An Exclusive love

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On the weekend, there was a sudden heavy rain in the city of S, and then a gale of magnitude 10 hung all afternoon. Xin Rong's class happened to have a practical lesson. As a result, when the rainstorm came, the students were drying the newly dyed cloth in the yard.

No one wants to let their work be destroyed, so they took it in the storm, and naturally they all became a chicken.

"Xin Rong, you will catch a cold like this, hurry back to our dorm with us."

Zhang Jin saw Xin Rong holding her cloth and began to sneeze. He took her to the dormitory and waited to be picked up. Qi Qiqi suggested that Xin Rong take a bath, but she was not used to washing outside, she just wiped it off, and then changed into Qi Qiqi's clothes.

"A sneeze!" Xin Rong sneezed while looking at his mobile phone.

Qi Qiqi helped her dry her hair, while joking: "Not so fast, we can miss a class, how can they come here now, win the senior."

Speaking, Xin Rong's cell phone rang.

"Hello!" She connected with a grin.

"Well, it's wet, it's in the dormitory!"

"Changed, Qi Qiqi's clothes."

"it is good!"

Qi Qiqi stared at her: "Win senior?"

"Yes, my brother is here to pick me up." Xin Rong stood up and prepared to leave.

Zhang Jin lay on the window and looked out, and saw a black car driving into the dormitory area: "Really fast, is he nearby?"

"I sent a text message!" Xin Rong said puzzledly. When she came to the dormitory, she sent a message telling them to win the class in advance.

"That can't be so fast!" Qi Qiqi raised her finger, "It will take an hour to get from Yingshi."

Xin Rong wouldn't care about this kind of thing. She had put on her shoes and walked to the door: "See you next week!"

"Goodbye!"

Going downstairs, she saw Yingwang standing in the hall with her umbrella, and saw her frown frown.

"Don't get rain in the future, you will catch a cold."

Xin Rong held his arm and coquettishly: "It won't make my hard-dyed cloth wet, besides, everyone is raining, it's all right!"

"Have your umbrella." Yingwang handed her the umbrella. As soon as Xin Rong took it, she was embraced, and when she responded, she sat on the arm of hope again.

This kind of child-like approach makes both people secretly rejoice, as if some kind of consensus has been reached.

"Leave me alone. Hit yourself." Yingwang saw Xin Rong lie on his neck, and tried to twist over to parachute herself, reaching out and holding her shoulder.

Xin Rong had no choice but to raise the umbrella as much as possible, although only a few steps, his body was still wet after winning the car.

Sneeze! Xin Rong rubbed her nose and put a big hand on her forehead.

"Rong Rong is all right?" Win Cheng leaned over from the driver's seat.

Yingwang shook his head: "I have a cold."

"Sit down. Let's go back quickly. The weather forecast says there is a typhoon at night."

In the evening, Xin Rong stood on the terrace and looked at the distant sea. For the first time, she felt the terrible power of nature. If it weren't for Win Cheng to say it was safe, she would have thought that the sea was going to flood the house.

"Come in for pills." Yingwang called her.

Xin Rong Da Da Da ran over and sneezed a few more times.

"Take a hot bath with medicine and go to bed early." Ying Wang touched her head.

Yingcheng ran in from the outside, all wet, and caught a furry thing in his hand: "This little guy has been blown into our swimming pool by the wind!"

"this is……"

Xin Rong was not sure: "Little squirrel?"

"Do you like it?" Win Cheng shook his squirrel's tail.

The little guy was frightened in the first place, but now he was so tossed and frightened.

"I'll find something for him. Don't bully him, Chengcheng, find a box and put it in!"

Winning opinion Xin Rong liked it, so he found a wooden box and poke a few holes in it to put the squirrel in: "This will not run, we will set a cage to raise it when the rain stops."

Xin Rong was the first time he was so close to a small animal. It was rare and he kept staring and didn't want to leave. Later he was forced to return to the room to take a shower and sleep. Sleeping stupidly, she felt more and more hot, and her head seemed to be cracking.

"Rongrong! Rongrong!"

Who is calling me? Granny! Don't leave, don't leave me ...

Yingwang put the towel on Xin Rong's head with a calm face, and he wont turn around beside him.

"What to do, the typhoon hasn't left, and the doctor can't come up." He took the towel replaced by Yingwang and threw it into the ice water. "Brother, can you do that? What if you become a fool!"

"Shut up." Yingwang glared at him and took out the thermometer.

Fortunately, 39 degrees, one degree lower than just now.

"You have to find out what other way to cool down physically." Yingwang looked at the little **** the bed, breathing hard, aching in pain.

Yingcheng researched for a long time and was not sure. He went downstairs and called his aunt. The aunt was anxious when Xin Rong was having a fever.

"Wipe the palms and toes of the young lady with alcohol." The aunt quickly prepared the alcohol and cotton, originally intended to come by herself. As a result, the two brothers let her go to rest.

Yingwang handed cotton to win; "You wipe your palms."

