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feed her medicine

When Rong Junlie rushed out, he saw Luo Yan lying in the yard outside the villa. It seemed that she had run away in anger and fainted before running far.

He immediately rushed over and picked up the woman who was lying on the ground. Her beautiful little face was extremely pale. Even though she had fainted, she was frowning subconsciously. You could tell how angry she was just now.

Rong Junlie's heart was also full of anger, but he looked at Luo Yan with her eyes tightly closed, and finally took a deep breath to endure it for the time being, carefully picked her up horizontally, and walked back while sternly

He ordered the dumbfounded servant: "Go and call the doctor yet!"

The servant hurriedly ran to make a phone call, while Rong Junlie carried Luo Yan upstairs and walked to his room. Then he gently placed her on the bed, took off her coat and shoes and covered her with a quilt. Finally,

Pulling a chair over, he sat next to her and looked at her.

Luo Yan may have caught a cold because she didn't sleep all night, and she was so angry at Rong Junlie that she fainted all of a sudden. Moreover, her face was pale just now, but now it looked slow.

Slowly become red.

Rong Junlie frowned, stretched out his hand to cover Luo Yan's face, and felt the hot temperature, and then he was sure that Luo Yan had a high fever.

An eagerness and irritability suddenly arose in his heart. The intertwining of these emotions made him stand up restlessly, pacing back and forth. After a while, he walked to the bed and touched Luo Yan's forehead. After feeling that it was still hot, he started again.

He walked to the door irritably and saw that the doctor hadn't come yet. He shouted angrily downstairs: "Where did the doctor die?"

"Mr. Rong, the doctor said that he has an emergency at home and he can't get through now..." The servant said while paying attention to Rong Junlie's face. Seeing that he was about to burst into anger, he quickly added, "However, I have told him

He has told Miss Luo about her condition, and he said that she probably has a high fever due to cold, and she just needs to take some antipyretic medicine and rest for a while to sweat."

Rong Junlie frowned. He really couldn't wait any longer, so he ordered the servant to bring medicine and a thermometer. Then he walked back to the bed and covered Luo Yan with a quilt.

Luo Yan's face was now horribly red, her hands were hot, her lips were chapped, and she even opened them slightly, and she began to talk nonsense in a very low voice.

When Rong Junlie saw her like this, he couldn't wait for the servant to take the thermometer to take her temperature. He quickly made a wet towel to apply it on her, and then took a wet cotton swab to moisten her lips.

All he knew was that he was rushing to do these trivial tasks that he had never done before, but he ignored how anxious he felt now.

"dad……"

A soft and waxy cry came from the door.

Rong Junlie turned around, and as expected, he saw Rong Zhao standing at the door, holding the door frame with both hands and leaning out half of his fleshy body, looking at him cautiously.

"What to do?" Rong Junlie asked impatiently.

"What's wrong with Aunt Luo? Is she sick?" Rong Zhao's soft voice was full of worry. After speaking, seeing that Rong Junlie didn't answer him immediately, he asked carefully, "Can I come and see her?"

Rong Junlie was very upset because he was nervous about Luo Yan. He really didn't want to pay attention to Rong Zhao, but he just turned around impatiently and met Rong Zhao's big eyes. Those beautiful eyes that were exactly like his were full of caution, pleading and longing.

.

——"Can you be nicer to Rong Zhao and stop hating him and alienating him?"

——"I suddenly felt that Rong Zhao's childhood was similar to mine."

——"By the way, Rong Zhao is a sensitive child... You must pay more attention to this aspect and don't let him hold back his own discomfort."

At this time, Luo Yan's sincere request suddenly sounded in Rong Junlie's ears that night. At that time, the woman's voice was gentle and sincere, asking him to take care of her son.

Now, the little child in front of him is so worried and scared, and he is waiting for his answer.

"..." Rong Junlie was silent for a moment, wanting to say something, and opened his mouth, but finally closed it because he was not good at communication, and just nodded to indicate that he could come in.

Rong Zhao's big eyes seemed to light up in an instant, and he didn't notice his father's abnormality this time. He quickly ran in and ran to Luo Yan's bed, looking nervously at the unconscious Luo Yan.

Rong Junlie glanced at him, didn't say anything, took a towel and went to soak it early.

At this time, Rong Zhao quietly held Luo Yan's hand and felt her hot skin. The child's big ignorant eyes instantly became moist, and he said softly with a cry: "Aunt Luo, what's wrong with you..."

As for Luo Yan, she had been saying these things silently. After hearing Rong Zhao's voice, her eyelids suddenly flashed, her body trembled with excitement, and she blurted out: "Zhao... Zhao

Son……"

When Rong Zhao heard that Luo Yan was reciting his name, the tears that had accumulated in his big eyes instantly rolled down like broken beads, dripping on the back of Luo Yan's hand. He sobbed and said: "Oh

...Auntie, don't scare Zhao'er..."

