Chapter 6: Being "exposed" 1
I felt a bone-chilling chill on my back. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids seemed to be glued shut . I wanted to shout for help, but my throat seemed to be blocked by something, so I couldn't make a sound.
I don't know how much time has passed, but in a daze, I seemed to hear a burst of hurried footsteps, and then my body suddenly floated up. A warm feeling came over me, and in the haze, a handsome face appeared in my blurred vision.
“Tick-tock—”
The sound of water drops falling was infinitely magnified in my ears, and the tiny dots of light penetrated my eyelids, becoming brighter and brighter. I slowly opened my eyes, and what came into view was the wall with the red cross mural, the pure white sheets, and the needle connected to the IV on the back of my hand...
Why am I in the hospital?
Snowflakes were flying outside the window, and everything was white. I turned my head to the other side in a daze, and found Zeng Chen holding my left hand tightly, sleeping beside the bed. His body temperature seemed to penetrate my palm and flow through every corner of my body along with the blood.
His long eyelashes suddenly fluttered a few times, and he opened his sleepy eyes. He rubbed his eyes, and when his eyes met mine, he was stunned for a moment.
After a few seconds, a faint smile appeared on his face.
"You finally woke up." He retracted his hand around mine, and for a moment, I actually felt a sense of loss in my heart.
"You took me to the hospital?"
"Yes, after I got home last night, I found that I had left my phone charger at school, so I was going to borrow one from your house." He turned his head and looked at the snowy scene while speaking nonchalantly, "But your father went upstairs and found you fainted, so we took you to the hospital together. He is taking care of Xiao Nuo now."
"Really? Thank you so much." I was a little embarrassed.
"The doctor said you had a high fever last night, so you fainted." Zeng Chen said calmly, "But after the IV drip last night, the fever has subsided."
"Wanwan, you're awake!"
As soon as he finished speaking, my father opened the door and walked into the ward. He raised the insulated lunch box in his hand and said, "It just so happens that I went to the restaurant to pack some porridge. You can eat it after it cools down a bit."
"Yeah!" I nodded.
Dad walked by Zeng Chen and suddenly stopped. He patted his shoulder with a smile and praised him, "If this young man hadn't suddenly come to our house to look for you last night, I wouldn't have noticed that you were dizzy."
He suddenly came to my house to see me? Didn't he come to borrow a charger?
I looked at Zeng Chen suspiciously. The smile on his face froze for a moment. He looked a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know what to say.
"By the way, the doctor said you can go home after the IV." Dad said, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he raised his eyebrows at Zeng Chen, "However, I have to rush to get a batch of goods later, so I can only trouble Zeng Chen to take you there."
"Don't worry, Uncle Yuan, I will take good care of Yuan Wan." Zeng Chen agreed immediately.
My dad then turned around and left with peace of mind: "Let's go, an old man like me won't disturb your world of two."
"Dad, what are you talking about?" I secretly glanced at Zeng Chen, and he actually chuckled a few times for the first time.
After helping me complete the discharge procedures, Zeng Chen drove me home. As soon as I stepped into the house, he asked with concern: "Do you have a thermometer at home? The doctor said you still need to take your temperature."
"Ah... no." I paused, "How about I go buy some?"
"It doesn't matter." Zeng Chen said indifferently while taking off his gloves. "Sometimes manual feeling is more accurate than instrument measurement."
"Ah?" I looked at him in confusion as he approached me and couldn't help but take a step back: "What are you going to do?"
"Let me take your temperature." He held my shoulder with his left hand and put his right palm on my forehead. After a while, his handsome face showed distress. "No, my hands are too cold. I can't test it."
I stood there obediently, as if I was under a spell, looking at Zeng Chen in confusion. His eyes, as bright as stars, flickered slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.
“Yes.”
He leaned down, keeping his eyes aligned with mine. We were facing each other, and the distance between our faces was shrinking. Every millimeter he got closer to me, my heartbeat would double.
When my hand was about to touch his forehead, I subconsciously pulled my head back, but he suddenly reached out and held the back of my head. In an instant, my face became hot.
"Don't move." He said calmly, and gently placed his forehead against mine. For a moment, my brain seemed to lose the ability to think.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
I count the time, count my heartbeats , count my eyelashes, each one distinct in front of my eyes...
"Okay." I don't know how long it took before he finally let me go. His deep voice reached my ears, "It looks like your fever has completely subsided."
I wiped the "cold sweat" from my forehead, fled to the sofa in panic and sat down. My heart, which was about to jump out of my throat, finally calmed down.
"Thank you... You didn't get much sleep last night because you were taking care of me, right?" I lowered my head and forced myself not to pay attention to him not far away. "You should go back and rest first. I'm not that fragile."
"No." Zeng Chen's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at me irresistibly, "I promised Uncle Yuan that I would take good care of you, so I will leave after your father comes home."
"All right."
To avoid embarrassment, I turned on the TV, but none of us looked at it, we were all playing with our phones. I opened the Green Lemon Forum and saw a netizen posting a picture of my live broadcast last night. When I saw the piano in the picture, I remembered that I hadn't returned it to the "big devil" yet!
So I sent him a private message...
"Thank you for lending me the piano temporarily, Big Devil. Can you send me your address? I want to personally return the piano to you tomorrow."
He has been helping me since I started live streaming, and now it's time for me to pay him a visit and thank him.
Just as I pressed the send button, Zeng Chen's phone rang. I turned to look at him curiously, but he frowned slightly, looked at his phone nonchalantly, and said, "It's Lin Tong, asking me if I have written the paper for the public course."
"oh……"
Seeing him sitting on the other side of the sofa, typing something on his phone, I didn’t take it seriously anymore. Soon, the “big devil” sent me a reply.
"Don't bother. I can just ask a moving company to move it."
I mustered up my courage and continued to text him: "Actually, I want to express my gratitude in person. Thank you for your support."
"There's no need to thank them in person. It might be better to leave some room for imagination."
I couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Everyone wanted to know who the magical Ruanruan was under the mask, but the "big devil" not only didn't want to know, but also seemed to be deliberately avoiding me.
strangeness.
