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Chapter 177 Don't you want to try 38 degrees?

In the latter half of the night, perhaps due to the excessive mental stress from the previous day's rescue operation, Yan Zhuoyu dreamed of being kidnapped in Xin Nanshan.

This time, after eating the drugged boxed meal, she did not fall into a coma, but remained conscious, feeling herself firmly bound to the chair.

Flames licked at her trouser legs, and the silk costume quickly burned under the flames. In an instant, her skin was covered with painful blisters.

Immediately afterwards, a loud bang was heard, and the wooden house exploded.

She was thrown from the cruise ship, which was more than ten stories high, into the deep sea. The impact felt like she had been slammed onto a hard concrete surface, and her heart plummeted.

Yan Zhuoyu suddenly woke up with a start, her calf muscles twitching.

Her heart pounded, and as she looked back at Pei Weijin lying beside her, her emotions gradually calmed down.

Yan Zhuoyu felt that she was not making any noise when she woke up from a nightmare, but Pei Weijin still keenly noticed her abnormality.

"What's wrong, baby?"

He asked softly, while fumbling to turn on the bedside lamp, its warm yellow light bathing the two of them.

Yan Zhuoyu's back was soaked with fine sweat, and a few strands of black hair on her forehead clung to her skin because of the sweat. She shook her head: "It's nothing, go to sleep, it was just a dream."

Even though she didn't elaborate, Pei Weijin could guess from her expression that it was probably a nightmare.

He pulled Yan Zhuoyu into his arms, letting her rest her head on his arm, and whispered, "It's alright, it's okay now, baby. Don't be afraid. I'm right here beside you. Just call me if you need anything."

"Okay, go to sleep. You have to get up early for work tomorrow morning."

Yan Zhuoyu snuggled closer to him, pressing her cheek against his, feeling the warmth and comfort, as pleasant as if she were resting her head on a hot water bottle.

Ok?

Not right.

She opened her eyes, reached out and touched Pei Weijin's forehead; it was very hot.

"You have a fever?"

Pei Weijin took her hand and put it back under the covers: "It's okay, you'll feel better after a good night's sleep."

Yan Zhuoyu remembered that Pei Weijin would always be extremely nervous whenever she felt slightly unwell.

Now, he himself has a fever, yet he acts so calmly, which makes Yan Zhuoyu a little anxious.

"Don't move, let me feel it to see if the air conditioning is set too high, or if you really have a fever."

Yan Zhuoyu reached out and touched his side again; his body was also very hot.

She muttered to herself as she got out of bed, stepped over Pei Weijin, and opened the bedside table drawer: "You wore wet clothes and got caught in the rain yesterday, you must have a fever. Take your temperature first, see how high it is, and then take some fever reducer. Please don't let it develop into pneumonia. If it really gets bad, I'll take a day off tomorrow and postpone my work."

Yan Zhuoyu shook the thermometer twice and handed it to Pei Weijin: "Keep it between your legs."

Pei Weijin took the thermometer: "No need to ask for leave, it's just a fever, nothing serious, it'll be fine in a couple of days, your work is more important."

Yan Zhuoyu was no longer sleepy. She propped her head up with her hand and fixed her gaze on Pei Weijin.

After staring at him for a while, she suddenly laughed meaningfully: "You have a fever and are weak, so you can be completely at my mercy?"

"Ok?"

Pei Weijin's face was flushed with a sickly redness, clearly indicating that he had been running a fever for some time, but it only worsened in the latter half of the night.

Yan Zhuoyu gestured with her chin toward the bedside table: "Look, that's where you'll find commonly used medical supplies, including thermometers and cooling contraceptives."

Strictly speaking, family planning products can also be considered a type of commonly used medicine.

She was joking, deliberately teasing Pei Weijin.

He remained silent, and Yan Zhuoyu's gaze became even more direct.

However, Pei Weijin's silence wasn't due to exhaustion, but rather because he was considering whether he might infect her. If it was a viral cold, the fever might just be a symptom.

Jingle Bell--

The alarm, which had been set for five minutes, went off.

Yan Zhuoyu beckoned to him with her finger: "Okay, I was just teasing you. How could I bully a patient? Give it to me, let me see the temperature."

Pei Weijin took out the thermometer and checked it himself first.

38.5 degrees Celsius is just the right temperature to take fever-reducing medication; it's not a very serious condition.

It felt so hot to the touch just now; I guess part of it was from being covered by the blanket.

Yan Zhuoyu looked at the scale line under the light and said jokingly, "Our President Pei looks very healthy, but I didn't expect that you would get a fever after getting caught in the rain together. You should ask the chef to make some nourishing soup when you get home to help you recover."

Pei Weijin remained silent. When Yan Zhuoyu looked up again, he was already rummaging through the bedside table.

"Tsk, quite conscientious. The fever reducer is in that little box, just take one. If the fever goes down in the morning, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Yan Zhuoyu packed up the thermometer and handed it to Pei Weijin, saying, "Put this back."

"it is good."

Pei Weijin had found what he was looking for, and casually put the thermometer back on the bedside table.

Yan Zhuoyu went to the table to pour him a glass of water, and when she came back, she froze when she saw the small blue box in his hand.

"What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to find fever reducers? What are you doing with this?"

Pei Weijin swallowed a fever reducer with water, his voice hoarse and low as he said unhurriedly, "Don't you want to try 38 degrees?"

Yan Zhuoyu stared at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy? You still have a fever!"

Pei Weijin had already dismantled one of them and continued logically, "Exercise accelerates metabolism, and vigorous exercise will help you recover faster. Don't you want to help me get better, baby?"

"However, I am a patient, so I will have to trouble you to do whatever you want with me."