Li Yi went back to the bedroom and took two quilts, spread them on another open space, called Tan Weiwei to come over to help, moved him to the soft quilt, took a blanket to cover him, and turned back to the coffee table.
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I rummaged through the medicine box and found several boxes of medicine and a box of ice packs.
"Now, take these two medicines and give them to him every four hours. This box is single-packed, and it's every eight hours. I'll put the thermometer and ice pack here for you. From now on, record them every hour.
If his body temperature rises, use physical cooling methods and apply ice to him. Oh, and don’t forget to pray that his life may be longer!”
Pass everything in your hand over.
Li Yi packed up the medicine box, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands and change into a set of clean clothes.
When returning to the living room.
As soon as he walked into the sofa, he stopped.
His eyes couldn't help but glance at the dark red blood stain on the carpet.
He frowned.
There was a hint of displeasure and disgust in his eyebrows.
He raised his bare feet and kicked the blood-stained carpet.
Li Yi wanted to cover the carpet, but when he looked at the clean clothes he had just changed into, the arrogant young master's temper got worse again.
He waved and gave instructions to Tan Weiwei, who was sitting next to Chi Jun like a guardian angel: "You, come here! Roll the carpet over from there to cover the blood. Also, check if there is any leakage into the carpet below.
Go up. If there is any, please wipe it clean for me quickly!"
"You think of me as a servant!"
"No, you are a guest."
Li Yi smiled politely, his captivating peach blossom eyes flickering, and the mole near the corner of his eye made his brows look particularly kind, but also particularly enchanting.
No matter how you look at it, it’s both charming and evil!
Tan Weiyi couldn't help but shudder, but still snorted coldly to encourage himself.
But at this moment, Li Yi's voice floated over, "Miss Guest, you went to someone else's house and your aunt made a mess on the floor. Why don't you clean it up in shame? I just helped you save him. What's left?"
Shouldn't you complete the follow-up work? For example, take care of him, such as cleaning up the dirty places... Of course, if you think this is the job of a servant, I don't mind throwing you out politely.
Because, Yao Ye is used to living and sleeping alone, and when there is another person in my private space, that person can only be on the bed!"
The implication is too clear and too explicit.
If Tan Weiwei didn't understand the threat in his words, his mind was not far from being a decoration.
My heart felt depressed again.
Tan Weiwei, who rarely suffered in front of others, was choked by his words, but he still had to bow his head and clean up the mess honestly.
I saw the little man busy beside the sofa.
Li Yi hummed a tune with great satisfaction and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee.
Then he sipped coffee leisurely and returned to the living room.
Approaching the wall near the single sofa, he pressed the control panel on the wall to adjust the indoor temperature to an appropriate level, and also turned on the ventilation function to dissipate the bloody smell in the room.
"Wipe it clean, I don't like the smell of strangers' blood in my private space."
Leaning on the sofa.
Li Yi's slender legs were crossed on the armrest of the sofa.
He leaned lazily sideways, supporting his cheek with one hand, looking down at Tan Weiwei's black hair, and slowly narrowed his eyes.
