Chapter 399 How Did the Fever Go Away?

After feeding the medicine, he helped Xuxu physically reduce his fever in the same way that Zeng Xuxu used to physically reduce Xiao Huanhuan's fever.

He tirelessly twisted the towel to help her wipe the hottest place on her body.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the temperature on her body gradually dropped and she slept soundly.

Xuxu slept peacefully, and Yan Rusheng looked at her deeply, with complicated eyes.

Wen Xuxu, what should I do to make you fall in love with me?

Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to hold Xuxu's hand again. It was a small hand that was only a little bigger than his palm. It was soft and boneless, and he wrapped it in his palm.

If I had known that I would love so much, there used to be so many opportunities to get the moon first.

Xuxu felt that the hand held by Yan Rusheng was very hot, his eyebrows moved, and he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Seeing this, Yan Rusheng quickly let go of his hand, stood up and stood up.

He stood on the edge of the bed, cast down his eyes and took another deep look at Xuxu, then lifted his foot and went around to the other side of the bed, in front of Xuxu's small dressing table.

He pulled out the chair, bent over and sat down.

There were many gadgets on the dressing table, and he picked them up one by one, glanced at them, and put them down again.

Looking at a pile of cosmetics for women, as well as small fluffy toys and pendants, he had a new understanding of Wen Xuxu.

This seemed to be the first time he had entered her boudoir, a real boudoir.

After looking at the things on the table, he opened the drawer again. The things in the drawer were much simpler, a photo album, a diary with a lock, and a small red wooden box with a lock.

His eyes were attracted by the small red wooden box, perhaps because it was locked.

Pick it up, shake it, and there's a 'bang bang bang bang' sound inside.

What's in it?

He held up the small lock with his slender fingers, and suddenly had a very immoral idea, wanting to knock the lock open and see what was inside.

Was it something Jiang Zhuoheng gave her? So you want to treasure it like this?

But in the end, he still didn't do that.

Of course, he didn't do it, not because he found out, but because he was afraid that the treasured things inside would hit him.

So, he put the box back and gently closed the drawer.

Walking to the bed again, bending down, reaching out, and touching Xuxu's forehead, the fever has almost subsided.

Xuxu's forehead was covered with sweat, Yan Rusheng took out two tissues and gently wiped her off.

It was already dawn outside, and the morning sun shone into the room through the cracks in the curtains.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, and he took out the phone with his other hand. Seeing the caller ID, he withdrew the hand that was wiping Xuxu's sweat, and walked out of the room.

"Well, I see."

"You go first, I'll be right there."

After briefly explaining to the person on the phone, Yan Rusheng returned to the door of Xuxu's room, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open.

The person lying on the bed still had his eyes closed, sleeping peacefully.

His heart was softer than ever, afraid of waking her up, he gently closed the door, turned and left.

...

This time, Xuxu felt as if she had slept for a century. After waking up, her whole body ached, and she was sore and weak.

She knew that she must have had a high fever.

But...how did the fever go away?

Thinking about it, she blinked her eyes, and then remembered to check the time with her mobile phone. It was already twelve o'clock, and it was... twelve o'clock at noon the next day.