My CP is sending out sugar everyday

17 It's opened by my house

Wen Zhixia vaguely felt that he had a fever, but he didn't want to go to the hospital. He still had a fever-repaste on his forehead. He should be fine after a sleep.

Gu Baichuan looked at the temperature on the thermometer, frowned, took his hand and wanted to pick him up, "Let's go to the hospital."

Wen Zhixia broke free and wrapped the quilt tightly. "Don't go."

"I have to go." Gu Baichuan took the opportunity to wrap the quilt on Wen Zhixia twice, abruptly wrapped him into a silkworm chrysalis, and then picked him up with the quilt.

Wen Zhixia: "????"

His brain was a little dizzy, and his breathing and words were hot. Wen Zhixia struggled twice, but he was imprisoned by a quilt and could not break free at all.

Wen Zhixia took a deep breath, "Let go..."

"Be obedient." Gu Baichuan didn't mean to let him go at all. He hugged him and tightened his hand a little. "This way, you don't have to wear clothes. That's good."

Wen Zhixia: "..."

"I'm going to the hospital." Wen Zhixia was really afraid that he would send himself out like this. Although he was not familiar with this place, there were still people from the director's team outside, so that others could see what they thought of him. "I'll change my clothes and go."

Gu Baichuan said, "No. I was asked to change your clothes just now, but I can't change it now! Just go like this."

Wen Zhixia didn't seem to expect that such a simple request could be rejected. He was stunned for a long time and was about to speak. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he frowned and said very uncomfortablely, "Bai Chuan, I... my stomach..."

"Bummy? What's wrong with your stomach?!" Gu Baichuan was shocked by him. He quickly put him back on the bed and took off the quilt. He was in a hurry to help, "Where? Where is the stomach? What's the matter?

Wen Zhixia pulled away his hand on his stomach, got up and got out of bed. "It's better to take it apart early."

Gu Baichuan: "????"

Shit!

You lied to me!?

"I..." Gu Baichuan was speechless and didn't know what to say. As the movie emperor, it was absolutely no problem for Wen Zhixia to play this kind of thing on the spot. In addition, Gu Baichuan was so upset that he couldn't concentrate on distinguish it at all, so he was deceived by Wen Zhixia.

Gu Baichuan gritted his teeth angrily, but he still went over to help him change his clothes, unfolded his coat and put it on him, and said, "You're waiting for you to get better."

Wen Zhixia smiled at him and said, "Okay."

"No, get dressed and go quickly." Gu Baichuan had already ordered the car below. He was afraid that Wen Zhixia would suffer a little worse. Gu Baichuan also specially brought a heavy down jacket to help him shield him from the wind.

Wen Zhixia sat in first. Gu Baichuan quickly folded the down jacket and threw it in. Then he quickly got in and closed the door as soon as he sat down.

Wen Zhixia felt that his careful action was very interesting. He leaned his head on the man and said with a smile, "You are so virtuous."

Gu Baichuan said, "I'm tired now. I'll make up for it in the future."

Wen Zhixia said, "Okay."

Gu Baichuan raised his eyebrows in surprise. This was the second time that Wen Zhixia agreed. He knew that Wen Zhixia was gentle. He had never played this kind of hooligan joke, but Wen Zhixia's choice was always laughed off. Today was really strange. He said twice in a row, "You didn't refuse."

Wen Zhixia's eyes are sore, which should be caused by a fever.

After a few words, he felt drowsy and didn't want to move. He simply closed his eyes and said, "Can't this kind of thing increase the relationship between couples?"

"That's right." Gu Baichuan said, "Even if you are so good, you can't avoid the fate of hanging water and needles for a while."

Wen Zhixia: "..."

There will be no good atmosphere.

Wen Zhixia closed his eyes and didn't want to talk.

Gu Baichuan knew that he was uncomfortable and did not trouble him. There was still a distance from the hospital on the way, and the fever-reducing patch on his forehead was changed twice before he arrived at the hospital.

Wen Zhixia felt dizzy and fell asleep. "Why is it so slow?"

"It's not that you are coquettish. You have to go to your own hospital." There is a hospital near the hotel, but the smell of the hospital is a strong smell of alcohol. Wen Zhixia doesn't like it, so he deliberately noticed this when he opened the hospital. Alcohol disinfection also added a little other things.

The effect is good.

After the doctor's examination, he prescribed the medicine directly. Although Wen Zhixia did not want to get an injection, he resisted it by himself, but considering that he was still recording the program, it didn't matter whether he was good or not, mainly delayed the shooting time.

Wen Zhixia's blood vessels are relatively thin, and it is not easy to prick needles during infusion.

Gu Baichuan didn't come back to get the oral medicine, and Wen Zhixia was not in a hurry to prick the needle. He closed his coat and closed his eyes to refresh.

The little nurse came over and looked at him. She seemed to feel a little familiar, but she left without saying anything. After a few steps, she suddenly reacted and quickly turned back and asked, "Are you Wen Zhixia?"

This sound was very abrupt in the quiet room. It should be the nurse who came to check the room.

Wen Zhixia opened her eyes with difficulty and felt that her eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, but she still said with strength and said, "Hello."

After confirming who Wen Zhixia was, the nurse's attitude instantly became warm, "Hello, hello! I have a friend who likes you very much. Can you sign it for me?

"Yes." Wen Zhixia has always had the habit of wearing a pen with him, but this time he came out in a hurry, and Gu Baichuan helped change the clothes. At this moment, the pen he signed was gone.

"I have a pen here." The nurse handed him the pen and said, "Let's sign it on the medical record."

Wen Zhixia did not write rashly, but took a look at the name of the medicine on it, "This is for other patients..."

"Hey, it's okay. I've remembered the medicine on it. It's okay if the signature is messed up." Seeing that Wen Zhixia was still hesitant to write, the nurse was a little angry, "Don't you want to sign it? It's just a movie emperor, and this big shelf is not afraid of making himself stink.

Wen Zhixia smiled angrily and smiled at her, "It doesn't matter if I'm alone. It's you. You're also very powerful when you ruin the reputation of all nurses with yourself."

"Oh, being a star is really different. This is sarcasm. I don't know what I did to you."

"It's up to you?"

"You--?!" The nurse is angry.

Wen Zhixia's few words could accurately provoke her anger. The nurse gritted her teeth and said, "After waiting for so long, no one has given you an infusion. It's really disgusting."

Wen Zhixia said, "I can't believe your technique of pricking needles. Why don't prick them at all?"

"Okay, you're fine." The nurse took a deep breath and calmed down. "Since you don't have an infusion or injection, why do you occupy the ward?! Get out of here!"

Wen Zhixia felt that her head hurt even more. She pinched her eyebrows and asked, "Is the hospital run by your family?" If you let me go, I can't stay?"

The nurse shouted, "Does it have anything to do with you? It's not your home!"