She let out a soft sigh, lay on the bed, and used her arm to cover the glaring incandescent light above her head, then drifted into a dream.
When she woke up, the hands of the clock were pointing to around eleven o’clock. She gasped and imdiately got up from the bed.
She hadn’t prepared the fruit yet!
Luckily, it was eleven and not twelve; if she slept any longer, Shi Aoju would probably have mocked her with a cold face again.
But does he really have the habit of eating fruit every night?
In just a few steps, she rushed to the elevator and quickly pressed the button for the lobby floor, then dashed into the kitchen.
Apples shouldn’t be eaten at night; they can be deadly, pour more milk, it’s beneficial for sleep health.
Reciting these lifestyle tips to herself, she sliced the fruit into the bowl rapidly.
After mixing the salad in a crystal bowl, she didn’t dare waste ti and hurriedly placed it next to the milk cup on the tray, then dashed to the elevator with it.
Back in middle school, she was always the marathon champion, and she didn’t expect it to be useful after all these years.
His room door was still left open as usual, probably intentionally unlocked for her convenience.
Upon entering the room, Su Jiuyi felt a few nerves welling up inside her, recalling the last ti they got drunk and did that kind of thing in this room; she had no recollection of the situation afterward, and thinking about it now still made her blush.
Even now, she still didn’t know that actually, at that ti, Shi Aoju was quite sober.
The room was very quiet, Shi Aoju lay in bed covered with a quilt, and the air conditioner’s temperature was quite suitable; however, the crystal light overhead and the wall lights were all on, not quite like he was asleep.
Did he forget to turn them off?
But he shouldn’t be so careless, right?
She put the fruit plate on the table and stepped closer to him.
He was sleeping very restlessly on the bed, even his breathing was quite rapid. From a distance, Su Jiuyi felt his body seed to be trembling. Upon getting closer, she discovered his cheeks were dotted with dense red spots.
Startled, Su Jiuyi bent down quickly and placed her hand on his forehead to check, and it was burning hot.
A simply hot forehead should indicate a fever, but what are these red spots on his face? Could it be that he’s infected with so virus?
But he usually looks very strong, how could he get sick for no reason!
She stood beside the bed spinning in anxiety, convinced it was a virus, worried about his symptoms yet forgetting that viruses can be contagious.
"Su Jiuyi." Shi Aoju suddenly spoke, his voice was very deep, even though his complexion was a bit pale, it couldn’t hide his sharp, imposing deanor.
"I’m here, I’m here." Hearing him speak, Su Jiuyi imdiately approached him.
Shi Aoju coughed violently a few tis and then signaled with his eyes towards the desk not far away, saying, "There’s a stack of business cards in the drawer, find Doctor Chen’s and call him."
"Okay." Su Jiuyi quickly strode over, opened the drawer in the middle, and sure enough, found neatly arranged business cards. She carefully counted them one by one, fearing she might miss the most important one.
rchants are busy with work, even their business cards are bound in stacks.
Finally finding Doctor Chen’s card, she didn’t dare to delay, pulled out her phone, and swiftly dialed his number, all the while glancing at Shi Aoju on the bed. He kept coughing.
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