Shui Qinmo went to get a culture medium for the Huoyuan flower. At night, Na Hanjue had a fever.
Sleeping until midnight, he was wrapped around Qing Ge's body like a koala. Qing Ge felt vaguely that his body was very hot, so he woke up immediately and poked around with his hand. It was frighteningly hot. He must have been burned during the day.
I was sweating profusely and poured cold water on myself, which made me excited.
She quickly got out of bed, found antipyretic medicine and shook him, "Jue, wake up, you have a fever, get up and take medicine."
"I don't want..." He muttered with his eyes closed, "It's just a fever, it won't kill anyone."
Singing Black Lines.
He is so calm!!
"But if you don't take medicine, the disease won't be cured. Can you get up and take medicine?" Normally she was obedient to him, but she couldn't obey him on this matter.
"No, I don't want to take medicine." He buried his face in Qing Ge's arms like a child and couldn't pull it out.
Qingge had no choice but to put the medicine into her mouth, leaned down and searched for his lips with her lips.
Feeling the delicate lips touching his face, Nahanjue raised her head and kissed Qingge's lips without opening her eyes. While his tongue was entangled in her mouth, Qingge poured the medicine into him.
In his mouth, Na Hanjue frowned and opened his mouth to vomit, Qingge glared at him: "Na Hanjue! Do you dare to spit it out? If you vomit, you will never even think of kissing me in this life!"
Na Hanjue opened his eyes, shut up aggrievedly, Qingge took the water glass and put it to his lips, "Drink it all."
Na Hanjue raised his head a little higher and drank a whole glass of water obediently.
"Well, you're so good!" Qingge smiled and kissed him on the forehead.
Na Hanjue was very dissatisfied with her coaxing tone!
He is the dignified first young master!
How can a girl be coaxed with such a tone?
So shameless!
However, he had no choice but to feel sore and weak now, and he had no strength at all. He would settle the accounts with her tomorrow. With this thought in his mind, he quickly fell asleep.
Qingge was afraid that the medicine wouldn't work and he would develop pneumonia or something, so she kept guarding him.
After more than half an hour, the antipyretic medicine took effect and he was sweating profusely. Qingge took a soft towel and wiped him carefully back and forth. After more than an hour of tossing, his fever gradually subsided.
She probed his forehead again and found that the temperature was almost the same as her own, so she lay down and continued to sleep.
One night, she kept waking up from sleep, constantly touching his forehead, and didn't fall asleep until early in the morning.
When she woke up, it was already broad daylight. Na Hanjue was lying next to her, looking at her with a smile. When he saw her waking up, he rolled over and pressed her under him.
"Ge'er, you're awake." He kissed her forehead gently, smiling brightly.
"Get down quickly, you're so heavy, you're crushing me to death." Qingge tilted her head, covered her lips tiredly and yawned, then she put her hand on his forehead, tried his, and then her own, and moved
She moved and pushed him, "The fever should have subsided. Get up and I'll give you a thermometer to try."
"I don't want it," he said with a smirk on his lips, "Last night I dreamed that someone molested me. A pair of small hands touched me up and down. Who do you think that was?"
Qingge remembered that he was sweating all over after taking medicine last night. She was afraid that he would catch cold again, so she wiped his whole body with a towel, and his little face turned red instantly.
"Go away, you perverted pig is in heat again!" Qingge blushed and pushed him.
