On the fourth day of the lunar new year, there are snowflakes floating in the stars in the street. This scene is absolutely beautiful, but this temperature can definitely freeze people.
Qiao Xinwei hopes that the photographer really has something magical to corrupt.
"It’s hard for everyone to turn to the scene at noon after the good location."
As soon as the photographer spoke, Jiang Hao quickly took the coat in the assistant’s hand and wrapped it around her. "It’s freezing. Let’s go to the car."
"Don’t you have to shoot me at this time? I have a cold. You’re in charge, Atchoo."
"I’m in charge. I’m in charge of your life."
The afternoon scene is very pleasant. The Korean floor-to-ceiling windows in the European-style palace are full of tacit understanding. The photographer praised them for raising their thumbs while pressing the shutter.
When I got home late, Jiang Hao had a headache and soaked in a hot bath.
Qiao Xin only gloated a little, but more still felt distressed. "Oh, I said, how did you get caught? Aren’t you from the big snow mountain? I’m fine. Why did you catch a cold?"
"Yeah, I wonder if you transferred the virus." It’s getting worse and worse, and he has a heavy nasal voice. He seldom catches a cold, but once he catches a cold, he must have a bad feeling.
"How can I dye this virus for you if I don’t have a cold?" Qiao Xinwei reached out and touched his forehead. "Oh, it’s so hot, Jiang Hao. You have a high fever."
He just came out of the bathroom and wore a pair of casual trousers as usual. He was naked and he was used to it.
Qiao Xinwei pushed him to the bedroom. "You hurry back to the house and lie down and have a high fever. What if you come out and catch cold without dressing? Don’t ink and dress quickly."
Jiang Hao’s illness is like a mountain, and it’s hard to be strong when he is sick. He is lying in bed pulling Joe’s heart and not letting him go. "There’s no reason why my body is definitely better than yours. Are you also having a fever? Let me touch it."
Qiao Xinwei knocked him off and touched his hand. "It’s not honest to go to the hospital if you are sick." She took clothes from the closet and pulled them on him. He was covered. "You lie down and I’ll get a thermometer. If you have a high fever, don’t move." ? What should I do if you burn silly? Don’t move again and I’ll give you a punch. "
She turned and went out to find the medicine cabinet. Jiang Hao looked at her in a hurry and couldn’t say how sweet she was. It was also a happy thing to feel a bad cold for the first time.
I especially remember that four years ago, he caught a cold and had a fever of 43 degrees in a special training camp. Everyone was in a coma, and the road was blocked by heavy snow. He couldn’t go to the hospital and got an injection to reduce the fever. The doctor couldn’t help it. He found the melted snow on the spot and wiped his body for two days and two nights.
Later, the fever finally went down. The first thing I woke up was that the military doctor asked him his name. He smiled and said that he didn’t burn silly, but he felt asleep.
A bad cold was two years ago when a person was seriously ill in a foreign country. At that time, his willpower was the weakest. He was lying in a hospital bed and missed his parents at home very much.
Now another bad cold has hit him, but he feels full of happiness
"I am 39 degrees in the hospital."
"No, it’s not high."
"Why isn’t it 39 degrees higher?"
Jiang Hao held her hand tightly and said, "It’s really nothing. I either don’t catch a cold and it’s very serious. It was normal for 39 degrees several times before."
"What is nothing? How can you speak so easily? ? Well, don’t move. I’ll get an ice pack for you. If you have a bad fever in the middle of the night, you still have to go to the hospital. "
Jiang Hao took a step back. "Well, I’ll listen to you."
"Take the medicine."
"You also eat prevention one."
"I don’t have a cold, what do I eat?"
"Obedience and prevention-who will take care of me if you get sick again"
Chapter 42 Xiao Tianai New Year Gift
Chapter 42 Xiao Tianai New Year Gift
"All right, all right, you lie down and stop moving." Joe’s heart was weak, but he also took the medicine and went out to get the ice pack.
Jiang Hao’s bad cold came quickly and violently. He lay in bed and closed his eyes slowly. It was so tired. He was tired physically and mentally.
When I woke up again, I didn’t know what time it was. There was a nightlight on the bedside. He saw Qiao Xinwei lying on the edge of the bed, holding his hand with his eyes closed.
There is no more beautiful picture than this. His beloved wife is so tired that she dozes off at the bedside because she is worried about his health. The soft night light makes her face softer. Her beauty is unadorned, like a wild lily quietly blooming in a silent valley, which does not win the attention of others and does not need praise from others.
His forehead was still covered with a towel, and now his temperature was the same. There was a basin and a towel on the bed, and she was still at the edge of the basin with one hand.
There is a cup of water on the bedside table, cotton balls and tweezers. He knows what this is.
He suddenly burst into tears, but he couldn’t stop closing his eyes. Tears streamed down his eyes like threads, and they flowed into his hair, wetting his pillow towel and his heart.
Qiao Xinwei woke up when he heard the noise. Jiang Hao immediately took the towel to cover his eyes. He didn’t want her to see that she was crying.
"Are you awake? ? Huh? ？”
"What’s the matter?" Jiang Hao looked up and asked anxiously.
"My feet are numb after sitting for a long time, so let me slowly." My legs are unconscious and my whole leg is aching, just like tens of thousands of ants are gnawing, and it seems that tens of thousands of needles are stabbing.
She took the towel from Jiang Hao’s hand and put it in the basin. She wrung out another piece and applied it to him. "Keep applying it. Your fever hasn’t gone down yet."
Jiang Hao holds her hand. It’s cold water in the basin, and her hand is cold. "Silly girl, why don’t you pack ice?"
"I looked it up online and said that nothing in an ice pack is a psychological comfort or a wet towel is better."
"What time is it now?"
I looked at my mobile phone and said, "It’s five o’clock and it’s almost dawn."
"You just changed all night."
"Yeah, don’t be too moved. I’m sick. Aren’t you taking care of me like this? You’re not moved to cry, are you? Wait a minute. I’ll take my mobile phone to shoot Jiang Da’s head and cry. It’s rare to see it in a hundred years."
Jiang Hao was made to laugh by her. "I feel terrible crying, but you still laugh." He won’t admit that he cried.
"Ha ha, laugh and say it’s okay. Drink some warm water. You’ve been sleeping. I’m afraid you’re short of water. I’ll give you a straw. You won’t suck well. I’ll give you a cotton ball to touch your lips, but you haven’t drunk much for a long time."
Jiang Hao was about to get up and she pressed it again. "Isn’t there a straw? The water in the thermos is not hot. You can drink it directly through the straw. By the way, are you hungry? I cooked porridge."
Before Jiang Hao could answer her, she immediately said, "You have to eat if you are not hungry. I’ll fill you up with more water and drink this cup."
Qiao Xin only limped out and patted his thigh while walking. Jiang Hao looked at her back and felt terrible. He covered his chest and took a deep breath slowly. At that moment, he felt a scraper gouging out his heart one by one.
Coughing out the heartache and getting worse.
Qiao Xinwei soon returned to her and brought rice porridge, which was very dry and thick because it had been stuffy for a long time, but it still smelled delicious.
"Jiang chief give small a chance to feed you."
Jiang Hao smiled and opened his mouth to eat.
"Hey, you still show off in an ostentatious manner." Qiao Xinwei sat on the ground and fed him a spoonful. "Is it delicious? I’m afraid it’s too weak. I added a little salt."