Chapter 978： Really an idiot

Rong Si looked down at her and continued: "I didn't want to leave, I just wanted to pour you a glass of water and let you take medicine. Did you know that you have a bad fever?"

Looking at the handsome face in front of him, Su Jiu smiled, "Well, I know."

Rong Si pursed his lips and squeezed her cheek with his hand.

Su Jiu bulged his cheeks, "Don't laugh, do you want me to cry?"

"..." Rong Si choked.

Forget it, let her laugh. If she was crying, he couldn't fight it.

Why doesn't Mr. Su agree that he is with Xiao Jiu, so that Xiao Jiu still keeps the secret, secretly dating? "Is Xiao Jiu sick, can I see her?" Rong Si's face was full of worry.

Mom Zhang stepped aside to let him in, nodded and said, "Xiao Jiu is sick and has a high fever. You can go up to see her. But, are you really Xiao Jiu boyfriend?"

Rong Si nodded firmly, "Really, my name is Rong Si."

"Rong Si? You are Rong Si? What kind of prize did you get at that young age? I seemed to have seen you on TV at the time. No wonder I thought you were a bit familiar. I didn't remember it for a while!"

The little wine has a fever.

Still have a high fever?

Rong Si's chest suddenly stagnated, as if he had been hit with a stick, then followed Zhang Ma quickly upstairs and opened the door of Su Jiu's room.

"By the way, you seem to be doing research abroad? Why did you come back? Did you come back from abroad on a special trip?" Zhang Ma asked curiously.

Rong Si nodded, looking at Su Jiu.

This room is dominated by pink and white tones, full of girlishness, and the curtains are gently brushed in the morning.

On the big European-style bed, Su Jiu was lying there quietly, eyes closed, his cheeks were sickly red from fever, and his brows were slightly frowned uncomfortably.

"..."

Rong Si's throat rolled down, and he quickly walked over to sit down by the bed and reached out to touch her forehead.

very hot.

His heart jerked up, staring at her small face, and said in a deep voice, "I'm very sick, why don't you tell me?"

"..." Su Jiu felt as if she had heard the voice of the little villain. She was so burnt that she had hallucinations?

Otherwise, if the little villain is obviously abroad, how could he hear him?

Rong Si's slender fingers touched her frowning brow, as if trying to smooth her.

Su Jiu rubbed his hand subconsciously, feeling her forehead hot, Rong Si decisively got up, bent over, reached out and picked her up from the bed, planning to send her to the hospital.

It won’t work if you keep on like this, you have to see a doctor.

Su Jiu was really uncomfortable, as if he couldn't get it out with any strength, as if he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. I just feel that someone is walking outside holding herself, and that person's breath is so familiar, which makes her instinctively produce a sense of security and dependence, without fear and resistance at all.

Is it a little villain?

It's him.

She wanted to open her eyes to see if it was him.

However, I was afraid that I would really have hallucinations.

So, she continued to close her eyes tightly and let Rong Si lead herself all the way to the hospital.

The doctor performed a simple examination for Su Jiu. After measuring his temperature, he helped his glasses and said, "High fever 39°6, let's get an infusion."

Rong Si arranged a ward for Su Jiu, put her down on the hospital bed, and the nurse gave her a needle and started the infusion. After wearing the book, I became a small drag oil bottle.