Using an electronic thermometer, he measured Su Youmeng's temperature. The fever was 38.5 degrees, which was not very high, but not low either. With Su Youmeng's stubborn attitude of not wanting to go to the hospital, Fang Yu gave her an antipyretic medicine. and a bag of cold medicine for Su Youmeng.
She also put a fever-reducing patch on her forehead.
"If you don't want to go to the hospital, you have to take the medicine, then go back to the room, close the door, lie down, rest, and sleep!"
Su Youmeng, who had taken all the medicine, looked troubled: "But... I haven't practiced my song yet. I have to hurry up and practice. There isn't much time left!"
Fang Yu looked serious: "Okay, then go to the hospital!"
The song "Tornado" is not difficult among Jay Chou's songs, and Su Youmeng is extremely talented in music.
It's really not difficult to learn this song.
It's just because Su Youmeng has a fever now, her thinking will be slower, and her voice is not in good condition. In the current situation, even if she practices forcefully, it will be useless.
On the contrary, it will leave a burden on the body. It is better to take a good rest, control the cold first, adjust the physical condition, and then continue practicing.
Fang Yu felt that Su Youmeng's fever just now was probably related to the pressure she put on herself during this period, in addition to yesterday's air conditioner.
Sometimes when a person is under too much pressure, he or she will have physical problems.
Although Su Youmeng usually didn't show it at all, Fang Yu could tell from the importance she attached to "Singing Unbridled" yesterday and the importance she attached to "Tornado" today.
Su Youmeng held her tongue: "I don't want to go to the hospital..."
Fang Yu held Su Youmeng's shoulders, turned her towards the stairs, then gently pushed her forward and walked upstairs.
His voice was also very soft, as if he was coaxing a child: "Then have a good rest. If you are obedient, you may wake up with your fever gone and your cold gone. When you get better, I will teach you in person. I guarantee you can learn it in one day!”
"Really!" Su Youmeng's dull eyes suddenly brightened due to illness, and she turned to look at Fang Yu behind her.
"Is what Teacher Fang said true?"
"Really, when have I ever lied to anyone? You call me Teacher Fang, so of course I will teach you!"
Only then did Su Youmeng feel satisfied, as if she had eaten a Dinghai Shenzhen, and she returned to her room to lie down and rest with peace of mind.
After that, Fang Yu returned to the sofa in the living room, drank Coke, listened to the TV, and wandered around.
While swimming, Fang Yu thought of Su Youmeng who was sleeping with a fever upstairs.
He rarely gets sick himself. His parents usually do farm work. Although they are old people, they are in good health. Even if they catch a cold, they will be cured before they even notice.
This is the first time I've met someone with a cold or fever around me, so I don't have much experience.
"I've already taken the medicine, so it should be fine. Is there anything else I need to do?" Fang Yu thought to himself while lying on the sofa.
"Forget it, I've done everything I can, it's up to her whether she's good or not!" Fang Yu continued to think in his mind.
He turned over on the sofa and turned sideways, not wanting to think about Su Youmeng's illness again.
After a while, he lay down again and stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, thinking again.
"But she looks very uncomfortable! In any case, her cold has something to do with me!"
After tossing and turning, he finally made a "tsk" sound, sat up from the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on a certain search box.
Enter text -
"What should I do if I have a high fever of 38.5 degrees?"
Halfway through typing, I deleted it.
Replace with——
"How to take care of patients with high fever!"
Click search, and the answer will soon appear below.
1. Maintain air circulation in the house...
2. Pay attention to a light diet...
3. You can use physical cooling and measure your body temperature every 30 minutes to 2 hours...
4.……
Fang Yu read it carefully and made a rough sketch in his mind.
By the way, I looked at the time and saw that it had been almost an hour since Su Youmeng went upstairs.
Fang Yu did not hesitate to pick up the electronic thermometer and went upstairs. He gently twisted the door handle and found that it was unlocked. Then he opened the door carefully and gently and came to Su Youmeng's bedside.
At this time, Su Youmeng was sleeping soundly, her head tilted to the left, which pressed her left cheek, causing her mouth to open slightly, and she even drooled a few drops of saliva on the pillow.
This made Fang Yu immediately interested. He squatted down and took a closer look.
I never expected that the person called a goddess by so many people would sleep like this.
Still drooling!
After just a few glances, Su Youmeng's pouty mouth opened and closed, as if she was eating some delicious food, making a "bah, bah, bah, bah" sound.
It was also accompanied by chaotic sleep talking, the sound was very small and could not be heard clearly, it was more like a "hmm" sound.
Fang Yu looked at Su Youmeng's cute sleeping appearance and suppressed a smile in his heart.
Not only was my mouth drooling, but I was also smacking my lips. I didn’t know what delicious food I had dreamed of.
But he soon remembered that he was here to do business, took out the electronic thermometer and put it in front of Su Youmeng's forehead.
With a click, the body temperature is displayed.
"37.4 degrees." Fang Yu muttered in his heart: "Although the fever is still low, it has subsided, so it should be nothing serious!"
The hanging heart also relaxed, and just as he was about to quietly walk out of the room, he heard Su Youmeng's sleep talk getting louder.
The words I speak also become much clearer.
The brows that were flat just now were frowned tightly now, and tears slowly flowed out from his closed eyes.
Fang Yu stopped and squatted down again, lying in front of the bed and looking at Su Youmeng.
"Is this a nightmare?" I thought to myself.
"Mother……"
Su Youmeng kept shouting something. Fang Yu turned his head and put his ear close, trying to hear what she was shouting.
"Mom? Are you calling mom?" Fang Yu was afraid of disturbing Su Youmeng's sleep, so he didn't dare to speak and could only guess in his heart.
"You're so old and you've only been on the show for a few days, but you already miss your mother?"
Fang Yu didn't know that Su Youmeng's mother had passed away, and thought that she was like a child who couldn't live without her mother.
"You are really silly girl. After one month, you can go home and see your mother. What are you afraid of!"
But he didn't say it out loud, he just thought about it in his heart.
Su Youmeng slept very uneasily, moving around all the time, her tears flowing more and more fiercely, and she clutched the sheets tightly with both hands.
Fang Yu seemed a little overwhelmed and didn't know what to do.
Just leave or leave...
After hesitating on the spot for a while, he finally made the choice to hold Su Youmeng's hand that was holding the sheets tightly and whispered: "Don't be sad, you will see your mother soon!"
He also saw this move in the movie, and he didn't know if it would be useful if he used it.
Hope it works, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do.
What he didn't expect was that his blind cat bumped into a dead mouse, and he actually hit the right one. Although Su Youmeng's tears were still falling after her hand was held, at least she didn't talk in her sleep anymore. His expression and tense body also relaxed.
Fang Yu wanted to withdraw his hand and leave, but found that his hand was held by Su Youmeng. He had no choice but to sit on the spot and lie down beside Su Youmeng's bed.
He thought to himself that this silly rabbit was really sent by God to torture him.
When Fang Yu was lying on the bedside, dozing off in a daze, half asleep, Su Youmeng slowly opened her tearful eyes.
He turned to look at Fang Yu who was lying beside the bed, then straightened his head and looked at the ceiling, his throat rolled, he choked, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Without letting go of Fang Yu's hand, he closed his eyes again and rested.
