Chapter 1269
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Mu Xiyou looked at him when she heard that. Then, she quickly lowered her head and went to the kitchen to get a bowl and a spoon. She poured the porridge out and handed it to him.
Si Mancheng brought it over and started eating. She added some lean meat and chopped green onions to the porridge, so it was especially fragrant.
After one bowl, Si Mancheng still hadn't had enough.
"Is there more?" he asked.
Mu Xiyou poured the last bit of porridge for him. It was only half a bowl. After Si Mancheng finished it, he lay back down.
"I cooked this for my grandma. I gave you half. If you're still hungry, I'll cook more for you later," Mu Xiyou said.
"Oh." Si Mancheng glanced at her. He thought it was a takeaway. It was so delicious.
He didn't expect her to cook it herself.
"Take out the thermometer."
Si Mancheng took out the thermometer and handed it to her. Mu Xiyou took it and looked at it. "Your temperature is 39 degrees. Take some medicine for the fever."
She immediately took the medicine and fed it to him according to the instructions.
"Go back to your room and sleep. I'll cook the porridge now."
"It's okay. Get me a blanket. I'll sleep here for a while."
Mu Xiyou went into the bedroom to find a blanket. She took it out and covered him up.
Si Mancheng had already closed his eyes. Mu Xiyou got up and went to the kitchen.
Half an hour later, Mu Xiyou came out of the kitchen. She went to the sofa and looked at the man who was still sleeping. She reached out and touched his forehead.
His fever hadn't gone down yet …
She sat down to keep him company. When Si Mancheng woke up, he smelled something burning. He immediately pushed the girl who was sleeping even more soundly than him.
Mu Xiyou woke up in a daze. She took two seconds to realize where she was. She screamed at the smell and rushed to the kitchen.
Si Mancheng rubbed his forehead helplessly. It hurt even more.
In the kitchen, Mu Xiyou pushed the pot away. She looked at the burnt pot and frowned. The pot looked expensive. If she paid for it, she would lose half a month's salary!
Feeling a little depressed, she put the pot aside and cooked another pot.
Mu Xiyou went back to the living room and said nonchalantly, "The pot is broken. I'll buy a new one for you tomorrow."
"No need. It's just a wok," Si Mancheng said calmly.
"How can I do that? I broke it. I have to pay for it. Take your temperature again. I don't think you're getting any better. You should go to the hospital." Mu Xiyou handed the thermometer over.
Si Mancheng pushed the thermometer away and said, "Give me some antipyretic."
"Absolutely not! You've only been eating for a little more than an hour. This can only be eaten once every four hours! "
"Then let's wait for another three hours."
"…"
Mu Xiyou was speechless. How could he do that?
Si Mancheng fell asleep again. This time, Mu Xiyou did not dare to fall asleep again. She waited until the porridge was ready before she came out to rest on the couch.
When Si Mancheng was in a daze, he could feel a small hand touching his forehead from time to time.
"It seems to have dropped a little." Mu Xiyou was still half-asleep. She moved closer and tested his temperature with her lips. That way, she could better understand his current condition.
Si Mancheng felt the softness on his forehead. He slowly opened his eyes.
"It's really much better. It's still a little warm. Go back to sleep. You'll be fine tomorrow morning." Mu Xiyou lay back down and went back to sleep.
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