to the ground, there was a ping-pong sound at the same time, and the sound of the landing startled Qin Xiaoxi.

"Let me help you, what are you looking for?"

"Stomach medicine."

Zhou Yanchuan leaned on the table with one hand, and covered his lower abdomen with the other hand. His forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his face became paler and paler.

"You rest on the sofa first, I have medicine in my bag."

While talking, Qin Xiaoxi helped Zhou Yanchuan to the sofa, poured water in a hurry, took out stomach medicine from the bag, and handed it carefully.

It wasn't until Zhou Yanchuan swallowed the pill that she took the cup from the other party's hand.

It has to be said that Zhou Yanchuan's appearance is top-notch even among celebrities, even if he is sick, his cold face still has an alluring charm.

Zhou Yanchuan, who had taken the medicine, was leaning on the sofa exhaustedly, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips, and said in a weak voice, "Thank you."

"I bought some food when I got off work. If you look like this now, just eat porridge."

Holding the cup, Qin Xiaoxi got up and walked towards the kitchen. The kitchen is an open layout, not far from the hall.

"No, just order takeaway later."

Zhou Yanchuan didn't want to trouble Qin Xiaoxi, he usually ate light meals, and no one except nuns and monks wanted to dine with him.

But this sentence had another meaning in Qin Xiaoxi's ears, and she put down the glass dissatisfied.

"Doctor Zhou, the food I cook is not unpalatable, it won't poison you to death."

After she finished speaking, she turned angrily and put on her bib to concentrate on washing the vegetables.

Zhou Yanchuan looked back at Qin Xiaoxi in doubt. He wanted to explain but his stomach hurt again, so he had to get up and go back to the room.

After finishing the meal, Qin Xiaoxi looked back at the sofa and found that Zhou Yanchuan was no longer there.

He came to the guest room and knocked on the door, but the door was not closed, and Zhou Yanchuan was lying sideways on the bed.

"Doctor Zhou, it's time to eat."

Qin Xiaoxi looked at the dark room and whispered something.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no response from the other party. Out of curiosity, she had to tiptoe into the room.

Taking a closer look, Zhou Yanchuan's entire body was bowed into a shrimp shape on the bed, his face was covered with sweat, and his lips were bloodless.

Seeing this situation, Qin Xiaoxi immediately became anxious, "Doctor Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

She put her hand on the other's forehead, and found that his forehead was hot, and his body was still twitching from time to time.

Qin Xiaoxi, who had never dealt with such a situation before, suddenly went blank and was at a loss for a moment.

In a hurry, she dialed her mother's phone.

"Hello, Xiaoxi."

Her mother's voice came from the phone, and Qin Xiaoxi seemed to be grasping at straws.

"Mom, what if it burns?"

(End of this chapter)

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