Chapter: 5400

A few minutes later, Du Yumeng took out the thermometer from Zhan Yiyang's armpit, raised it and looked at it, and said to him: "38 degrees, the fever has not completely subsided, but compared to the 30 degrees when he was admitted to the hospital, Nine degrees eight, it has retreated a lot."

"What time did you take the medicine? Is it time to take it?"

Zhan Yiyang shook his head, indicating that he didn't remember the time to take the medicine.

Du Yumeng thought for a moment and said, "It seems like it's time. Take the medicine first, then sleep for a while. I'll have someone bring dinner over."

"You are in this condition now, so you can only eat something light and drink some porridge."

Considering that Zhan Yiyang had a swollen and sore throat and couldn't eat, Du Yumeng called home and asked her aunt to bring her dinner, and specifically asked her to send a bowl of white porridge.

That was for Zhan Yiyang to eat.

Zhan Yiyang just kept nodding.

After instructing the aunt at home, Du Yumeng looked at Zhan Yiyang who could only nod and said, "The eloquent Fourth Young Master Zhan is now like a mute who can only nod. I'm really not used to it."

She was used to bickering with him.

Zhan Yiyang looked at her apologetically.

"Don't look at me like that. You haven't done anything wrong to me. I'm not here to take care of you every day. I was just asked by your grandma to take care of you during your high fever."

"Your fever has started to subside now. You've received a few bottles of liquid medicine and your coughing symptoms have eased a lot. You can take care of yourself..."

Before Du Yumeng could finish her words, Zhan Yiyang started coughing violently, his face red and he was gasping for breath, looking like he would die at any moment.

Du Yumeng watched him perform at first, but when she saw him coughing so hard, she finally walked to his side worriedly, patted his back, and picked up the warm bottle of medicine he had not finished drinking from the bedside table. He boiled some water, handed it to him, and said, "Drink some water."

Zhan Yiyang took the cup, drank two sips of warm water, and coughed a few times before he felt a little better.

"Yu Meng..."

Zhan Yiyang just screamed, his throat was burning with pain again, and he pointed at his throat.

"If you can't speak yet, don't say anything. The doctor recommends that you talk less these days."

Zhan Yiyang picked up his phone and typed something for her to see.

He wrote: I am still very ill, could you please take care of me for another day tomorrow?

After Du Yumeng read it, she said, "I have a meeting tomorrow and I have to meet an important client. I'm afraid I won't have time to come and take care of you."

"If you really can't take care of yourself, I'll arrange for an aunt and a bodyguard to come and take care of you."

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