"Zhao'er... Zhao'er!" Luo Yan's confused shouting became clearer, and she said, "Zhao'er, my Zhao'er... Kaikai..."

"Ugh..." Rong Zhao was frightened by Luo Yan's appearance, and threw himself on the bedside and started crying.

It was at this time that Rong Junlie came in with a cold towel, a thermometer and other items. As soon as he came in, he saw Rong Zhao lying next to Luo Yan crying, and Luo Yan, who was still unconscious but talking nonsense.

Rong Junlie frowned and strode over. Just as he was about to scold Rong Zhao for causing trouble, he heard Luo Yan say:

"Zhao'er...Kaikai...my, my..."

Rong Junlie was stunned for a moment. At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind, but the speed was too fast. It disappeared before he could catch it, and he couldn't think of it again.

Rong Junlie shook his head irritably, put a cold towel on Luo Yan first, and then said to Rong Zhao in a deep voice: "Okay, go back to your room when you've cried enough, she will be fine!"

This boy, he is still waiting here, how could he possibly let anything happen to her? Do you not trust him so much?!

Rong Zhao obviously didn't want to, but seeing Rong Junlie's face that had obviously darkened, he didn't dare to say anything. He looked over and over, and finally walked away with three steps.

After Rong Zhao left, Rong Junlie took Luo Yan's temperature.

I don't know if it's the effect of the cool towel or the fact that she's sweated enough after struggling for a while. Luo Yan's body temperature is now 38 degrees, and she looks much better than before. She doesn't talk nonsense anymore, she's just wrinkled.

His eyebrows were closed and his eyes were still asleep.

Rong Junlie twisted the quilt that Rong Zhao had just messed up for Luo Yan, and covered it carefully again.

The servant came in with the brewed medicine, handed the cup to Rong Junlie and walked out knowingly.

Rong Junlie sat on the edge of the bed, picked up Luo Yan and let her lean on his chest, then held a cup for her and put it to her mouth.

Luo Yan was still asleep and had no consciousness of taking the medicine.

Rong Junlie had no choice but to call her: "Stupid woman, open your mouth and drink the medicine!"

When Luo Yan heard Rong Junlie's voice, she frowned again, and then her body struggled slightly subconsciously.

Rong Junlie saw it and was so angry that he wished he could shake up this little woman who was torturing him while she was sick and scold her severely, or press her down, gnaw her, bite her, kiss her, and kiss her hard.

bully her.

Damn it! Rong Junlie couldn't help but scold himself in his heart. Why did he feel hot in his body just thinking about it!

Rong Junlie had no choice but to glare at Luo Yan with dissatisfaction. Of course he didn't get any response, so he had no choice but to soften his voice and coax: "Yan'er, be good, open your mouth and drink the medicine!"

Luo Yan still ignored him, but it was obvious that her eyebrows were furrowed again.

Rong Junlie was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. When his temper got worse, he simply stopped saying anything and took a big sip himself. Then he lowered his head and kissed Luo Yan's small mouth fiercely.

Luo Yan's lips were chapped due to the high fever and were not as tender as before, but Rong Junlie did not stop moving, prying open her lightly guarded teeth with ease and feeding her every drop of the concoction in her mouth.

After feeding him, he came into contact with her soft and familiar lips and tongue. Rong Junlie immediately felt itchy and unbearable, so he took the opportunity to invade and taste her unique scent, which was sweet and mixed with the bitterness of the concoction.

Because it was her, it actually felt different to him.

Just like this, after feeding Luo Yan a cup of medicine and drinking it, Luo Yan's lips were no longer chapped, and were rosy again. They were even redder and moister than before, and they were also slightly swollen...

After such a steal, Rong Junlie felt better. He put down the cup and couldn't help but kiss Luo Yan's cheek. At the same time, he discovered that the temperature was now a little lower than before. It looked like,

It won't be long before you wake up.

I wonder what she would say after she woke up and found that he was taking care of him so carefully. Could this awkward little woman be so stubborn that she would blush even though she was so moved?

After Rong Junlie took care of Luo Yan, he remembered the feeling of letting Luo Yan take care of him when he had a high fever last time. Tsk...it was really not an ordinary feeling of relief.

Therefore, Mr. Rong, who felt proud when he thought about it, had forgotten that he had a heated argument with Miss Luo just now.

At this time, Rong Junlie's cell phone rang, and the caller ID on the screen was Daniel.

After Rong Junlie saw it, his face darkened. He subconsciously glanced at Luo Yan who was lying on the bed and pressed the answer button.

"Jun Lie, I caught that person, but he was too tough. No matter how I threatened him, he refused to agree to help testify." Daniel Hui reported.

Rong Junlie's eyes turned cold. He did not reply immediately. Instead, he looked at Luo Yan first. She was still sleeping. He just touched his forehead and felt that most of the fever had gone away.

After doing this, Rong Junlie withdrew his gaze and answered Daniel, who had been waiting to hear his instructions: "Send me the address and I'll be there right away."

"Yes!" Daniel replied.

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