Dear Mr. Shi

Hearing this, Shi Mu immediately refused: "No, I won't go to the hospital, I just need to sleep."

The voice is too hoarse.

"No, get up quickly!" Si Chen also strongly refused.

Shi Mu sighed and said pitifully, "But I really don't want to at all right now. I just want to sleep for a while. Doesn't Shi Yuhan have a family doctor? Or call him over."

"All right, let's go to sleep, I'll call my brother and ask him to call someone over!" After that, Si Chen had turned around quickly, and went back to his bedroom to get the phone as quickly as possible.

When the door of his room was closed, Shimu looked sick and suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But when Si Chen came back to the bedroom again, he immediately changed back, putting his hand weakly on his forehead, slightly hard and rough, as if he was uncomfortable.

"I already called my brother, the doctor will be here in a while, let me help you get an ice pack and apply it!" After saying this, Si Chen ran out again.

At this moment, he is full of caring Shimu, and he can't think of anything else. At this moment, Shimu's idea is that he really wants to be so sick in the future.

In the next time, Shi Mu was lying under the quilt with his eyes closed, while Si Chen took an ice pack and put it on his forehead.

After a while, the doctor came. After the diagnosis, he looked at Shi Mu's eyes and suddenly became a little strange, but the doctor didn't say anything, because Shi Mu's eyes suddenly narrowed sharply, emitting a threatening cold light. .

The doctor pursed his lips, then turned around and smiled at Si Chen, and said, "There is no big problem, take some anti-fever medicine. Just take a drip and get some sleep, but..."

"But what?" Si Chen answered nervously.

The doctor smiled: "But his blood sugar is a bit low. I suggest you cook something for him, light and nutritious."

"Okay, I'm going now, then you can hang some drops for him." Si Chen turned around and left the ward after speaking.

After Si Chen closed the door, the doctor immediately looked at Shi Mu with a serious face, and coughed slightly before saying: "Mr. Shi, you should be holding hot water in your arms, do you still have to take this injection? Do you want to eat?"

"The medicine is free, let's hang a nutrient needle." Shi Mu said coldly, without any embarrassment of being dismantled.

The doctor despised from the bottom of his heart, this man was really rascal.

I don't know what he is doing, why do he pretend to be sick to another man? If it were a woman, he could understand that he was picking up girls with bitterness, but it was a man just now.

Could it be...

The doctor shuddered, and now thinking about the two, it seems that they are really ambiguous.

Sure enough, this world has become corrupt everywhere, it's just such two outstanding men, how can they...

Forget it, don’t think much about it, anyway, he shouldn’t see it, and he loves women, but when he goes back, he can talk to his wife that she is a rotten girl. Hearing the true love of the two handsome guys, she will be sharp. Scream! !

When the doctor left, Si Chen was cooking nutritious porridge in the kitchen.

With light but nutritious food, he went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He really didn't know what to do for Shimu, so he called Song Qinghuan. When Song Qinghuan heard that Shimu was ill, he asked him to cook some porridge.

Therefore, Si Chen directly broadcasted the video on WeChat and asked Song Qinghuan to teach him how to cook porridge.