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Chapter 423 Tang Xien Ill

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Tang Xi'en has been working for more than 12 hours a day. If Fu Shiyu hadn't bought desserts in the evening, and she had some time to eat snacks and chat with him, she would probably have been working all day.

She doesn't exercise much at ordinary times, and coupled with such high-intensity work, her body must collapse.How can I get her to put down her work and rest earlier?

Fu Shiyu wiped his hair, his brain was thinking wildly, and his eyes focused on Tang Xi'en who was sitting beside him from time to time.

The heating was turned on at a suitable temperature in the room. Tang Xien was wearing a pink and light yellow striped V-neck nightdress, with his legs close together in front of him, and he read the documents on his lap.

Fu Shiyu dried her hair, threw the towel over her shoulders, and leaned over to look at her profile: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Huh?" Tang Xi'en commented on the information, and the blue pen brushed out beautiful English words under her slender fingers, "Not really."

"My English is pretty good."

Tang Xi'en continued to write comments, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether your English is good or not. There are many technical terms, just like if you want to review your foreign client's plan for me, I can't help it."

"Okay. Then accompany me."

He went back to the bathroom with a towel, and after a while, he also came over with his laptop and sat down next to Tang Xi'en.

He focused on the various reports on the computer, sliding his right hand up and down on the touchpad, and his left hand against his lips, serious and devoted.

She reviewed a few more pages of the report, and when her brain was a little relaxed for a minute or two, she suddenly remembered that Fu Shiyu, who always haunted her to rest at this point on weekdays, has been tired of being by her side tonight, with a hesitant expression After thinking about it, she picked up the mobile phone by her lap to check the time, and then looked at tomorrow's work schedule. After thinking about it for a while, she put away the documents in her hand.

But he was so focused that he didn't notice her movements. When she came over from the bathroom to wash her hands, he was still staring at the computer screen without distraction.

She sat at the end of the bed, put her hands on her sides, and hooked his feet with her feet.

He came back to his senses, his gaze that was glued to the screen a second ago moved to her, saw the cunning in her eyes, covered the laptop in his hand, and hugged her.
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Tang Xi'en had to work overtime almost every day and night this month, even weekends were gone.

Every day, she has to think of various plans for the case and review a large number of reports and materials. It is conceivable that the workload and pressure are so great, so every night after work, she takes a walk with Fu Shiyu and walks back. The two talked and laughed along the way. Laughing, this relaxed feeling has relieved a lot of depression at work.

Just half a month later, in late October, the temperature in City B fell below ten degrees every night, and it was too cold. Fu Shiyu was afraid that Tang Xien would catch a cold, so he offered to pick him up by car, but Tang Xien refused. Picked her up with a bag containing hat, gloves and scarf.As soon as you see her coming down, put the scarf around her first.

Seen by Tang Xien's subordinates, everyone envied her for finding such a tall, handsome, gentle and considerate boyfriend.

Although Tang Xi'en was used to being taken care of by Fu Shiyu, he still felt heartwarming and said that although this year was hard, he was the happiest.

On November [-]th, there were two days before Tang Xien left for Geneva.There was a cold snap that day, and it was colder than usual. When Tang Xi'en returned to the dormitory, he started to sneeze wildly and have a runny nose. He slept until midnight, and his whole body was cold.

She didn't realize it, but Fu Shiyu, who was still sleeping with her in his arms, found out, with his palm pressed against her forehead, the temperature was so hot that it could burn through his palm.

He hurriedly got out of bed to search the medicine box, but found that there was no thermometer in it, and the antipyretic patches and antipyretics were all used up.

He quickly twisted a towel to keep it cold, quickly changed into his outdoor clothes, and poured some warm water for Tang Xien to feed. Then he took out the cold towel and applied it to her forehead. He went downstairs quickly and drove to the nearest 24 hours. Pharmacy to buy medicine.

After buying the medicine, he didn't even have time to take off his coat, so he put his hand on her forehead, turned the palm of his hand and the back of his hand to test for a few seconds, and said softly, "It's hotter than before."

He took out a forehead thermometer and dripped it on her forehead, took a look, and changed his face: "39 degrees nine."

He wiped her face with the cold towel, and kept stroking her hot cheek with his palm, thinking about whether to take the medicine first or send her to the hospital directly.

"Shall we go to the hospital?" he asked softly.

She was in a daze from the fever, and groaned, but didn't answer.

Seeing her like that, he felt distressed, worried and distressed. After thinking for a while, he got up and went to the cloakroom to take out the heaviest down jacket in Tang Xien's closet.

Just when she was about to help her up, she heard her weak voice: "I don't want to go to the hospital anymore... just take the medicine."

"Be obedient." Even though he was in a hurry, he still spoke gently and moved lightly, helping Tang Xi'en put on his coat.

Tang Xi'en refused, and lay back under the quilt with his hands and feet curled up.She frowned, opened her eyes with difficulty, and said vaguely: "Give me the medicine first... If you can't, go to the hospital..."

He was helpless, so he quickly opened the bag, took out the fever-reducing medicine inside, and fed her with boiling water.

He sat by the bed with her for a while, during which time he kept testing her body temperature with a forehead thermometer, kept going in and out of the bathroom, and wiped her body with a warm towel to physically cool her down.

After working for a long time, I realized that I hadn't taken off my coat, and the heating in the bedroom turned on, and my body was already dripping with sweat.

Fearing that he would fall ill soon and no one would take care of Tang Xien, he went to the bathroom to take a hot shower, changed into clean pajamas, came out and saw that Tang Xien was lying on the bedside and vomiting violently, spitting out a pile of light yellow liquid.

His heart throbbed violently, and he felt a dull pain, so he hurried over to help her straighten her back, so that she could vomit more thoroughly.

Every time she babbled and vomited, his heart was also pulled, and tears were about to fall out of his anxiety.

We have been together for almost three years, and he has never seen her like this. She is usually so healthy that he almost forgets that she is also a person who can get sick.

She vomited for a while before it stopped, and he quickly pulled a few tissues to help her wipe, and helped her lean on the bed.

She was weak and weak, and there seemed to be a faint smile on her lips, as if she had just gone through a difficult battle: "It's much more comfortable to spit out..."

He glanced at the yellow water on the ground, and then at the time on the phone: "It's been less than half an hour since I took the medicine, and I probably vomited it up, so I need to take it again."

She closed her eyes and waved her hands. She was obviously exhausted from the fever, but she still remembered disliking the medicine: "...I can't deal with this medicine. It makes me sick to death after taking it, and it makes me vomit too badly. I won't take it..."

"How do you reduce the fever without taking medicine?" Fu Shiyu took the medicine bag and rummaged through it for a while, "Then take another brand, I bought several..."

After looking for it, he suddenly stopped talking.A few seconds later, he looked up at Tang Xi'en: "There is a rectal antipyretic suppository, this one won't vomit, will it?"

"……what?"

He raised his hand to touch her forehead again, but there was no sign of the fever going down.He gritted his teeth, sat on the bed, helped her turn over, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

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