Chapter 552: Do you hate me so much? (7)_1

He knew he was sick, but not to the point of having hallucinations, or seeing people he shouldn’t.

That was his confidence in himself.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing his not-so-friendly tone, afraid that she might get the blame eventually, the maid explained, "Sir, Miss Qianxun asked Doctor Wen to come. Dr. Shao is not here."

"Alright, you can go now."

Qianxun? Wen Qianxi was a bit confused, was she referring to... Eleven? But why would Eleven be Qianxun?

"Eleven told me you had a fever and asked me to come and check on you."

His gaze fell on the syringe in her hand, saying indifferently: "I don’t take injections."

"Don’t worry, I’m a doctor. Right now, you’re just a patient to me. I’m doing what a doctor should do. Don’t overthink, I certainly won’t."

"No," he refused, "Any other doctor is fine, but not you."

"..." A hint of desolation flashed in Wen Qianxi’s eyes. "Do you hate me that much?"

"No hate," he answered so emotionlessly that no spite could be detected, "Not worth it."

Wen Qianxi subtly took a breath and said again: "Let’s not talk about it. Today I’m just here to treat your illness. I hope you don’t misconstrue anything. I wouldn’t have come if Eleven hadn’t asked me. She doesn’t know about our past relationship. When she asked me for help, I couldn’t refuse."

"What relationship do we have?"

She was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Yes, we do, the relationship between a doctor and a patient."

She took a small breath, then pushed the syringe a bit, "Stop behaving like a child. Your fever is severe. You need a shot to bring it down, otherwise the temperature won’t drop today."

"Behaving like a child?" A hint of bitterness flashed across the corner of Gu Liancheng’s mouth, "Do you still see me as the same fool I used to be?"

"No, let’s not keep talking about the past. I’ll repeat it again, I’m here to treat your illness. Could you, as the patient, please cooperate? Otherwise, it will be very troublesome."

"I won’t get the shot." He resolutely refused without even looking at her.

"Eleven will be worried."

"...Shoot it in my arm."

"Who ever heard of antipyretics being injected into the arm? The dose is large and the buttock muscles are thick and less innervated, so it’s always injected there. I’m not scared, why should a grown man like you be?"

"There’s always a first time for everything. The muscles in my arms are also thick. Just give it there, if it’s not effective, I won’t die."

"..."

Wen Qianxi, unable to fight him but also left with no choice, had to do as he said.

Shooting it into his arm, he became more obedient. He didn’t look, didn’t care, and after completing the IV drip, it was all over.

Wen Qianxi was seriously doing her duty, truly not overthinking anything. Even wrote down the names of the medications he has to take on a piece of paper and left it on the table, so they could go to the pharmacy to find them and take them according to the instructions in the manual.

She took care of him until Eleven came back, considering that her mission was accomplished.

Taking off her white coat, mask, and gloves, she handed over her shift to Eleven, saying, "He is the most uncooperative patient I’ve ever seen."

"What happened? Is he awake?"

"He wouldn’t let me inject the antipyretics into his buttocks, but into his arm. He’s the first."

"..." Eleven was also taken aback, "Is he being shy, this grown man?"

"I don’t know if injecting it in the arm will work,really wanted to say ’If you die from the fever, it’s not my fault," Wen Qianxi smiled, "Both bottles are already done. I’ve written down the medication you are supposed to take on a piece of paper. You can find them in the pharmacy later. Check if the fever can be reduced by tonight, if not, I will come back tomorrow."

"You don’t need to go to the trouble, Sister Wen Qian. Dr. Shao will be back tomorrow. We will reach out to him if anything happens."

"Alright, then I’ll take my leave."

"Thank you, Sister Wen Qian. I’ll treat you to a meal someday."