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After coaxing Pei Ji to sleep, Song Wei did not sleep. She first contacted the cook in her family. People with fever usually have a dry mouth and can't eat anything, but they need adequate nutrition.

She told the chef about the situation and asked him to prepare a nutritious meal suitable for the patient.

Then she waited for Pei Ji to finish the infusion and pulled out the needle for her before holding her and closing her eyes.

It was a little after she woke up, and she slept for two hours. Song Er glanced, just as the chef said that he had brought breakfast over. She hurriedly got up to open the door and fetch the food container.

During the time she was in hospital, her chef had already trained the cooking skills of patient meals to the utmost level. After opening the food box, the simple and delicious breakfast was still steaming hot.

Song Er took it into the room and woke up Pei Ji.

Pei Ji opened his eyes, still a little confused in his sleep.

"You have to take the medicine. Before taking the medicine, you must eat something to cushion your stomach, otherwise it will hurt your stomach." Song Wei deliberately made the sentence longer to give Pei Ji time to react.

But Pei Ji was slow to respond, not knowing whether he was too uncomfortable or did not wake up. She just raised her head and looked at Song Er and blinked.

Song Wei restrained the urge to squeeze Professor's face and asked her a multiple choice question: "Eating on the bed, or going to the table?"

At this time, Pei Ji reacted, and she subconsciously made a choice: "Go to the table."

"Okay, get up then." Song Er brought the food box to the round table in the bedroom.

Pei Ji also got out of bed.

Song Wei turned his head to look at her, and saw that she was walking fairly stable, so he was a little relieved.

After a brief wash, Pei Ji woke up completely and restored her usual appearance. Without Song Wei coaxing her, he took the initiative to swallow as much food as possible, swallowed medicine, and measured her temperature.

The body temperature didn't drop much, it was still very high. Pei Ji looked at the thermometer, looked up at Song Er, and said annoyedly: "The fever will not go away."

People who are not very sick always have a menacing posture when they get sick.

Song Er comforted her: "The medicine hasn't worked yet, it will be fine after a while. Please take a leave of absence, don't go to work, and take a good rest at home these two days."

She has taken a lot of leave these days, probably because she has been the least active in work and study after she has self-awareness. But I was sick, and I couldn't help it.

Pei Ji contacted for assistance, and after explaining the situation, he sat there and spent a few minutes in a daze.

In order to take care of Song Er, she took a long time off and delayed her work a lot, but she didn't think there was any problem. But now, because of her own physical leave, she feels a sense of guilt for wasting time.

After taking the medicine, she did not lie back. In order to alleviate a little guilt, she wanted to work remotely again. Song Wei stopped her and listed a reason for her to rest well.

Pei Ji was persuaded, but his eyes reluctantly stuck to her notebook computer silently, as if to see some unobtainable beloved object.

Song Er thinks that the sick professor is very cute, slow in response, and very soft, which makes people want to come forward and touch her.

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