Half an hour later, the medicine was delivered and she went to open the door.
At least he let go of her.
Jian Qian went to get the medicine, then went to the bed and whispered: "Feng Ying?"
"exist."
He was about to lose his voice.
"Open your mouth and take the medicine."
Feng Ying felt his soft fingers touch his lips and opened his mouth.
Jian Qian took another water glass, sat on the edge of the bed and supported him, "Get up."
"Well! It's so bitter."
She just helped him up and wanted to feed him water and stock up on medicine, but who knew that he actually spit the medicine on the ground.
Jian Qian was immediately surprised and furious. She is a pregnant woman. Do you want to embarrass her like this?
"How do you usually take medicine? How about I call your subordinate?"
Jian Qian doesn't want to serve him.
"No, no subordinates."
He pressed against her shoulder, his voice muffled.
"Then who do you want?"
Jian Qian thinks that this kind of person cannot be tolerated.
It’s not like you grew up in a wealthy family, why are you still so squeamish?
When you are sick, do you need someone to take care of you?
"flourishing."
"..."
But after he said these two words, she was so shocked that she seemed to be deafened.
He said, Qianqian?
"Feng..."
Just as she was about to confirm with him, she suddenly heard his cell phone ringing.
She turned her head and looked at his mobile phone. The word Zhou Qianqian was displayed on it. She immediately blushed, blaming her for being sentimental.
But she didn't dare to answer the call.
Now that Feng Ying is here with her, how will she explain if she answers the phone again?
"How not to answer the phone?"
He raised his eyes and asked her in a hoarse voice.
"I'm looking for you, can you pick it up?"
"Um."
Jian Qian listened and immediately gave him his cell phone, connected it for him and put it to his ear.
Somehow, his whole body was in her arms.
"Where?"
I can't really hear the voice over there, but it should be this sentence.
"Where? I don't know."
Feng Ying glanced at Jian Qian and said weakly.
"I heard that you have a stomach bug. Do you want me to take care of you? Or, someone else is here."
"Huh, Jian Qian is here."
"He smiled a little, although it wasn't a big smile.
Jian Qian's head was buzzing, she really thanked her.
In the past, Mrs. Liu came to her to give her a card, and later, Mrs. Feng came to her to give her a check?
Jian Qian thought to herself, I will really thank you.
However, the person in her arms didn't seem to notice her unhappiness. He quickly hung up the phone and said in a hoarse voice: "Want it?"
Jian Qian glanced at the pill on the quilt, picked it up without saying a word, "Open your mouth."
Feng Ying was unprepared, he opened his mouth and was fed in by her, and then...
"Why are you so wet?"
"It's wet? Is it there? I don't feel it."
Jian Qian said with a confused look.
Feng Ying smiled, lowered his head and said no more.
Jian Qian then brought him water to drink. He took a sip and then lay back down.
Jian Qian felt a little tight in her chest.
Did he really want to kill her?
He came to another city in the middle of the night and found her room. Didn't he dislike her?
What about old friends?
What kind of old friends are they?
Jian Qian didn't know what to do. After he fell asleep again, she left the bed and went out.
But as soon as they went out, they saw the couple coming back from outside. Zhuo Jian took the initiative to hold Fu Yanye's arm. It was really enviable to others.
Finally, the couple reconciled.
Jian Qian thought, I hope they can stay so passionate and beautiful forever.
Because there must always be someone living happily in this world to give people hope.
