When Li Qingshen heard the doctor's words, she still frowned and stared at Ling Momo for a while, then stretched out her hand and took a few more pills.
"She can't eat. Feeding her like this is a waste of medicine. Let's wait until she wakes up and talk!" the landlady reminded her. She paused in the middle of her words.
Because, Li Qingshen put the medicine in her mouth, then lowered her head, gently and carefully blocked Ling Momo's lips, pried her lips open with the tip of her tongue, and then pushed the medicine into her mouth, pushing it all the way
When it reached her throat, Li Qingshen let go of her, stretched out his hand, took the water glass, took a sip, lowered his head, and slowly put it into her mouth, still reaching her throat, and then the water
Sliding the pill into the girl's belly.
The landlady and the doctor did not expect that Li Qingshen would feed Ling Momo medicine like this, and they were immediately embarrassed. The two of them left silently, and the landlady closed the door considerately.
Li Qingshen continued to take the medicine and fed it to Ling Momo as before.
After taking the last pill, Li Qingshen breathed a sigh of relief. He opened his eyes and saw the pale face close at hand. His eyes became a little pitiful. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently
He touched her long hair, and the tip of his tongue slowly withdrew from her mouth. His lips were still pressed against her soft lips. After a long pause, he gently moved away.
Maybe it was because the injection had taken effect. The girl gradually stopped shaking, and her breathing became more prolonged. She seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Li Qingshen gently raised his hand, covered her with a quilt, and then
Sitting aside, a pair of eyes looked at her affectionately and silently, their eyes soft and emotional.
From time to time, Li Qingshen raised his hand and touched her forehead. In the middle of the night, Ling Momo started to have a fever again and murmured uncomfortably. Li Qingshen gently held her hand, and she was in a daze.
She opened her eyes for a moment, then closed them again, held his hand with her little hand, and fell into sleep again. It was not until four o'clock in the morning that Ling Momo's fever finally subsided, and Li Qingshen relaxed.
After taking a breath, he quietly took his hand away from hers, rummaged for the keys from her bag, walked out quietly, bought some porridge in the car, took the keys, and put them on the table together.
Li Qingshen walked to the bedside. Ling Momo was sleeping deeply. He stared at her quietly for a while, then slowly lowered his head and kissed her forehead. He stayed for a moment, then straightened up slightly and kissed her.
After covering himself with the quilt, he looked at her silently again, then picked up the mobile phone she put on the bedside table and opened the call history. Li Qingshen stared at it quietly for a while, then raised his hand and clicked on
Pressing the delete key, a confirmation window popped up. Li Qingshen lowered his eyes slightly, clicked OK, put his phone on the table, took his car keys, and left quietly.
When Ling Momo woke up, it was already bright. Maybe because of the night's fever, her whole body was still a little weak, but her mind was completely awake. She lazily turned over and saw the table beside the bed.
After serving the glass and medicine, I frowned immediately, and then I thought that when I woke up yesterday evening, Enson seemed to have sent me a WeChat message. He immediately sat up, stretched out his hand, and took out his mobile phone. It was true.
