"Mu Pangui? Why are you lying here? What's wrong with you?"

After Song Jinshu saw the other person's face clearly, he immediately lowered his guard and moved closer. She could tell that something was wrong with Mu Pangui's current state.

Mu Pangui had been curled up, still shaking slightly, as if he had endured a lot of torture.

Seeing his face turning red, Song Jinshu thought of some possibility. She stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and quickly retracted it, "It's so hot? It's really a fever. No, if it keeps burning like this, sooner or later it will be a fever." Confused.”

She was afraid that if Mu Pangui continued to burn like this, her condition would only get worse, so she took out her mobile phone and prepared to call an ambulance.

Just when she took out her mobile phone, Mu Pangui suddenly woke up. He seemed to have seen through Song Jinshu's intention and interrupted, "Sister Jinshu, you are back."

Song Jinshu heard his voice and immediately put down his phone and asked, "Mu Pangui, you have a fever. Why don't you go to the hospital quickly? I just got home and I found you sitting here."

"I see you have a serious fever, otherwise I'd better call and take you to the hospital."

After saying that, she was ready to call 120, otherwise she was afraid that the fever would not go away.

But Mu Pangui kept shaking her head and refused, "Sister Jin Shu, there's no need to go to such trouble. I just wanted to ask you to borrow medicine, but I knocked on the door and found that you were not at home. I really had no strength, so I sat down I wanted to take a rest, but I fell asleep without thinking."

Song Jinshu had a look of disapproval and a serious expression, "But I feel that your forehead is very hot. How can you get better if you don't go to the hospital for an injection?"

"It's okay. You really don't need to go to the hospital. I don't like the smell of the hospital. It reminds me of bad things."

Mu Pangui looked up at Song Jinshu with an aggrieved face, his cheeks were strangely red, but his lips were a little pale. There was pain in his eyebrows when he said the second half of the sentence, as if he really hated going to the hospital.

After Song Jinshu heard these words, she no longer persisted. Everyone has some hidden secrets deep in their hearts. She had no intention of exploring what the secret in Mu Pangui's heart was. After all, everyone was an adult. Take responsibility for your own choices.

"Well, since you said that, I won't call you. Just wait a moment and I'll go in and get the medicine for you."

After Song Jinshu finished speaking, he took out the key and opened the door, then helped Mu Pangui into the chair in the room, and then went to find medicine.

"Just wait a moment, and I'll look for where the medicine is."

Song Jinshu was very clear. He remembered that he had some cold medicine and antipyretic medicine at home, but because he was still in good health, he didn't take much medicine. Suddenly, he forgot where he put it.

After searching for a while, she found the medicine and handed it to Mu Pangui, "You have this medicine."

When Mu Pangui got the medicine, she struggled to stand up and thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Jinshu, I will go back first and won't disturb your rest."

Song Jinshu looked at his trembling appearance and couldn't help but ask, "Can you go upstairs alone?"

"It's okay, I can do it."

Mu Pangui said it was okay, but her body was swaying honestly.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Song Jinshu had no choice but to hold one of his arms, "Forget it, let me help you up."

"Then I really want to thank you, Sister Jinshu."

Faced with Song Jinshu's kindness, Mu Pangui was very grateful.

"It's okay. After all, we are not only colleagues, but also neighbors. We just help each other when we encounter difficulties."

Mu Pangui was suffering from a high fever at this time and naturally did not have much strength. Therefore, Song Jinshu needed to use a lot of strength to support him, and there was a hint of reluctance in her voice.

"Sister Jin Shu, am I too heavy? I'm really sorry to trouble you. When I get better, I will treat you to dinner when I have time."

Mu Pangui naturally noticed this and directly extended an invitation to have dinner together.

It's a pity that Song Jinshu was so preoccupied with helping him upstairs that he didn't notice the deeper meaning of his words.

She couldn't help but glance at him, "You're so young, why do you talk so old-fashioned? It's just a little effort, there's no need to have such a grand meal."

"Okay, we've just arrived at your house. Get the key and open the door."

Mu Pangui just smiled at her words. After standing still, with Song Jinshu's support, he took out the key and opened the door.

After Song Jinshu helped him in, he was busy looking for water and a cup for him, and took out the corresponding medicine according to the instructions, and watched Mu Pangui take it.

"Now that you've finished taking the medicine, you should rest quickly."

Mu Pangui looked weak, "Okay, could you please help Sister Jinshu help me into the room?"

Song Jinshu naturally agreed, "Okay."

After helping Mu Pangui lie on the bed, Song Jinshu covered him with a quilt and prepared to leave.

Mu Pangui seemed to be really sleepy. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. His eyes were closed tightly and his brows were slightly wrinkled. He seemed to be particularly uncomfortable.

Song Jinshu saw that he had taken the medicine and was lying on the bed, so he was ready to leave.

But just when she turned around, there was a resistance on her clothes.

She turned around and looked down, and found that it was Mu Pangui who had grabbed the hem of her clothes.

Faced with this situation, Song Jinshu's first reaction was to take his hand and want to leave here.

But when she just bent down to do so, Mu Pangui unconsciously tightened her clothes a little harder and was still mumbling something.

After Song Jinshu got closer for a few minutes, he heard what he said clearly.

"No, don't leave, don't leave me..."

"Please, don't leave me!"

Song Jinshu can't be punished now. Maybe it's the instinct of women. When they see a weak person in need of help, they can't help but lend a helping hand.

But Mu Pangui's current situation seemed to be that he was having nightmares because of a fever, and she didn't know what to do to alleviate his situation.

Just when she was at a loss, she suddenly noticed tears falling from the corners of Mu Pangui's eyes, as if she was in great pain.

Song Jinshu could only stretch out his hand with a slight embarrassment and patted his shoulder, "It's okay. Everything in the dream is fake. Everything will pass."

But at this moment, Mu Pangui suddenly grabbed her hand. When she was about to struggle, she kept murmuring, "Don't leave, okay? Promise me, don't leave, don't leave my side..." "

Song Jinshu wanted to pull his hand away, but he held it tightly, as if he was holding the only life-saving straw.