Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 123: 111 Fifth Master: Kissing You Because I Like It (3 More)_2 Chapter 123: 111 Fifth Master: Kissing You Because I Like It (3 More)_2 Tang Wan's fever was too severe. Although she had obediently taken her medicine, the effects were not kicking in quickly, so Jiang Jinsang could only wring out a towel to physically cool her down. She was half-asleep and half-awake, completely out of it.

Jiang Jinsang called Dr. Zhou again.

At this time, Zhou Zhongqing had already returned to Beijing to prepare for Mr. Tang's surgery. He had performed four surgeries consecutively over the past two days and had managed to leave work a bit earlier today. He went to bed before it got dark, having drawn the curtains.

The ringtone of Jiang Jinsang's phone was uniquely set, different from others, and it instantly brought a buzzing in Zhou Zhongqing's head. Thinking something had happened to him, he practically leaped out of bed, "Hello-" "Uncle Zhou." "What's the matter, feeling unwell?" He was already throwing back the covers, ready to get out of bed and dress to go to Pingjiang.

"It's notwho's feeling unwell." "Is it Mr. Tang?" "No, it's Wanwan." "Miss Tang?" Zhou Zhongqing paused with his hands on his clothes. "What's wrong with her?" "Her high fever won't break." Zhou Zhongqing: In the medical community, even if he wasn't considered an authority, he could still be regarded as an expert. The patients he dealt with daily... they were all complicated and difficult cases. Now you ctowith...

A cold and a fever? "How is she now, any symptoms, what medicine has she taken?” Zhou Zhongqing still patiently asked. After Jiang Jinsang finished describing it, he sighed and said, "No big problem, just wait calmly for her fever to break. It takes time. If there's no improvement in an hour, then you...

After hanging up the phone and keeping watch for another hour or more, Tang Wan's temperature indeed had started to drop, and Jiang Jinsang finally gave a long sigh of relief.

Thinking back to how she had run out in her pajamas this morning-after all, it was winter. He feared she might have caught a chill then, plus she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol, which would certainly have made her feel even worse.

Around eleven o'clock, she broke out in a sweat. Her entire body was curled up in the blankets, and her lips were dry and white from the fever.

"Wanwan, drink swater." Jiang Jinsang remembered Zhou Zhongqing saying that a fever could cause a lot of water loss, and he thought it might be good to get her to drink more water if possible.

But Tang Wan was already too delirious with fever to discern night from day, and she was indifferent to his words.

Hesitant, Jiang Jinsang held a cup of water, took a sip himself, and leaned down...

This method of feeding water or medicine was often seen on TV. Having watched swhen he was bored during a hospital stay, Jiang Jinsang had thought it pretentious and melotic. But now, it seemed that there was a reason why those scenes kept getting filmed and why people enjoyed watching them.

However, at that moment, Tang Wan's phone suddenly started vibrating. He squinted at it, the contact name: [Spoiled Pork Belly.] From pork belly to cured pork, who was this girlfriend of hers? He didn't want to answer, but after many repeated calls, he frowned and reluctantly picked up, "Tang Xiaowan, what's going on? What are you doing?" He recognized the voice; it was the sone from that tTang Wan had cleverly avoided going to his room and called a girlfriend to make up an excuse to get away. So this contact, like the previous "pork belly," had to be the sperson.

"I can't even, today was just too much. The manager in our department, that bald guy I complained to you about, actually went out of his way to praise me. He smiled atin such a creepy way." "Hello? Why aren't you saying anything?" The person on the other end began to sound anxious, almost as if they were yelling.

Just as she was about to hang up, a calm and tender voice cthrough, "Sorry, she's asleep." A man! And she's asleep? The person on the other end paused, chuckled sheepishly, and then spoke in a softened, lady-like voice, "Sorry for disturbing." "Is there anything else?" "Nothing, that's all, carry on." After that, the other party hung up the phone.

Jiang Jinsang chuckled lightly. Tang Wan's girlfriends sure had quite different personalities from her.

Meanwhile, the person on the other end, clutching their phone, cursed their timing but then thought it was considerate of them to hang up right away.

Is this the "wild man" Tang Xiaowan mentioned? His voice is pleasant, well, for such a nice voice, her 40-meter-long sword can be temporarily sheathed.

Jiang Jinsang stood by the bedside for a long time, until Shen Shuci sent a text message: ["You're not planning to stay overnight next door, are you?"] ["Wanwan has a fever."] Shen Shuci frowned, getting ready to check on her, when another message followed: ["She's already cooled down and fallen asleep, don't cin and disturb her, I'll trouble you to take care of Jiangjiang."] A single text message couldn't possibly send her away, Shen Shuci headed to the next room, and as she was about to push the door open, she found it was locked from the inside.

If Tang Wan had really just fallen asleep, Shen Shuci dared not knock loudly.

Another message arrived: ["Don't worry, she's truly sick, I wouldn't do anything to a patient."] Shen Shuci bit her teeth in annoyance: ["If Wanwan is missing even a single hair tomorrow, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to Beijing."] [“Then I'd have a legitimate reason to stay here, which would be nice."] Having no other choice, and since she obviously couldn't sleep in Jiang Jinsang's room, Shen Shuci could only carry the already asleep Jiangjiang back to her own room.

It was all so nonsensical.

Tang Wan had an unsettled sleep that night, perspiring several times, her mind foggy and filled with Jiang Jinsang's shadow twisting and turning.

** The next morning, at the Jiang Family in Beijing

Zhou Zhongqing had already made arrangements with the hospital, Mr. needed to be Tang definitely hospitalized early, and all this while, Madam Jiang had been phoning to keep up with the progress. So, any new development would be promptly relayed to her by Zhou Zhongqing.

"Madam, I suggest coming over early would be better. Once here, we can give Mr. Tang a more comprehensive checkup, and then adjust the surgical plan according to his current health condition..." Madam Jiang said with a laugh, "Dr. Zhou, I have complete trust in you handling this, but how confident are you about the surgery?" “There are risks with any surgery, but rest assured, I will do my utmost." At this time, someone preparing to go to work cdown from upstairs and greeted the two in the living room, "Mom, Dr. Zhou." "By the way, I was just discussing with Dr. Zhou about Mr. Tang coming here for his medical treatment and surgery," Madam Jiang told him with a smile.

"Hmm."

"The Tang family of three, along with to your brother, and Jiangjiang tin bring the old, the weak, the sick, and NO the children to Beijing isn't easy...” Madam Jiang said, sighing helplessly. Old, weak, sick, and with children? The person had just sat down to eat breakfast when he heard this, his eyelid twitched: His intuition told him: This was not simple.

"The company hasn't been busy lately, right? Considering how long their family has been taking care of Xiaowu and Jiangjiang, why don't you go to Pingjiang to pick them up?" "Our company is very busy!" He immediately refused.

"Work is never finished. Pingjiang is a nice place. You've been looking thinner from all the late nights; it worries me. It would be good for you to relax, think of it as a vacation." He was at a loss for words. With the conversation having reached this point, what else could he say! "Don't worry about anything else, I'll book your flight, you just need to bring them back safely." "I had almost forgotten, the students will soon be on holiday, and we'll be entering the Spring Festival travel rush. We should hurry to book the tickets." Saying so, she didn't even give him tto react, the matter was settled! At that moment, the bread in his mouth tasted bland as wax.