He put his hand into the quilt to wipe Xin Rong's feet. He could grasp the small feet with one hand, and the delicate touch was like a good beautiful jade. But at this time, the man didn't have the heart to feel those things, and all his heart was on the fever.

"It seems that the temperature has dropped again." After rubbing it a few times, Win Cheng measured the temperature of Xin Rong again and dropped to 38 degrees.

Yingwang washed her hands and hugged Xinrong: "You go get medicine."

"Rongrong, Rongrong."

Xin Rong heard clearly this time, and she tried to open her eyes to face the face of hope.

"Brother ... I feel bad ..."

Yingcheng took the opportunity to put the medicine in her mouth: "Rong Rongguai, come and drink water. You have a fever, and you won't feel bad after taking the medicine!"

Seeing that she could take the medicine herself, the brother's heart was relieved.

"Sleep." Yingwang let her lie down. "We are with you."

Seeing that she was asleep again, Yingwang stood up: "Look at me, I'll rush."

He had been sweating for a long time just now. Xin Rong couldn't let go of her heart, and soon after she finished washing the clothes, she heard Ying Cheng shouting outside.

"Brother, come out soon, come and see."

Yingwang rushed out without scrubbing his hair, and won into Xinrong's face in panic: "You see."

Xin Rong still had shortness of breath, and she didn't know when a few transparent little peas grew on her flushed face.

"It's in my hand, too." Win Cheng looked at it and reached out to drag Xin Rong's pajamas.

Yingwang saw that the little girl's neck and shoulders were also full of small blisters.

"Chickenpox." He sank.

"Ah!" Win Cheng was taken aback, and then thought that Xin Rong was different from them. She had not had any immunizations.

It probably started to itch, Xin Rong instinctively raised his hand and scratched his face. Winning in a hurry, he grabbed her, "Brother, you have to think of a way!"

"I'll ask Auntie, you look at Rong Rong, you must not let her dig out chicken pox." Ying Wang hurried downstairs. The aunt didn't rest. She cooked porridge for Xin Rong in the kitchen. He heard that Xin Rong almost threw chicken pan with chickenpox.

"How come you have chickenpox? Didn't the young lady get a shot?" Aunty wiped her hands. "I'll go and see."

Xin Rong has been awakened by itching, crying and saying that she is itchy.

"Oh, it's chickenpox!" Aunty hurriedly won the win, "Hurry up and lift the quilt, don't let her get hot."

Winning the quilt to the ground, Xin Rong tearfully looked back at the win. Yingwang felt a little stunned, but didn't know what to do.

"Hurry up and get a cotton sock and turn on the air conditioner a bit." The aunt directed the two men. Yingwang immediately went to find socks and won the air conditioner.

Xin Rong had a fever, but she felt itchy all over. She asked in fear: "I ... am I going to die ..."

"Hmm!" Aunt fed her some water, "Do n’t talk nonsense, you have chickenpox, and it will be all right after you get out." Suddenly the aunt screamed, "No, no, master you want to go out, you Infectious."

Yingwang brought the socks over, and grabbed and won: "You go out."

"I don't." Win Cheng grabbed the door frame. "You can do it, so can I. I have to take care of my sister!"

"Don't make a fool, if you get infected, how can I take care of it." Win Hope pushed him out.

Win Cheng shouted outside: "Be careful, too!"

His genes have not been improved, so Win Cheng also knows that he is very likely to be infected. At this time, he cannot add confusion.

"Aunt ..."

"I'm okay. I went out when I was a kid." Aunt put socks on Xin Rong's hands and asked uneasily, "Master, you can go out too, I'll take care of the young lady."

Xin Rong will not cry anymore. She knows about chickenpox, and the children in her family have been out before.

"Wang Wang, you will be contagious if you go out," she said with red eyes. "I will listen to your aunt, so don't worry."

Yingwang sat next to the bed and wanted to grab her hand, and was afraid of getting chickenpox, so she grabbed a strand of her hair and said, "I've been out since I was a kid. Don't worry about it. Hold on. We'll call the doctor when it's dawn. "

"Will I become ugly and weird ..." Xin Rong bowed his head sadly, no matter how advanced the technology was, some patients could not be cured. She remembered that her child had chickenpox, and then she got pits on her face.

Her tears couldn't help falling back when she thought that she might become that way.

Yingwang quickly caught her tears, with accusations in her voice: "Don't cry, it will be more itchy."

"Come here, let the little girl come over to make oatmeal water." Auntie came out of the bathroom. After a while, she put oats of bath water in oats. "Don't worry, as long as you don't dig, you won't leave a pit."

She comforted Xin Rong: "Soaking oatmeal can relieve itching. This is the soil method of our hometown, but it is very useful. Go in and try."

Yingwang dare not hug her or touch her. Xin Rong walked in slowly and reached the door of the bathroom and pulled the sleeve of winning again: "I ... I'm scared by myself."

"Then I will accompany the young lady!" As soon as Auntie finished speaking, she stopped her with hope. "I will go in."