"Knighted!"

Ning Qianqian didn't dare to touch his back, so she could only push his arms and chest.

But a knighthood is like a sticky piece of candy that cannot be torn off.

She was a little helpless: "Don't be ridiculous. This is not a hospital. I can't help you reduce inflammation and fever..."

Fengjue placed his chin on Ning Qianqian's head, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I brought medicine."

A question mark slowly appeared on Ning Qianqian's head.

Did he still run out of the hospital with a plan?

At this time, the sound of footsteps came.

Ning Qianqian was shocked, but she couldn't push away the title, so she could only bury her face in his arms.

Passers-by looked at them strangely and muttered unhappily: "Just go home after making out, why are you blocking the road here!"

After the passers-by left, Ning Qianqian raised her head and glared at Feng Jue, then compromised and said, "Let go of me first and then go into the house."

Fengjue nodded seriously, then pulled Ning Qianqian's shoulders to spin her around, hugging her from behind, which was so clingy.

"Enter the house this way."

Ning Qianqian: "..."

She had no choice but to open the door and enter the house with the prince hanging like a koala on her body.

Ning Qianqian placed Feng Jue on the bed and took a lot of effort to pull his hand away.

She walked aside with her cell phone and dialed Song Cheng's number.

Song Cheng's attitude was polite, "Miss Ning."

"Fengjue came to me. Come and take him back to the hospital."

"Dududu..."

Ning Qianqian looked at the hung up phone in confusion.

What's going on today?

Fengjue was confused, so was Song Cheng?

Ning Qianqian didn't believe in evil and called Fengjue's bodyguard again.

Unexpectedly, the bodyguard didn't answer the call and just hung up, as if he was afraid that she would send him back.

Ning Qianqian walked to the bed and looked at Fengjue angrily.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Fengjue was lying on his side on the bed, with a corner of his loose hospital gown lifted up to reveal a white bandage.

Hearing the sound, he slowly opened his eyes and looked over with the tail of his eyes raised slightly. His eyes were no longer cold, but filled with a little confusion and attachment.

Ning Qianqian instantly remembered the helpless little boy back then.

Her heart softened, she sighed and asked, "Where is the medicine?"

"Qianqian..."

It was as if he couldn't hear her questions and kept calling her name over and over again according to his heart.

Ning Qianqian had no choice but to do it herself and found the medicine in his pocket.

She poured a glass of warm water, sat in front of the prince, and said, "Get up and take medicine."

Fengjue stretched out his hand, and just when Ning Qianqian thought he was going to cooperate in taking the medicine, he grabbed her wrist and stopped moving.

He murmured in a low voice: "Qianqian, don't go...don't leave me..."

Ning Qianqian's heart seemed to be touched by something.

She shook her head vigorously, calmed down, and helped Fengjue sit up.

Fengjue's tall body leaned against Ning Qianqian, feeling heavy and hot.

She supported him with difficulty and handed the medicine to his lips.
Chapter completed!