Fever

Because they returned to Ji's house with mud all over their bodies, Jiara was still severely scolded by the housekeeper. He even said that it was because she was so uneducated that her parents left her in the orphanage hospital. Coupled with the fright in the afternoon, Jiara fell ill at night.

In the middle of the night, she started to have a fever and talk in her sleep. When Jiara vaguely felt that someone was grabbing her hand and calling her, Jiara opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw a face that was so familiar, With all her strength, she struggled to sit up. When did Jie come to her room, how could she not be conscious at all.

"Don't move! Your face is so red." Jie touched Jiara's face and said, and then he realized that Jiara had a high fever.

"I'm fine!" Jiara still struggled to sit up, because she didn't know what Jie was going to do. Usually she has to wait for him to fall asleep before she can go back to her room and fall asleep at ease, otherwise he will definitely look for her for various reasons and keep her from falling asleep.

Today, Ji Ai'er doesn't know why she fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed, and the more she sleeps, the more uncomfortable she becomes.

"I'll call the doctor, you're sick." Jie ran out to make a phone call. And his voice was so loud that it woke up the sleeping people in the whole house. Everyone got up in a panic to see what happened.

What was even more unbelievable was that Jie not only called Ji clan's personal doctor, but also the 120 ambulance. He thought she was dying, or something. But anyway, Jiara seemed to be really sick, because she felt that everything in her room was spinning.

Later, the doctor gave Jiara a drip, and she was so uncomfortable that she shed tears. At that moment, she missed her father and mother in heaven very much. If they were by her side, they would love her and take care of her. She will never be left as lonely and helpless as she is now.

"It's so fragile, so you can cry like this!" Seeing Jiara crying into tears, Jie's disdainful voice sounded at the door, and Jiara saw him leaning on the edge of the door, looking at her.

Jiara didn't want to say anything to him, and she didn't expect him, the young master who was held in his mouth for fear of melting and held in his hands for fear of falling, to have much sympathy and pity for a person of her status. Jiara withdrew her gaze, trying her best to stop the tears falling down.

"Don't cry, it's a big deal that I won't bully you tomorrow." Jie felt a little sad seeing her weak appearance of being wronged and not resisting, so he walked over and wiped Jiara's tears with his hand. Jiara was startled, and felt that his hand was electrified and touched her, so she dodged reflexively.

"I didn't cry." Jiara said stubbornly. I feel that I must not cry in front of Jie, otherwise he will often use this reason to laugh at her as a girl who loves to cry, and he has never had any cells to cherish.

"I'm going to sleep! You don't have to accompany me to school tomorrow, you sleep well at home." Jie said and walked out, closing the door. At that moment, Jiara almost had the illusion that Jie would also treat people well.

The next day after school, Jie rushed into Jiara's room as soon as he got home. He was really not used to the days without her by his side.

"Tomorrow you still have to accompany me to class. I'm not used to no one helping me carry my schoolbag." This is Jie's way of expression. Every time he faces Jiara, he will only use what he wants to say in a bad way. expressed in a way.

At that moment, Jiara really wanted to beat him up. Because before that, she thought that Jie was actually not bad, but it was completely her illusion.