"Cold, so cold -" Lan Lan felt vaguely as if she was still in the cold lake. She tried her best to swim upstream, but no matter how hard she tried, Song Xueqing held her tightly, making her sink deeper and deeper.

The deeper.

Mu Nanrui quickly probed her forehead, but there was no sign of fever.

"Mu Er, help me, the water is so cold -" Her hands fluttered wildly, as if she was still in the water asking for help.

"Little fat, little fat!" He rolled over on the bed and hugged her tightly, hoping to use his body temperature to drive away the chill in her heart.

"It's cold, it's so cold, sister Xueqing, don't be afraid -"

"Little Fatty, I'm here, I'm by your side." Mu Nanrui kept saying, trying to pull her out of her dream.

This kind little woman was still caring about the safety of others at this time, but she didn't know that the person she cared about so much was the person who wanted to kill her. Because he didn't want her to be sad, he had always had reservations about Song Xueqing.

.

His voice was a little hoarse, not as deep and magnetic as before, but Lan Lan, who was half awake and half asleep, still recognized it was him.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was an 'old man' with a beard on his face.

"Mu Er." Lan Lan called him softly, flattening her lips in frustration, "You look so ugly and ugly."

How long had it been since they last met? How could he make himself so ugly that she almost didn't recognize him?

"Little Fatty." He hugged her tighter and lowered his head to rub her face with his stubble, "Do you dislike me?"

"Your stubble stuck me again." Although she had just woken up and she didn't look very energetic, she still had the strength to scream, "If you move again, be careful and I'll kick you down."

"Then you have to be able to kick." In this cold morning, hearing her beautiful voice felt like rays of sunshine were injected into my heart, and my heart truly came to life at this moment.

By the way, this is Fatty Lan, the domineering and arrogant Fatty Lan, the angry Fatty Lan, and the unreasonable Fatty Lan.

What he wants is such a simple and happy little person.

Mu Nanrui laughed, lowered his head to cover her tender lips, and swallowed all her words.

Lan Lan was gagged by him and couldn't say anything she wanted to say. She could only stare at her round eyes and resist. How could he do this? She was still lying on the hospital bed, and he started to bully her again.

She did.

When he let her go, it took her a long time to catch her breath. Did this bad man want her to die again?

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After Lan Lan woke up, Mu Nanrui's mood improved significantly, his face was no longer so gloomy, and the doctors were no longer so trembling when they looked at him.

The attending doctor in charge looked a little solemn after a routine examination. She was the doctor who had been helping Lan Lan take care of her body all year round, and she was also the person Mu Nanrui trusted the most.

Mu Nanrui has known him for many years and naturally knows what the doctor's look means.

He covered Lan Lan with a quilt, explained a few more words, and then went out.

The doctor looked at Mu Nanrui and said seriously: "Second Young Master, Third Miss's constitution is particularly weak and cold. The palace cold is already very serious. It took so many years of Chinese medicine to have some effect. Now that I have experienced something like this again, I'm afraid -

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The doctor paid careful attention to Mu Nanrui's expression and did not dare to tell what happened next.

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Chapter completed!