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The servant immediately worried, "Miss, you seem to be sick, and your face is a bit red, is it a fever?"

Han Qiqing frowned, not letting the servant touch his forehead.

"I'm fine, I just want to eat breakfast now, go and prepare it for me."

The maid did not dare to neglect, so he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

It was breakfast, and after Han Qiqing finished eating, it was almost noon.

She was all chuckle.

Especially when Li Yizhen was at her house, it made her feel very unsightly. She simply went upstairs and stayed in her room.

Wrapped in a quilt and lying on the bed, Han Qiqing thought: Song Shijun was really told that she was going to stay at home with mushrooms.

She reached out and took the phone from the bedside table to send a message to Song Shijun.

All the complaints in my heart spit at him.

"I'm so annoyed that the woman actually moved into my house."

"I feel like a nightmare, a terrible nightmare."

"What is self-sufficiency and self-sufficiency can't live, I finally realized it deeply."

"If possible, I want to pick up the broom and drive her out of my house!"

"Shi Jun ... I'm so uncomfortable, I seem to be sick ..."

She sent a lot of WeChat in the past.

Song Shijun did not reply to her.

She was already in a low mood, and when she was unwell, her mood was even worse.

It's noon, he can't wake up yet.

What is he doing?

She didn't return her message ...

Han Qiqing was depressed and depressed at the moment, and it was almost depressing.

Ooo ...

She suddenly missed little.

How did she feel that she wasn't happy after she left? Still unlucky?

It seems that she can't live without it.

Thinking about it, she picked up her phone again and sent a message to Xiaoxiao.

He paused his fingers and deleted the words that said he was sick. He didn't want to worry a little, so he only said that he really wanted her.

After sending, she threw away her cell phone and let herself fall asleep.

It may be really sick.

She slept very unsteadily, as if caught in a dark mud.

In the blur, there seemed to be a figure walking around in front of her, and the sound around him was very noisy.

Who, noisy in her room, how to make people sleep?

Annoying!

Han Qiqing just felt a sigh of relief.

I don't know how long after that, she opened her heavy eyelids, only to find that her room had changed.

Left and right, front and back, all sides are white ...

No, this place is familiar.

Seems like a hospital?

Han Qiqing frowned, how could she be in the hospital?

Sighing heavily, she pursed her dry lips.

Thirsty ...

"Qi Qing, are you awake?" A large hand covered her forehead, which should be a warm palm with a cool touch.

Han Qiqing raised his eyes arduously and saw Song Shijun above his head.

"Shijun?"

Is she dreaming?

She clearly remembered that she was sleeping in her room ...

Song Shijun noticed that when she woke up, she stood by the bed, probing her forehead, frowning and saying, "It seems that the fever hasn't retreated yet."

Han Qiqing said vaguely, "I have a fever?"

"Yeah, you fool, don't tell your family if you're sick. If I didn't call you all the time, I wouldn't be able to get through. I was worried if you had an accident. I just called your house and let the housekeeper go You, otherwise, you are going to be burned into a real fool. "Song Shijun is a training for her, but the voice is very quiet.

Han Qiqing puzzled, "How come I have a fever?