Chapter 115 Sick

"Buzz, buzz."

The vibrating sound of the cell phone in his ears made Aokiji open his eyes with a headache. He originally thought he could sleep in today, but he had a great time practicing in the mixed martial arts training ground yesterday.

Somewhat weak, he took out his phone and glanced at the messages inside.

"Boss, do you want to go out to play on Saturday?" Aokiji looked at the message from Maeda Tora, turned over on the bed tiredly, and replied with his finger: "Let's talk in the afternoon, I want to sleep for a while."

"Boss, it's already afternoon." Maeda Tora's message made Aokiji's eyes widen slightly. He blinked and saw that the time on his phone clearly read 1:30 pm.

How could I sleep like this? You haven’t eaten Qiong’s breakfast or lunch, right?

Thinking of this, Aokiji immediately wanted to get up.

However, as soon as he exerted force, Aokiji felt dizzy, his hand holding the bed softened, and he lay down on the bed again.

No, this is me.

Aokiji stretched out his hand and put it on his forehead, only to feel that his hands and forehead were extremely hot.

Got a fever?

"Ahem" coughed, his throat was dry and sore. Aokiji lay down on the bed to relax, and then he reluctantly sat up against the backrest of the bed. He took his mobile phone and sent a message to Maeda Tora: "I'm not that big." I feel comfortable, so I won’t go out today.”

Maeda Tiger soon received a reply: "I understand, boss, have a good rest."

Putting his cell phone on the desk beside the bed, Aoki Si stood up weakly, got dressed, and walked out of the room with weak steps.

"Dong dong." After knocking on Qiong's door, Aokiji said in a hoarse voice: "Qiong, have you eaten?"

"No." Qiong seemed to be playing a game and replied in a careless voice.

Aokiji coughed twice: "Can you order takeout today?"

"Ah?" Qiong from the door asked in confusion, and then there was a buzzing noise, as if she had taken off her earphones: "What?"

Aokiji's eyelids could hardly open, his head was leaning against the cold wall, and his voice was weak: "I mean, is it okay to have takeout today?"

"Whatever." Qiong looked at the door with a slight frown in the room, always feeling that Si was a little weird today. Not only did he sleep until the afternoon, he also ordered takeout.

You can't just hold on for two weeks and you can't live like this any longer, right? Qiong's little face suddenly turned a little pale, but she quickly shook her head: How could it be, Si Cai is not that kind of person.

She put the headphones on the computer table, hesitated for a while, and stood up.

"What do you want to eat?" Si Aoki sat leaning against the wall of Qiongmen's door, barely keeping his spirits up and looking at the takeaway call on his phone.

But the sound of Qiong's footsteps getting closer and closer came to my ears.

"crunch"

Qiong opened the door and saw Aoki Si sitting next to the door with a slightly red face and a tired look on his face.

"Si?" She frowned and looked at Aoki Si with a slightly nervous expression: "What's wrong with you?"

Aokiji smiled cheerfully and stood up: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired and want to take a day off."

"Come here!" Qiong didn't follow his example. He just frowned, his little face tensed up, and he stretched out his hand.

Aokiji blinked and said with a wry smile: "It's really okay."

"Hurry up!" Qiong pursed her lips seriously, walked up to Aoki Si, grabbed his collar with one hand and asked him to bend down, and touched Aoki Si's cheek with the other hand.

Aokiji tilted his head in embarrassment. He always felt that it was really embarrassing for him to have two lives and let Qiong take care of him like a little adult.

"You have a fever?" Qiong's brows furrowed even more.

Looking at her, Aokiji couldn't help but laugh. He stretched out his hand and put it on her little head: "Don't frown, there will be wrinkles. Don't worry, I will take care of myself."

"Idiot!" Qiong smacked his hand away angrily and snorted: "If you can take care of yourself, then take good care of yourself! Now that you are so sick, you think of taking care of yourself, like this Si, don’t talk about taking care of me anymore.”

Aokiji smiled awkwardly: "Maybe I went to practice boxing yesterday. When I came back, my sweat was blown by the wind, so I caught a cold. It doesn't matter. Just take some medicine and drink more hot water. My body is very good. of."

Si Aoki saw Qiong sulking and looking a little depressed, and thought her slightly swollen face was really cute: "Okay, okay! What do you want to eat? I'll order some takeout."

"Idiot! Go back and lie down." Qiong grabbed Aoki Si's clothes and dragged him into the house.

Aokiji couldn't resist, so he had to let her push him back to the room.

Qiong just exerted a little force, and Aoki Si sat down on the bed.

"I've been sleeping all day, it really doesn't matter!" Si Aoki looked at Qiong staring at him and waved his hands repeatedly.

But Qiong's expression was very serious, and he called Aoki Si's name seriously: "Si."

"Ah?" Aoki Si looked at the mature and serious expression on her young face, and felt that she didn't look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl at this moment.

"Lie down." After Qiong finished speaking, he stared directly at Aoki Si. The meaning was very clear. If you don't listen to me, I will get angry.

Aokiji didn't want to make Qiong angry anymore, so he had to lie down obediently. As soon as his head hit the pillow, the strength he finally mustered up disappeared completely. My head was feeling dizzy, and I couldn't even open my eyelids.

Qiong grabbed the quilt and covered Aokiji. Seeing that he couldn't open his eyes as soon as he lay down, his tense expression finally relaxed, revealing a worried expression, and sighed.

"Lie down and don't move." Qiong warned, stood up and walked out of the door.

Aokiji looked at Qiong with a wry smile as he walked out, and heard the footsteps coming downstairs. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "My brother is really a failure."

Slowly closing his eyes, Aokiji felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, the bed was getting softer and softer, and his whole body seemed to be sinking into it, entering a half-dream and half-awake state.

Vaguely, a cold little hand gently stroked his cheek. Aokiji struggled to open his eyes and could only barely see clearly. Beside the bed, Qiong, whose silver hair was scattered on his shoulders, was supporting the bed with one hand. He leaned forward and looked at himself with a distressed expression.

She was very close, and Aokiji could vaguely smell a faint fragrance.

"Take the medicine and rest." Qiong carefully held up Aoki Si's neck, and with the movement, a few of his silver hair fell lightly on Aoki Si's face.

Aoki Si reluctantly stood up, looked at Qiong's eyes that were both reproachful and distressed, and smiled with some difficulty: "I'm sorry, I seem to be really seriously ill this time."

Qiong let out a long sigh, touched his hot cheek, and frowned slightly: "You guy."

what to do? He seems to have a really bad fever!

Qiong took out the antipyretic medicine and carefully brought it to Aoki Si's mouth. He helped him take the medicine with warm water. After watching him drink all the water, he slowly helped Aoki Si lie down.

Qiong quickly moved the hot water basin, wetted the towel and wrung it out.

Aokiji could no longer open his eyes at this time. When he heard the sound of water rushing in his ears, he unconsciously moved his lips and comforted Qiong: "It doesn't matter, just take a nap, it will be fine."

Qiong stretched out his hand and wiped Aoki Si's hot cheeks with a towel. His cute little face looked much more mature because of the frown: "Idiot, stop being so brave."

"Go to sleep." Qiong's soft voice and movements made Aoki Si's unconsciously frowning brows slightly relax. She put the towel on Aoki Si's forehead over and over again and watched Aoki Si fall asleep.

Finally, the tired and sweaty Qiong sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at Aokiji's face without saying a word for a long time.