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 not me who’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 come to me with…

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 some water.” 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.

cup of water,

water or medicine was often seen on TV. Having watched some when he was bored during a hospital stay, Jiang Jinsang had thought it pretentious and melodramatic. But now, it seemed that there was a reason why those scenes kept getting filmed

…

Wan’s phone suddenly started vibrating. He squinted at it, the contact

[Spoiled Pork Belly.]

to cured pork,

calls, he frowned and reluctantly picked up, “Tang Xiaowan, what’s

was the same one from that time Tang 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

guy I complained to you about, actually went out of his way to praise me. He smiled at me in such

aren’t

to sound

a

A man!

And she’s asleep?

other end paused, chuckled sheepishly, and then spoke in a softened,

“Is there anything else?”

all, carry on.” After that, the other party hung

girlfriends sure had quite

their phone, cursed their timing but then thought it

“wild man” Tang Xiaowan

is pleasant, well, for such a nice voice, her 40-meter-long sword can be temporarily

…

by the bedside for a long

to stay

[“Wanwan has a fever.”]

Shuci frowned, getting ready to check on her, when another message followed: [“She’s already cooled down and fallen asleep, don’t come in and disturb her, I’ll trouble you to

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

Wan had really just fallen asleep,

arrived: [“Don’t worry, she’s truly sick, I

a single hair

legitimate reason to stay here, which would

…

obviously couldn’t sleep in Jiang Jinsang’s room, Shen Shuci could only carry the

all

several times, her mind foggy and filled with Jiang Jinsang’s

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