Chen Jun did not leave.

He endured it all the way, but at the last moment he failed and showed traces in front of Nan Yan.

Thanks to Nan Yan's fault, I remembered that I had replaced all the medicines in the medicine box and prepared many common medicines, including stomach medicine.

Nan Yan corresponded to Shen Jungu's symptoms one by one according to the instructions. Chen Jungu, who was sitting on the sofa, held his forehead and his voice was hoarse: "No need to look at it, this one must be eaten."

"I'm afraid that I'll send you to a stomachache if I take the wrong medicine." Nan Yan sincerely said, "I'll see the instructions before taking the medicine. It's the greatest respect for the medicine."

Chen Jungu stopped talking and asked Nan Yan to check the instructions little by little.

Nan Yan confirmed that it was explained, limped and poured a cup of warm water and stuffed Chen Jungu two pills.

Chen Jungu didn't look at it at all, so he threw it into his mouth after getting it, and drank a few sips of water.

The sofa in the living room of Nanyan's home is very girlish. The pink and gray fabric sofa is tilted with plush toys on it. Nanyan is lying on the sofa, and everyone is too generous. When Chen Jun is sitting there, the sofa looks much more cramped.

He took two pills and lay on his side on the sofa, putting one hand on his eyebrows and eyes. With every breath he breathed, the buttons of the collar unbuttoned shirt would gently float.

Nan Yan held his cell phone and checked out what to do about stomach problems and stomach pain.

Gastric diseases are quite common. Once you open the page, you can see many small folk remedies and tricks.

Nan Yan carefully read the content and wrote it down again.

"Chen Jungu, if you feel pain, you can massage the painful area to relieve the pain."

Nan Yan buried his head in the little trick, not realizing that he had called his full name in front of Shen Jungu for the first time.

Chen Jun put down his hand and looked at Nan Yan with a side look.

A thick color-blocking carpet was laid on the ground. Nan Yan sat on the carpet, leaning his sprained ankle on a small kick, his posture was very casual.

Nan Yan had already changed the royal blue dress. A color-blocking sportswear was simple, with long curly hair tied into a bun. When she turned around, her temples were hanging down with two strands of hair, and the appearance of her forehead exposed made her look childish.

"The above said that you should pay attention to the intensity when massage and proceed slowly." Nan Yan said and gestured, "You rub your wrist in the middle, position it and turn it around 200 times, and change your hands."

"Or... I'll take a look," Nan Yan looked down and looked up, and said to Chen Jungu, "Cross his hands and pressed around his navel, saying that he wanted to draw Tai Chi... How do you draw this thing?"

Nan Yan looked open and confused.

Chen Jun then used his fist to press his lips and coughed.

It seemed that it worked better than taking medicine when she was talking. Her stomachache was almost transferred to nothing in an instant.

"I can."

Chen Jungu said, "I will take care of myself, don't worry, go take off your makeup first. It will be bad for your skin if you wear makeup for a long time."

Nan Yan was about to say that someone was worried, but he realized with his cell phone.

She showed the medicine and checked the tricks. Isn’t this a sign of worry?

She closed the page of the tips for stomachache.

"Then you take care of yourself."

Nan Yanzhen has gone to take off her makeup.

She had no burden in front of Shen Jungu. Anyway, just the subtle relationship between them, not to mention anything else, treating each other as relatives and family members at one point may make it easier to get along with each other.

Nan Yan took off his makeup and came out with a facial mask. Chen Jungu had already closed his eyes, and I wonder if he was asleep.

Maybe he didn't fall asleep either. After all, his stomach ache was so fast. He endured it all the way. How could he recover so quickly after taking two pills?

No one can sleep if he endures the pain.

Although Nan Yan knew it, his feet were still light.

She poured a cup of hot water and put it on the coffee table. She didn't plan to care about him, but she always remembered the contents of the trick she had just taken.

"Huh...I owe you what I owe."

Nan Yan muttered to himself, rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.

The open kitchen has little space, so Nan Yan flipped through the refrigerator, but fortunately he bought it himself with some dishes.

