Mo Wenchu made another phone call, and the level of the food delivered this time was indeed far above the level of that Chinese restaurant, but after Mo Wenchu asked about the menu, he found that the only meal on the menu that was suitable for Gu Jue was only vegetable salad.

So, under the backdrop of Mo Wenchu's big gulp of meat, Gu Jue, who was guarding a box of vegetable salad, looked particularly pitiful.

"I want to drink porridge. Gu Jue took a bite of the salad, looked at Mo Wenchu and said.

Mo Wen was already hungry at the beginning, but now she has abandoned the image of a female star, and said to Gu Jue while eating, "Then I can't help it if you want to drink porridge, there is only one Chinese restaurant here." ”

Gu Jue's gaze swept in the direction of the door of the suite, the house Gu Jue rented this time was a suite, and there were all kinds of supporting facilities in it, including a complete range of kitchen utensils.

Looking at Gu Jue's eyes, Mo Wenchu immediately understood what the other party was thinking, she narrowed her eyes and asked in a calm tone: "It should be enough to buy this hotel for 100 million, right?"

Gu Jue frowned, a little puzzled.

Mo Wenchu: "Prepare a cash flow of 100 million, and I'll help you cook porridge." ”

Mo Wenchu rejected Gu Jue's request in a strange way.

The corners of Gu Jue's mouth flashed with a faint smile, "Forget it, then I'll eat salad." ”

"You're sick right now, you need to replenish protein, I just asked the restaurant to prepare it, but it's a sick meal, it will take some time. ”

In fact, Mo Wenchu had already arranged everything when she called for food just now, but she just wanted to see Gu Jue's deflated appearance, so she didn't tell him.

Now Gu Jue already knew that she had just played a little trick, and sighed slightly, "You don't have the attitude of taking care of patients. ”

"Then how do I take care of you so that you are satisfied?"

The corners of Mo Wenchu's mouth piled up with a smirk and asked.

"Rub my shoulders for me. Gu Jue raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Mo Wenchu: ......??

"Gu Jue, for the sake of your cold, I will take care of you, you must not take an inch and force me to be in a hurry, otherwise, ......" Mo Wenchu rolled up her cuffs, "I have learned some simple moves, and it should be more than enough when I match your sick number." ”

"Okay, I'm not messing with you. Gu Jue took a sip of water, and when he put the cup on the table, he looked at Mo Wenchu and said, "Do you want to go out together to blow the sea breeze?"

Mo Wen immediately frowned when she heard this, "Blowing the sea breeze, I think you just think you're too sick." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

The staff of the hotel restaurant brought Gu Jue's patient meal, which was basically boiled meat, eggs and fruits, and Mo Wenchu sent it to Gu Jue, "Take care of your body with peace of mind first, when your fever subsides, I will accompany you out for a walk." ”

Mo Wenchu reached out and touched Gu Jue's forehead as she spoke, "It seems to be better than before, according to this trend, if you sleep tonight, it should be almost the same tomorrow morning." ”

"Just now, you said that I'm going to go out for a walk when I recover. ”

"Well, let's eat. ”

Mo Wenchu nodded and handed the chopsticks to Gu Jue.

Gu Jue lowered his head and ate obediently, and after a while, the meal he had just delivered was completely eaten.

Mo Wenchu simply cleaned up the lunch box, and when she was done, she went to try Gu Jue's forehead.

"It should be okay to keep the fever off tomorrow morning. Mo Wenchu glanced at the direction of the bathroom as she spoke, "You go and take a hot bath in a while, which is conducive to recovery." ”

"Hmm. ”

Speaking of taking a bath, Mo Wenchu fell into a difficult situation.

After she injured her leg, it was always the maid of the house who was in charge of her washing, but at the moment, the maid definitely didn't......

Looking at Gu Jue on the side, Mo Wenchu frowned.

Silently turning the wheelchair to the side, Mo Wenchu was entangled and struggling in his heart, but in a blink of an eye, it was time to rest, Gu Jue had already finished taking a hot shower and walked out of the bathroom, he rubbed his hair with a towel, and asked, "Do you want me to help?"

"No!" Mo Wenchu simply refused, pushed the wheelchair directly into the bathroom, and locked the door behind her, not giving Gu Jue a chance to break in.

When Mo Wen took a bath at the beginning, it was very difficult, but fortunately, in the end, she still washed smoothly, and when she went out, she was already refreshed.

Although the room is ensuite, there is only one bed.

When she saw the layout of the room after entering the door, Mo Wenchu reasonably suspected that this was deliberately arranged by Gu Jue.

She reluctantly came to the bed, and at the same time pushed Gu Jue aside, "Are you away from me?"

Gu Jue: ?

"You should have the flu, it's contagious. Mo Wen said in a first tone.

The incomprehension in Gu Jue's eyes turned into confusion, but he did obey Mo Wenchu's arrangement, lay down on the side of the bed, and kept a certain distance from her.

Gu Jue's attitude was also cooperative, but as soon as he fell asleep, Mo Wenchu began his own road of "death".

She unconsciously approached in the direction of Gu Jue, and in the end, even the whole person snuggled in the other party's arms.

Gu Jue held his breath and stared at the sleeping person in his arms, his Adam's apple churning up and down.

It's just that the reason that is always maintained suppressed the most primitive impulse in the heart at the last moment.

Gu Jue gently withdrew his body, turned over and got out of bed, and came to the sofa with the quilt in his arms.

After a night's sleep, Mo Wen was refreshed when she first woke up, she turned over with a big grin, but in a semi-conscious state, she suddenly thought of something, and patted her hand to the position beside her-

No one?!

Mo Wenchu immediately sat up in shock, and before she had time to tidy up her unkempt hair, she went to find Gu Jue's whereabouts.

After getting out of bed, Mo Wenchu finally saw Gu Jue's figure on the sofa.

The other party's body was curled up in a ball, and his face was even worse than last night.

Mo Wenchu frowned and turned her wheelchair to the sofa, reaching out to shake Gu Jue's shoulder, "Gu Jue?"

Gu Jue opened his eyes and saw Mo Wenchu's thin lips hooking up with a smile, "Awake?"

Mo Wenchu was touching Gu Jue's forehead at this time, and there was no joy on his face, "Still laughing? You have returned to the pre-liberation period overnight, and all yesterday's efforts were in vain." ”

"It doesn't seem very comfortable. ”

Gu Jue tried to sit up, but curled up on the sofa all night, his shoulders were pressed a little painfully.

Mo Wenchu looked at his uncomfortable appearance, pursed her lips and reached out to help, "You hurry up to the bed and lie down." ”

"Good. ”

With Mo Wenchu's support, Gu Jue returned to bed smoothly.

"Hungry. ”

Mo Wenchu covered the quilt for Gu Jue, returned to the wheelchair and picked up the mobile phone on the side, "Then I'll let them bring breakfast over now." ”

"Hmm. ”