Li Xiaomo couldn't help but frown. She walked over gently, and the strong smell of alcohol emanated from his body.
Li Xiaomo saw an empty wine bottle under the chair.
"You're going to die! Did you drink so much?"
Feeling a strange pain in his heart, Li Xiaomo shook Mo Sen's arm, "Hey! Why are you sleeping on the table?"
"Little pepper..."
A low, hoarse voice softly opened from Mo Sen's thin lips.
"Hey! You're a disciple? What's wrong with you?"
Hearing his gibbering, Li Xiaomo frowned even more tightly. "Wake up!"
The little hand accidentally touched Mo Sen's forehead - Phew! It's so hot!
"Dengtuzi, you have a fever!" Li Xiaomo suddenly became nervous, "Dengtuzi, don't sleep here!"
She pushed Mawson hard to the bed, lay down on it, and hurriedly made an intercom call to ask the maid downstairs to call the family doctor.
Fortunately, Mo Sen is a giant Buddha, so the maid invited the doctor smoothly.
"Doctor, how is he?" Looking at the doctor's frown, Li Xiaomo was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"High fever, 39.7 degrees. The patient's stomach seems to be not in good condition. He drank so much wine last night..."
There was a bit of reproach in the doctor's words, as if he was blaming Li Xiaomo for not taking good care of him.
Li Xiaomo was depressed for a moment. She hadn't seen this guy at all since dinner last night. How did she know that this guy was drinking!
Moreover, if he wants to drink, can she care?
The maids' hesitant looks made her feel guilty - good! She has been promoted to a certain devil's girlfriend these days, and she is also responsible for his physical condition!
So, with the distress that she had not yet noticed, she quietly watched the doctor insert the infusion needle into Moson's right hand.
"Doctor, can his fever go away with an infusion?"
"Well! If the fever has not subsided after the transfusion, call me right away!" The doctor placed a small pile on the bedside table and waved to Li Xiaomo, "Come and take a look. After three hours, you will feed him the medicine."
, there are two red ones and one black one..."
"Oh! Okay!" Li Xiaotao listened carefully to the doctor's words, "Thank you, doctor."
"Well, we should be careful not to let him drink so much in the future. His constitution cannot allow him to drink too much." The doctor did not forget to give a few more words before leaving.
"Oh, okay!" Li Xiaomo was rarely docile.
After asking the bodyguard to send the doctor away, Li Xiaomo consciously watched over Mo Sen and kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
The sick Mawson looked fragile.
His beautiful eyelashes drooped low, covering his bright sapphire eyes, and his resolute lips were slightly parted. Every time Li Xiaomo listened carefully, she could hear him whispering: "Little Pepper..."
If Li Xiaomo thought this guy was hateful before today, then at this moment, she felt that the guy lying on the bed was cute!
Yes! Even though he was sick, he was still thinking about her in his dreams. Isn't he cute?
Gently touching his thick eyebrows, which were wrinkled like hills, Li Xiaomo couldn't help but said: "Fool! Why did you drink so much? If you have anything to say to me, why don't you just tell me? Even if there is something,
You can’t tell me, so don’t drink so much! Is it okay to torment yourself like this?”