[MTL]How Can I Get Rid of Him[BL]

Ch 45(Extra 20)

Mo Zi's body was slowly recovering, and she was transferred from the ICU to the general ward. Xiao Jun's face became more and more smiling, but Pei Hao and Mo Xi's mental state was getting worse and worse.

Moxie has been taking cold showers for almost a week. The cold is getting worse and the cough and runny nose are trivial. Yesterday he started to have a low-grade fever, and his mind was dizzy. He stared at the computer for a long time at night and couldn't write half of the code. When he went back to the guest house to sleep this morning, the air conditioner could not be turned on, and he felt cold all over his body. It was useless to wrap two layers of quilts, and his face was hot.

Moxie called the front desk and asked her why the air conditioner was broken. The little girl replied calmly: "normal, you wait, and someone will come to fix it tomorrow. Or change your room tomorrow? It's full today. "

"Damn it!" Mo Xi, who has a good temper for ten thousand years, is also anxious. He thinks you can get out of the way. He must live in another place tomorrow. Mo Xi went out and bought a box of antipyretics, took a few pills, and fell asleep wrapped in a quilt.

In the evening, Pei Hao waited in the hospital until eleven o'clock, and Mo Xi didn't come. Usually, he arrived at nine o'clock, and he turned off the phone when he called. He felt abnormal, so he said hello to Xiao Jun, then took a taxi to where Mo Xi lived, knocked on the door of the room for a long time, and the people inside slowly opened it and let him in.

Moxie had a drowsy dream. The dream was a chaotic universe and a blurred earth. He was chased by a bunch of disgusting monsters and ran around. He was running for his life and suddenly heard a knock on the door outside. . He got up from the bed in a trance, his head was very heavy, and it took him a minute to distinguish between reality and dream, only then did he realize that the person knocking on the door was Pei Hao. As soon as he stood up, he felt powerless and could not find a fulcrum. He almost fell down without being able to hold on to it. It was only a few steps away from the bedside to the door, and he felt that he had walked for a long time.

As soon as he opened the door, his legs felt weak for a while, and he hurriedly grabbed the chair next to him and sat on it.

"What's wrong with you?" Pei Hao looked at the pale man in front of him and was startled.

Moxie raised his head, there were many thin beads of sweat on his face, and the clothes behind him had been soaked. He changed his posture so that he would not stick his back to the chair, and opened his mouth uncomfortably: "it's not very comfortable. "

Pei Hao stepped forward and touched his forehead, it was hot, and his whole face was red with heat. His heart tightened, so he immediately put on Moxie's coat and shoes, hugged him neatly in his arms, and went straight to the hospital.

The doctor said that Moxie had a severe cold and had a fever of 40 degrees. He should take medicine and infusion immediately.

After Pei Hao fed the medicine, he called Xiao Jun and said that there might be no one at Mo Zi tonight, so Xiao Jun went to watch the night shift again.

Mo Xi slept for a long time, he vaguely remembered that Pei Hao had been holding his hand beside him, talking a lot, and seemed to lean over to kiss him, but he wasn't sure if it was reality or an illusion, so he just pretended it didn't happen Let's go.

When he woke up, it was noon the next day, and the high fever had subsided a lot. Although he was still sweating all over his body, his mind was much more awake than last night. Pei Hao was lying on the side of his bed, his eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was shallow, and one palm was still on the hand he was instilling. He put his hands under it and waited for him to lose, but he didn't expect such a small thing to be remembered.