She quickly peeled the pumpkin and cooked it in pieces, while preparing other ingredients. In a few minutes, the pumpkin was cooked softly. Nan Yan grind the pumpkin into a paste and put it into the pot with the other ingredients.

The room was not big, and the open kitchen could not block the aroma of food. When the aroma of corn and pumpkin porridge came, Chen Jungu opened his eyes while closing his resting eyes, rubbed the acupoints, and half sat up.

Nan Yan was barefoot and had a denim apron on his body. On one side of the kitchen, there were four or five aprons of different colors and patterns hanging.

You have to be fully armed when cooking a bowl of porridge. Nan Yan’s life is very ritualistic.

Chen Jungu looked at Nan Yan's back and couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth.

"Wake up? Just come to have some porridge."

Nan Yan looked back and smiled, Chen Jun's smile froze.

I didn't notice just now that Nan Yan was wearing a facial mask, with only eyes, mouth and nose exposed on his green face, and the rest was covered without any leakage.

This way Nan Yan smiles like this has nothing to do with all the beautiful words.

Chen Jun accidentally discovered that after a moment of stiffness, he actually felt that Nan Yan, who was wearing a green mask, looked very cute when he waved the spoon.

Nan Yan used a pink and golden bowl to serve corn and pumpkin porridge and served it to Chen Jungu.

"Come on, drink some porridge to warm your stomach."

Nan Yan handed the porridge spoon to Chen Jungu.

At the table, she didn't eat a few bites, but at least she didn't drink.

Chen Jungu didn't eat much, and after drinking, he still had stomachache, so it was hard for him to survive until now.

After washing the mask, Nan Yan went to serve himself a bowl.

Chen Jun was so sad that he was sitting on the sofa. She felt strange when she went to the restaurant alone.

Nan Yan thought about it and went back to the sofa, not far from Chen Jungu.

The fragrant porridge was soft and smooth. Chen Jun was drinking the porridge slowly, thinking how long has it been since he last ate Nanyan's craftsmanship at the Shen family?

His eyes fell on Nan Yan.

Nan Yan didn't notice it.

In order to take care of Chen Jun in the living room, I was afraid that he would be dazzling. Nan Yan turned off the lights a little weaker, and the warm tones of setting sun shone on her body, and her eyelashes were printed with golden color.

After dinner, Chen Jun insisted on him washing dishes.

"You cook and wash dishes, I should do it."

"You sit down, I won't have to work for you, a patient."

Nan Yan put away the dishes and chopsticks and complained: "I really don't know what job you are fighting for with the dishwasher."

Chen Jungu: "..."

I was dizzy and forgot about this.

After a while, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Chen Jun is about to leave.

He called the driver.

"Hey, sir, I thought you lived with your wife today, and I left three hours ago."

The driver had already gone home and was tutoring his children for homework. He suddenly received a call from Chen Jungu and looked confused.

"Aren't you feeling a little uncomfortable? I have a wife taking care of you at my wife's place. When I go back, I don't have much to ask for at your house. I guess I'll come to pick you up to the hospital tomorrow morning."

Chen Jungu hung up the phone silently.

The room was very quiet, and Nan Yan could hear the voice of the driver on the other end of the phone clearly.

The driver left.

Nan Yan glanced at Chen Jungu.

The man seemed to have not thought of this situation, and was a little confused for a moment.

"Then I'll take a taxi."

Chen Jun made good decisions.

Nan Yan friendly reminder: "Is the stomach ache better?"

Chen Jun pressed his stomach and frowned. After a while, his tone was normal: "Well, okay."

However, Nan Yan saw through Chen Jungu's disguise at first glance.

"Sorry, I just checked it, my stomach hurts less quickly than you."

It is not embarrassing that Chen Jun was exposed in person.

Nan Yan is a little difficult.

Let Chen Jungu take a taxi home late at night, and then go next to him at home where he wants nothing?

Nan Yan quietly presented a little red flower to himself in his heart, and grabbed his hair and sighed.
To be continued...