rain on dawn

Chapter 152 He Has a Fever (2)

At this moment, He Tinghan's thoughts and eyes were blurred due to the fever, but he could clearly feel that someone was touching him, and out of keen vigilance, he subconsciously grabbed that wrist.

But when he heard the gentle and familiar voice, the vigilance in his heart was let go, his eyelashes blinked, and he slowly let go of her wrist. "I'll use a cold towel to cool you down first, and the doctor will be here soon."

Ye Muyu's voice was soft and touching, very pleasant to hear, as if it had a soothing effect, He Tinghan felt at ease when he heard it, looked up at her, and nodded tremblingly.

Ye Muyu took off the towel on his forehead, soaked it in cold water again, and then applied it on his forehead again.

She repeated such actions over and over again, and Mo Zilan saw it, and was relieved, distressed and happy, and did not go forward to disturb her.

Until Doctor Peter and nurses came in with medicines, Ye Muyu had repeated this action more than 20 times.

"Doctor, come quickly, he has a fever, very hot!" Seeing the doctor coming in, Ye Muyu immediately ran to pull up the doctor's sleeve.

Peter calmly walked to He Tinghan's bedside. He had expected that he would have a fever. If the bullet wound was not removed in a sterile operating room, the wound would definitely be infected. Once infected, he would definitely have a fever.

Peter took He Tinghan's temperature with a thermometer. It was 39.8 degrees. He was slightly relieved. Fortunately, it didn't reach [-] degrees, but the temperature was still very high.

He put down the thermometer, asked the nurse to wipe his body with alcohol to cool down, opened the medicine box and gave him a fever-reducing shot, and then began to drip anti-inflammatory drugs on him.

The little nurse moved very slowly. After Peter finished taking the antipyretic injection, she turned on the alcohol, dipped it in with a cotton swab and wiped it off He Tinghan's neck.Her movements were very gentle, as soon as she put the cotton swab on his neck, a pair of big hands clasped her wrists.

The little nurse was startled, and the cotton swab and tweezers in her hand fell on He Tinghan's body.

"I don't like letting strangers touch me!" He Tinghan's lips were dry and his voice was extremely hoarse, but everyone could hear him clearly.

"He Zu, the nurse will rub alcohol on you again to cool you down, let go!" Seeing the little nurse's frightened expression, Mo Zilan hastily opened the hand that was clasped by him.

"Let me do it!"

Ye Muyu picked up the cotton swab and tweezers that fell from He Tinghan's body, dipped in alcohol again and wiped it off his neck.This time, he looked up and saw her, and instead of raising his hand, he closed his eyes, enjoying the coolness that the alcohol brought to his body.

Mo Zilan was a little surprised when she saw the huge change in the difference between He Tinghan and the two before and after.

Peter had already given He Tinghan an infusion, and told him to leave someone here to take care of him.

Just as Mo Zilan was about to speak, Ye Muyu immediately recommended herself, "Let me do it, anyway, I have to wipe him with alcohol to disinfect." She didn't look up, and wiped it seriously while talking.

"Then I'll ask the servant to bring you lunch later!" Mo Zilan looked at her looking happy and busy, and went out with Seid and Peter on her arms, and the two of them were left in the room again.

Ye Muyu carefully rubbed alcohol on He Tinghan's naked body, neck, collarbone, and down... Then, her hand stopped suddenly.

He Tinghan's left abdomen was wrapped in gauze, and the rest of his upper body was covered with many large and small scars, including new scars and old wounds.

(End of this chapter)