A warm wind blew in. Song Yan quickly buried her face in her big jacket. Ye Jue got into the car quickly, approached Song Yan's side, took the medicine he bought and handed it to her.

Song Yan looked down at the thermos in his arms and asked, "You... bought it."

"Um."

"Just go home and eat, why do you want to buy a thermos?" Song Yan frowned. It was originally a lesson for Ye Jue, but because she was sick, her voice was weak and soft, and she seemed to be acting coquettish with Ye Jue.

Ye Jue stuffed the medicine into her mouth and gave her water: "First, remove the fever-reducing medicine, and don't go home later."

"Don't go home..." Song Yan took the water and took a sip.

The water is warm, and it won’t be too hot if it’s not cold. After drinking it in one sip, Song Yan felt her heart warm.

The car started slowly, and Guo Ziming started to speak first: "Send you to the hospital."

Song Yan suddenly looked up and saw Ye Jue nodding at her, then pulled her coat higher.

Song Yan shook her head and said, "Don't go to the hospital, it's just a fever. Just go back and sleep. I'm not that weak in my constitution. I used to be like this at my second uncle's house. I don't even have to go to the clinic. I have a cold and a fever and can get better after sweating."

"What are you saying? You are my wife now. Their dog is not responsible for your life. Can I still let you lie in bed sick and ignore you?" Ye Jue took the water cup in her hand, twisted the lid on, then took Song Yan into his arms, patted her back gently with his palm and said, "You must go to the hospital, go to the hospital to prescribe the right medicine. The disease is cured quickly. I just gave you a fever-reducing medicine."

He didn't dare to buy her medicine.

If she hadn't had the fever too much and was very close to the pharmacy, he would have thought of sending her to the hospital directly.

The car was driving very smoothly, and Song Yan felt so dazed and comfortable in Ye Jue's arms. She hugged him for a while and fell asleep again.

When she arrived at the hospital gate, Song Yan woke up. Ye Jue got out of the car and was about to carry her down. Song Yan quickly stopped him: "I'm just a fever. I can leave by myself, you...don't hug her."

"Okay, then you get down by yourself." Ye Jue stood outside the car door, blocking her head with one hand and putting the other hand next to the car door.

When Song Yan stepped on the ground with her feet and looked up at the sky, she felt dizzy.

She hurriedly hugged Ye Jue's arm and said, "Let's go."

"Don't let me hold you, or I carry you." Ye Jue squatted down.

Song Yan lazily lay on Ye Jue's back.

Ye Jue stood up, looked at Guo Ziming who was walking down from the other side door, and said, "Brother, I'll take her to the hospital first, why don't you go back first."

"I'll smoke a cigarette first, and wait for you outside. If something really happens, I'll leave first." Guo Ziming took out the cigarette and lighter, then put one out and put it on his mouth.

Ye Jue said "yes" and took Song Yan to the hospital.

Song Yan had a high fever of 40 degrees. The hospital asked for an infusion, but Song Yan refused.

If she gets sick and gets ill, her constitution will be very weak in the future. Moreover, she rarely has infusions. One is because she is afraid of having an injection on her hand, and the other is because she feels that it will be too long to wait for the medicine to drip into her body.

Seeing that she insisted on disagreeing, Ye Jue did not force her to have an infusion, but grabbed Song Yan and gave her an injection on her butt.
Chapter completed!