After putting the trembling Ou Xiangbei on the bed, Zhou Chuyu covered him with a quilt.

"Wife, do you have antipyretics? Just give me one pill." He said weakly, his voice extremely hoarse.

"Yes..." As he said that, Zhou Chuyu took out a bottle of antipyretic medicine from the bedside table drawer, then walked to the water dispenser and poured a glass of warm water.

After putting the pills in his mouth, she held the water cup in one hand and slowly helped him up with the other, carefully putting the mouth of the cup to his lips.

After feeding him the medicine, Zhou Chuyu slowly placed the water cup on the bedside table.

Then, he took out his cell phone in his pocket and said, "I will call the vice president of your hospital and ask him to send a doctor to give you a fever-reducing injection."

"Cough cough cough..." Ou Xiangbei coughed lightly, slowly closed his heavy eyelids, without responding to her words.

After the doctor came, he simply gave Ou Xiangbei a fever-reducing injection and left.

Zhou Chuyu went into the kitchen to cook rice porridge for Ou Xiangbei.

The only sleeping Ou Xiangbei was left in the huge room.

One hour later.

When Zhou Chuyu brought the porridge into the bedroom, Ou Xiangbei was already awake...
Chapter completed!