Chapter 943: Extra: Shi Mu vs Si Chen 7 Chapter 943: Extra: Shi Mu vs Si Chen 7 Upon hearing this, Shi Mu imdiately refused, “No, I won’t go to the hospital, I’ll be fine after a nap.”
His voice was also hoarse beyond asure.
“No way, you need to get up!” Si Chen also firmly refused.
Shi Mu sighed, sounding sowhat pitiful, “But I really don’t want to right now, I just want to sleep a bit. Doesn’t Shi Yuhuan have a family doctor? How about calling him over?”
“Fine, fine, you sleep then. I’ll call my brother, and he’ll send soone over!” With that, Si Chen had already swiftly turned around and hurried to his own bedroom to get his phone.
When his own bedroom door closed, Shi Mu, who had had a sickly face, suddenly raised an eyebrow, and the corners of his mouth rose into a faint smile.
However, when Si Chen ca back to the bedroom, Shi Mu switched back imdiately, feebly placing his hand on his forehead, breathing heavily as if he were in great discomfort.
“I’ve called my brother. The doctor will be here soon. I’ll get an ice pack for you to use in the anti!” After saying that, Si Chen ran out again.
At this mont, he was full of concern for Shi Mu, unable to think of anything else, and Shi Mu’s thought was that he really wanted to just keep being sick like this.
For the following period, Shi Mu lay with his eyes closed under the blankets, while Si Chen placed the ice pack on his forehead.
Soon, the doctor arrived, and after examining him, he gave Shi Mu a sowhat strange look. But the doctor didn’t say anything because the light in Shi Mu’s eyes suddenly sharpened, emitting a threatening coldness.
The doctor pursed his lips and then turned to Si Chen with a smile, comnting, “It’s nothing serious, just take so fever-reducing dicine. A drip and another sleep should do the trick, but…”
“But what?” Si Chen asked, very anxiously.
The doctor smiled, “But his blood sugar is a bit low. I suggest you cook him sothing light but nutritious.”
“Alright, I’ll go do that now. Please get him started on the drip.” Si Chen said before turning and leaving the room.
Once Si Chen closed the door, the doctor imdiately turned to Shi Mu with a serious expression, cleared his throat twice, and then said, “Mr. Shi, you must have been warming yourself with a hot water bottle inside your clothes, right? Do you still want this needle? Do you still want the dicine?”
“No need for the dicine, just a nutrient drip will do,” Shi Mu said coldly, without a hint of embarrassnt from being found out.
The doctor inwardly despised him; this man was really shaless.
He didn’t know what he was up to, why he would pretend to be sick to another man. If it had been a woman, it would have been understandable that he might be using this trick to charm her, but that was a man just now.
Could it be…
The doctor shivered; on second thought, there seed to be sothing rather ambiguous about the two of them.
Indeed, this world was thoroughly corrupt, yet why would two such outstanding n…
Forget it, better not think too much. Anyway, he chose to turn a blind eye, and as long as he loved won, that was fine. But going back ho, he could ntion this to his wife, who was a fujoshi. Hearing about the real-life story of two handso guys, she would probably scream with excitent!!
When the doctor left, Si Chen was in the kitchen cooking a nutritious porridge.
Light but nutritious food—he went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and truly didn’t know what to make for Shi Mu, so he called Song Qinghuan. Once Song Qinghuan heard that Shi Mu was sick, he suggested cooking porridge.
Thus, Si Chen initiated a video call via WeChat, allowing Song Qinghuan to teach him how to cook the porridge.
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