Qin Feiyang looked at her gentle look. Her two curled eyelashes were like delicate little brushes, which looked particularly beautiful under the light.
"Why am I here?" As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my throat was so dry that it hurt even if I swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Meng Xinran glanced at him, put the towel back into the basin and rubbed it: "You can't remember? Miss Xu brought you back."
Qin Feiyang frowned, his beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed with surprise: "Xu Ya?"
How could it be her?
So she saved him, but wasn't she a chess piece sent by the old man to monitor him? Why should she help him? He couldn't understand. This woman was really hard to see through sometimes.
Meng Xinran glanced at him sideways: "Looking at you, you don't care at all that people saved you. You were injured like this. If it weren't for Xu Ya, would you have saved your life? Thank you very much!
"
"Where is she now?" Qin Feiyang asked. He had many questions to ask Xu Ya. How did she learn about this mission? Did she overhear it? Did she run over to help him or was her father sending him here? If
If it was the former, he really couldn't figure out her motive, because there was nothing valuable in him for her to covet. If it was the latter... No, it couldn't be the latter. There was no way his father would do this, otherwise
Nor would I be where I am today.
He knows his father too well
"Let's go." Meng Xinran shrugged and said she was helpless: "I asked her to stay, but she insisted that she had something to do, and there was nothing I could do. But I think her face didn't look good, so you'd better call and ask.
"
"I know." Qin Feiyang raised his eyelids, looked at Meng Xinran, and suddenly took her hand: "Woman, have you been taking care of me until now?"
His hand was as hot as a fireball. Meng Xinran was startled and shrank back suddenly.
"Why are your hands so hot?" Cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead. Meng Xinran put his hand on it, but it was still very hot. No wonder his face didn't look right. It turned out to be a fever.
"You have a fever?" Meng Xinran looked at him speechlessly and ran to the medicine cabinet to look for antipyretics.
Qin Feiyang looked at her and grinned: "We ran out of antipyretic medicine at home." He liked to see her busy with herself and felt so happy.
Meng Xinran rolled his eyes. Fortunately, he could still laugh. It's true that the emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch. No... No, why does it feel like he is saying that he is an eunuch? Bah, bah, what should I do? Xu Ya was leaving when she left.
The instructions were still there, but she didn't dare to rush Qin Feiyang to the hospital.
"There is liquor in the wine cabinet," Qin Feiyang reminded.
Oh, by the way, it can cool down physically
Meng Xinran patted her head, wondering why she had forgotten all the first aid knowledge she had learned before at the critical moment. She raised her fist at Qin Feiyang: "I didn't tell you earlier!"
Then I ran to the wine cabinet and found a bottle of liquor with a higher alcohol content.
She turned over Qin Feiyang's body, poured some white wine on a small towel, and kept wiping his back, hands and feet. Anyway, this was not the first time she came into contact with a man's body. Even though it was a different person, she acted very calmly.
His face was not red, his heart was not beating. Although Qin Feiyang felt very comfortable after being rubbed, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. Why did he feel like a piece of meat on a chopping board?
Meng Xinran seemed to treat him as a pig waiting to be slaughtered, sharpening his knife...