Chapter 102: Is This a Concern?Or Are You Already in Love with Me?

As soon as Leng Yan lay on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly again, and he didn't move, or rather, he didn't have the strength to move at all.

Jiang Ruoxi looked at Leng Yan, he looked so fragile at this time, and he had never seen it before, so fragile that it made people feel distressed.

She bent down, took off the leather shoes on his feet, and stood up again to see the blazer and shirt tie that he had not yet taken off, so he must be uncomfortable, right?

pursed his lips, and after hesitating for a while, Jiang Ruoxi still reached out and wanted to take off the suit on his body, "Leng Yan, Leng Yan, can you move?" But Leng Yan on the bed did not move at all.

Jiang Ruoxi could only use her best strength to take off the blazer and shirt on his body for him, what about the pants?

He had a fever now, and she had to let him change into a pair of pajamas! After hesitating for a few seconds, she still mustered up her courage, anyway, he was unconscious now, anyway, when he woke up, she would just deny it.

Jiang Ruoxi unbuttoned the belt buckle of his trousers with trembling hands, and her already cold little hands became even colder at this time, she took a lot of effort, she gave herself a lot of courage to take off her trousers.

It took a lot of effort for her to put on dry pajamas for him. The quilt was pulled over his body, and cold sweat was now beginning to break out on his forehead.

Jiang Ruoxi sat weakly on the edge of the bed, looked at him, turned around and walked into the bathroom, wrung a cold towel, and put it on his forehead.

He must not have taken any medicine, right? Looking at his sick appearance, she was so distressed, what was wrong with her? Jiang Ruoxi stood in front of the bed and looked at Leng Yan in a daze.

Turned around and walked out of the bedroom and came to the kitchen, Jiang Ruoxi was boiling the porridge, looking at the boiling porridge in the pot, she picked up the spoon and stirred it gently, in order to make the porridge thicker.

Turning off the fire, Jiang Ruoxi put down the spoon in her hand, and a ray of moonlight sprinkled into the kitchen, she tilted her head slightly, looking out the window and was stunned, this kind of life used to be her dream, just to be an ordinary woman, to have an ordinary family, she is willing to let go of everything, only wash her hands and make soup for her beloved husband, but now?

Her so-called husband, the nominal husband, unscrupulous and exhausted all means, forced her into a desperate situation, in this cage, she has nowhere to escape, no matter whether he is in a good mood or not, she is just the object of his venting.

Then what is she soft-hearted? She should let him fend for himself, it is better to let him die of illness, such a husband, it is better to have it.

Thinking about it, suddenly a sizzling sound came, recalling all her thoughts, reaching out to turn off the fire, and she smiled bitterly at the pot of porridge in front of her.

She warmed the porridge in the pot and took some cold medicine from the medicine box to eat when he woke up.

As soon as Jiang Ruoxi returned to the room, she saw Qiuqiu lying on the quilt, gently flicking her tail, closing her eyes, and looking very enjoyable.

"Qiuqiu, you come down first, Leng Yan is sick, you sleep in your own nest today, okay?" Jiang Ruoxi said as she hugged Qiuqiu to the kennel and let it lie down.

As soon as Qiuqiu saw Jiang Ruoxi turn around, it followed again, wherever Jiang Ruoxi went, it followed, and in the end, Jiang Ruoxi had no choice, so she let her lie at her feet, and she didn't even close her eyes, so she sat on the edge of the bed with Leng Yan.

The cold little hand caressed his handsome face, but it was still terrifyingly hot, "What should I do?"

Jiang Ruoxi made a cup of cold medicine, laboriously helped him up, let him lean against the bed, and put a cushion on his head, scooped it up with a spoon, and fed a small spoonful of medicine into his mouth, but he didn't eat a bite, all of it flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"How can I be good without taking medicine?" Jiang Ruoxi said as if he was talking to himself, and Leng Yan couldn't hear a word.

Jiang Ruoxi had no choice but to take a sip of the medicine herself, then put it to his lips, covered his lips, and fed the medicine into his mouth.

A small bowl of medicine was fed into his mouth, and Jiang Ruoxi took a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth.

In this way, all night, Jiang Ruoxi sat in front of the bed, watching him and guarding him. It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that she couldn't resist the onset of sleepiness, and lay on the side of the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

In the early morning, a touch of white gradually lit up in the eastern sky, and gradually lit up with a dark golden light, Leng Yan opened her heavy eyelids, looked at the familiar room, reached out and stroked her sore forehead, turned her head, and saw Jiang Ruoxi lying on the side of the bed asleep, with a lovely face, her pink red lips pouting slightly, but her brows were frowning.

Leng Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to caress her face, but found that his whole body was weak, his thick eyebrows frowned tightly, and he snorted depressedly.

As soon as Jiang Ruoxi heard the voice, she immediately opened her eyes, and saw Leng Yan frowning and supporting her body, wanting to sit up, "Are you awake?"

In the next second, the cold little hand was already covering his forehead, "My head is still very hot! I'll help you get the medicine." As she spoke, she got up and ran to the low table on the side, because she had been lying on her stomach all night, her legs were numb, she didn't stand firm for a while, her knees hit the ground heavily, although she was covered with a thick long-haired carpet, however, her knees were still blue, Jiang Ruoxi stood up again, took the medicine, and walked back to the bed.

Leng Yan didn't say a word, just looked at her, she made his cold heart have a warm current flowing, but it was only short-lived, so short that it was as if it had never happened.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ruoxi handed the water cup and pills in front of him, "Take the medicine quickly, why are you looking at me like this?"

Jiang Ruoxi was stared at by him very uncomfortably, and looked away.

Leng Yan took the water cup from her hand, didn't take a sip, but put it on the bedside table, and the medicine in her hand was thrown by his hand, and it all fell to the ground.

"You... Jiang Ruoxi turned her head and looked at him in surprise.

"What's wrong with me?" Leng Yan's voice was slightly hoarse.

"You have a cold, you have a fever, don't you know?" Jiang Ruoxi was about to get up and go to get the medicine again, but he stopped him,

Leng Yan looked at her, "I don't take medicine." ”

"How can I do it without taking medicine?" Jiang Ruoxi looked at him, obviously his face was not very good, and his voice was still hoarse, but he was still reckless and didn't take medicine.

"I said I wouldn't eat if I didn't eat!I don't have to worry about you!" Leng Yan glared at her angrily, this little cold, a little fever, for him, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Jiang Ruoxi shook off his hand, "It's your business that you don't eat, if you don't want me to take care of it, what are you going to do when you come back?" If I can't see it, I won't care about it, but if I see it, I can't ignore it!"

"Really, do you care about me, or are you already in love with me?" Leng Yan grabbed her slender wrist again.