This sentence successfully pleased Gu Ningyan, who wandered on the edge of "angry if her boyfriend doesn't think about himself".
She hooked her lips, and the sudden sleepiness made her find a comfortable position to close her eyes.
Jacob Jones noticed her drowsiness and slowed down. When she arrived at the hospital, she asked the nurse for a wheelchair and blanket and carried her into the emergency room.
"Sir, your girlfriend doesn't have a fever?"
The nurse took Gu Ning's temperature with a temperature gun, confirmed that there was no problem, and gave Jacob Jones a look at the temperature value.
36.5, normal body temperature.
The nurse leaned over and probed Gu Ningyan's forehead with her own hand. "Hmm? So hot!"
She found several temperature guns and thermometers, but they didn't have a fever.
"Go and take a blood test for the patient." The doctor inquired, pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and considered.
"OK, please cooperate with your family and help me take off one sleeve of her coat."
The nurse pointed to Gu Ningyan. Just before getting off the bus, Jacob Jones put a coat on her.
"Send it for inspection later, and do not rule out the possibility of other lesions."
The doctor said, and took out some medicine, and asked the nurse to give her infusion after pumping blood.
"All right." The nurse took it, first stuck a needle in Gu Ningyan, and then put tape on her arm.
She pumped out the blood and put it in a testing vessel, and gave Gu Ningyan an infusion according to the doctor's instructions.
Jacob Jones looked at Sarah Davis and couldn't help worrying.
While waiting for the nurse to send him for inspection, he took out his mobile phone and found a number he would probably never dial.
The other party answered quickly and his voice was cold. "Something happened?"
Jacob Jones told him the symptoms of Sarah Davis just now. After saying something over there, he hung up the phone decisively.
Half an hour later, hurried footsteps came at the door of the quiet hospital emergency room.
When Brandon arrived, the nurse had just sent the blood test report.
"You came just right," saw Brandonlai, two men rarely domineering relative, "this blood test report just came out."
The nurse smelled the speech and looked back at Brandon.
"Hello, I am the attending doctor of this patient. My surname is Tan." Brandon stepped forward and handed her her doctor's qualification certificate.
The nurse nodded clearly. "Give the patient to you?"
"Please, please." Brandon nodded with a smile and took a look at the report.
Jacob Jones frowned and leaned forward and asked, "How is it? Is it a poison attack?"
"Very likely." Brandon frowned. "I was going to go back to Y country next week. It seems that it will be advanced."
"This is a chronic poison, the toxin is not strong, and it is very difficult to solve." Brandon said.
The rest, he is not going to tell Jacob Jones too much.
Looking at the time, he said, "I still have an academic conference in the middle of the night. Remember to fill her medicine according to the instructions I sent you these days."
"Just what you gave her last time?" Jacob Jones confirmed everything in detail.
In taking care of Gu Ningyan's health, two people have a surprising tacit understanding.
Before leaving, Brandon told him again: "Don't tell her too much, I don't want her to have psychological burden."
"I see."
...
The next day, Gu Ningyan felt that he had slept for a long time, had nightmares and felt weak all over.
She vaguely remembers that Jacob Jones took herself to the hospital the day before yesterday, and then she fell asleep again when she felt a little unwell. She turned to look out of the window, and it was gray, as if it were going to rain.
There is no sign of a man next to him, leaving only traces of folds in the sheets.
She rubbed her drowsy head and went straight downstairs.
In the kitchen, Jacob Jones is stewing Sarah Davis according to the recipe downloaded from the Internet.
The refrigerator is covered with recipes, all of which are his cooking plans for the next seven days a week.
Looking at the man's busy back, Gu Ningyan suddenly felt a little happy.
Anyway, it would be nice to be able to eat what he made with his own hands now.
"Wake up? Why wear so little?"
Jacob Jones turned and saw Sarah Davis eagerly looking at the refrigerator door. He put down his work, walked to her side, bent down and picked her up.
Gu Ningyan is a little shy and dare not lift his eyes to see Jacob Jones.
She came down in a hurry, wearing a dark green silk nightgown with suspenders, and her white and sexy swan neck was fully displayed by a deep V-neck.
"Did you have a nightmare last night?" Jacob Jones's voice is a little hoarse.
Sarah Davisd and immediately retorted, "No, I had a dream, and I dreamed of a little brother."
She doesn't even blink when she lies.
"Oh," said the man, dragging his tail and holding her on the table, "how do I remember someone grabbing on me like a sloth last night, whining in his mouth?"
Gu Ningyan held his breath and his heart beat. "Me, is my sleeping posture so bad?"
Jacob Jones smiled at the corners of his mouth, walked to the microwave oven, and brought out a cup of milk from the inside.
"Drink milk first and have breakfast later."
Gu Ningyan just saw clearly that the man was wearing a black apron of 'I am the kitchen god', which looked like a model.
"Are you going to work this weekend?" She drank a mouthful of milk with Jacob Jones's hand, and played cheating to the extreme.
Jacob Jones rarely sees Gu Ningyan's clingy side, enjoying it a little, and his eyes are a little deeper.
"No, accompany you."
The next second, Jacob Jones was splashed with a pot of cold water.
"Otherwise, let's invite Ivan and Subei to eat hot pot at home, and it will be lively!"
The clear eyes under the light, with a bright and moving water light, hooked to the bottom of Jacob Jones's heart.
He frowned slightly. "Let other men come to our house, and I always have to collect some comfort fees?"
Seeing this, Gu Ningyan looked up slightly and kissed his cheek gently for a long time.
...
In the afternoon, Subei and others brought several bags of gifts to the door.
"I really lost the credit of Miss Doria, and we were lucky enough to come to Jiang Zong's home."
Subei took the lead in coming in, looked around the layout in a circle, and naturally found the sofa to sit down.
"You still said, I have not seen him call me once in my relationship with Jacob Jones for so many years."
Behind him, a voice of bitterness sounded.
It was Joshua, who took a kraft paper bag in his hand. When he entered the door, he quietly put it in Jacob Jones's briefcase.
Ivan followed, holding a wooden box, like a red wine box.
"Hey, Ivan, come on, come on!" Gu Ningyan stood by the door frame and took the box in his hand. "Oh, this should be Romanti in 1988, which made you spend money!"
"It is out of place to come to people's homes without gifts. Didn't you teach me this?" Ivan quipped.
When Gu Ningyan went to his home as a guest before, he always changed his way to bring some gadgets.
When everyone arrived, Jacob Jones came late from the kitchen.
"Wow, Jacob Jones, you are the chef's dress!"
