Chapter 115 Not Worthy of Me (10)

Two consecutive days of shooting and the injury to her wrist made Ji Yi feel extremely tired. She returned to the apartment, took a hot bath, applied medicine to the wound on her wrist, and then lay on the sofa in the living room not wanting to move. .

Probably because he was really tired, Ji Yi didn't wait for He Yuguang to come back, but instead waited for himself to fall asleep on the sofa.

She didn't put a blanket on her. Even though the thermostatic system was turned on in the room, it rained twice in the cold weather during the afternoon filming. Ji Yi didn't sleep for long, and felt as if something was burning in her throat. It was like fire, making her mouth dry and thirsty.

Ji Yi knew that she should drink some water, but she was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes and didn't want to move.

She just continued to lie there dryly, her body began to sweat, and her breathing became more and more labored. In the end, her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and she groaned uncomfortably. She opened her mouth and breathed hard, but as she breathed in, her nose suddenly became sore, which made her burst into tears.

Just when she was about to cry softly due to the discomfort, she felt a hand covering her forehead, and then she fell into a warm embrace, and then, her whole body fell into In the soft mattress.

Did someone appear next to her?

Ji Yi, who was feeling dizzy, stretched out his hand to touch randomly, but didn't touch anything. Instead, he heard the sound of footsteps getting further away.

who is that? He is here, why should he leave? She felt so uncomfortable. Why didn't he call a doctor for her?

Ji Yi wanted to move, but she couldn't. Her body was still getting hot and cold, and she was shaking even more uncomfortably.

No, she can't stay like this, she might die of discomfort... Ji Yi thought and began to struggle. When she finally reached the bedside, she heard the door open, followed by a rush of footsteps. There was a sound, and then the mattress next to her sank, someone sat down, and then she was lifted up, and a warm cup was handed to her mouth.

After drinking water, she felt better.

She felt herself being laid back on the bed and covered with a quilt.

But she was still very cold, so cold that she was shivering all the time. In the hazy state, she vaguely felt that in addition to the person feeding her water, there was another person in the room. The person was saying something like, "Nothing's wrong." , I just have a fever." He took a cold needle and poked it into the skin of her arm. She didn't know if it was because of illness, but the pain was magnified many times, and the pain made her burst into tears. She She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but her hand was held by the person who had just given her water. Unable to avoid it, she softly spoke in pain: "It hurts, it hurts..."

The man who gave her water did not speak, but used his other hand to touch her hair. The force was gentle and full of comfort.