Walking to Han Jingnian, Xia Wan'an stared at his beautiful face, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and handed the towel to him, "You wipe the water on your body first, I'll call Assistant Zhang later and ask him to pick you up..."

Han Jingnian slowly opened her eyes and looked at her without saying anything.

Seeing that he didn't take a shower towel, Xia Wan'an frowned. Just as she was about to speak again, the man in front of her suddenly shook his body, and then he fell forward and fell on her shoulders impartially.

Xia Wan'an, who was almost suppressed by the weight of his body, fell to his knees on the ground: "..."

What is Han Jingnian doing? He fainted after a disagreement?

Xia Wan'an curled her lips: "Han Jingnian..."

Just calling his name, she smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

She turned her head subconsciously and leaned closer to him, then almost fainted from the smell of alcohol on his body.

How much alcohol did he drink?... No wonder he was shaking when he walked just now... It turned out that he was drunk?

Wait, he was drunk, why did he come to her?

There are so many servants in the old house, but there is really no assistant. Since he treats her as an outsider, as a legal couple, he can even say "Does your name in the house?", so why should he come to her?

She is so backbone, it is impossible for her to care about him!

Half an hour later, Xia Wan'an, who was holding her waist with one hand and shook her sore wrists with the other hand, stood by the bed panting, staring at her wet clothes that she took off, wiped her body clean with a towel, and lying in the pink sheets she had just changed to sleep soundly in the cover of the quilt she had just changed to at night. She just wanted to slap herself twice, and then took a brush on her face and drew two words: It smells so good.

Han Jingnian looked thin, but in fact she was very important. She dragged him upstairs and helped him take off his clothes (the underwear was taken off with his eyes closed), and wiped his body (the key part was directly passed by her multiplication table on her back), which almost exhausted all her energy.

She barely held the last strand of blood and threw his clothes into the washing machine. After washing and drying, she fell to bed and fell asleep exhausted.

In a drowsy mood, Xia Wan'an felt very hot around her. She kicked the quilt and could still feel the heat. She subconsciously touched the side, and the temperature of her tentacles made her sleepy instantly disappear.

Han Jingnian is actually having a high fever?

Xia Wan'an took out the thermometer and measured the temperature. When she saw that it was thirty-nine degrees, she hurriedly took out the fever-reducing patch and antipyretics, and then found alcohol to help him physically cool down.

I don’t know if he is drunk or less confused. He kept talking nonsense, his voice was very low, and Xia Wan'an couldn’t hear it clearly.

The fever-reducing stickers were replaced one after another, and even the cotton balls stained with alcohol were thrown into the entire trash can. Just as Xia Wan'an thought that if the fever was not reduced, she was about to call an ambulance, Han Jingnian's body temperature finally showed a downward trend.

Xia Wan'an breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't dare to fall asleep, for fear that he would get burned again later.

As time passed, Han Jingnian's breathing gradually stabilized, and the bedroom became quieter.

He was still muttering, his pronunciation was clearer than just now, but after listening carefully for a while, Xia Wan'an only barely captured a few scattered words: "I won't let you get into trouble...I'm the one who hurt you..."

"...I'm sorry... I'll give you my life..."
Chapter completed!