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Chapter 2310 Lan Yan is sick (2)

Lan Yan was indeed awake.

At six o'clock, I opened my eyes.

But my body was not very comfortable, and after lying down for a while, I realized that my body temperature was a bit wrong.

She didn't call the servant, so as not to make a fuss, but she managed to pull herself together, found the medicine box in her room, and found the thermometer.

After 5 minutes, she glanced, 38 degrees four.

Sure enough, he had a fever.

Coincidentally, the antipyretics in the medicine cabinet are gone.

Lan Yan squinted a little uncomfortable, but had no choice but to go to the bathroom to wash her face to refresh herself, then went out of the room, went to the medicine cabinet in the living room and found antipyretics.

He went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and took the medicine.

At this time, the time is just over 06:30.

After taking the medicine, she was going back upstairs.

Not feeling well and not wanting to wake up, Lan Yan lay on the bed and looked at her phone, then fell asleep again in a daze.
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The layout of the Lan family hasn't changed much, it's the same as it was a few years ago.

After Qiao Yicheng went upstairs, he easily found Lan Yan's room.

He knocked first.

And no one responded.

Could it be that you are taking a shower?

Qiao Yicheng thought for a while, then knocked twice.

Then I realized that the door of the room was not closed tightly.

He pressed his hand on the doorknob, and with a little force, the door was pushed open.

As soon as Qiao Yicheng raised his eyes, he saw the situation in the room.

The gauze curtain did not fall, and the morning sun gently shone into the room.

On the soft big bed, the delicate and beautiful girl was still asleep.

The sunlight shone on the girl's eyebrows with nostalgia.

Qiao Yicheng couldn't help but chuckled, fearing that he would disturb Lan Yan's sleep, he quickly restrained himself.

He entered the room, closed the door softly, walked to the window, and raised the hand to close the curtain.

The sunlight in the room was suddenly blocked a lot.

Did you get up already?
Qiao Yicheng looked at the clock in the room.

It's past eight o'clock, okay?

But this is not like Lan Yan's living place.

Qiao Yicheng knew her a little bit.

Get up on time at six o'clock.

Could it be that you have nothing to do today and plan to sleep a little longer?

Unable to figure it out, Qiao Yicheng gave up.

Putting the heat preservation box on the small table beside him, Qiao Yicheng planned to wake Lan Yan up.

He raised his hand across the quilt, and lightly pushed Lan Yan's arm, "Get up, have something to eat?"

no respond.

Qiao Yicheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sleep so deeply?
He pushed again, feeling something was wrong.

Because I found that Lan Yan's breathing was a bit heavier than this.

what happened?

Qiao Yicheng frowned, and raised his hand to touch Lan Yan's forehead.

The temperature of the tentacles startled him.

"Why is it so hot?"

There are cold medicines and a thermometer on the small table next to the bed.

This means that Lan Yan picked it up before, knew about her fever, and took medicine...

But that medicine... cold medicine?

Qiao Yicheng frowned again.

What cold medicine do you take for fever?Is this waiting for your own high temperature to spontaneously ignite?
Qiao Yicheng didn't continue to call Lan Yan this time, but turned around and went out the door, went downstairs to get some ice cubes from the refrigerator in the kitchen, found the medicine box in the living room, found the antipyretics, and then turned back.

Lan Yan is an idiot, she might have a fever and mistook the cold medicine for a fever-reducing medicine.

But the servants didn't notice what was wrong with her.

Qiao Yicheng's eyebrows have never loosened since he found out that Lan Yan had a fever.

(End of this chapter)