Qinghe used the "water incense pill" brought back from Chiba Island last time to make water for Xue Shan to drink, and then mixed it with "ice liquid", and told Tong Dachuan to wet the veil with the water in the basin, and wiped Xue Shan's forehead and cheeks, so that the fever would go down faster. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, before she finished speaking, Tong Dachuan had already snored and went to see Zhou Gong. Qinghe looked at the person lying on the table and sleeping soundly, his lips squirmed a few times, but he didn't wake him up. Shaking his head helplessly, he could only twist the handkerchief and wipe it for Xue Shan.

After Xue Shan was sent back to the room, the doctor treated the wound. I couldn't lift my eyelids, so I fell asleep in a daze. But the pain in the wound made him unable to sleep. When he was half asleep, he heard the sound of the girl and Xiao Luzi talking, and he knew in his heart that it was the girl who came to visit him. Listening to the sound of Xiaoluzi Xili snoring and drinking porridge, he felt that his stomach was also growling.

But as soon as the thought flashed, he fell asleep again. The pain in his shoulder made him very uncomfortable, and vaguely, he felt like he was beside a fire. The scorching fire made him feel uncomfortable, but he felt that his body was shivering from the cold. He wanted to call Xiaoluzi and add a bed and quilt for him, but his throat seemed to be choked with cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

I don't know how long it took, Xue Shan felt that his head was lifted, and that person's movements were very gentle, which made him very comfortable. The cool liquid flowed from the throat to the stomach, extinguishing the burning pain in the throat. But the stickiness on his body still made him very uncomfortable. In the haze, someone gently wiped his forehead and cheeks, and this refreshing feeling made him feel comfortable. Sensing keenly that the man was leaving, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

Qinghe was just about to re-wet the handkerchief in his hand when his wrist was grabbed. She was shocked and glared at Xue Shan angrily. But the man on the bed closed his eyes tightly, and said slurredly: "Don't go, don't go, please ・・・・・・."

Qinghe's gaze fell on the dry lips, the raised eyebrows slowly fell, and his eyes gradually calmed down. Lowering his eyes, he looked at the bronze hand held at his wrist, perhaps because he had held the sword for many years, his palm was a little rough, although there were some chrome hands, but it was not very uncomfortable. Glancing at the thick white cloth wrapped around his shoulders, he pursed the corners of his mouth, and finally gave up the struggle and let him hold it.

He changed the handkerchief in one hand to the other, and after getting wet, he wiped his forehead and cheeks one by one. I don't know how long it took, Xue Shan's face returned to normal, and his forehead was not as hot as before. Qinghe's heart was relieved, and he frowned and glanced at the hand holding his wrist, and fell asleep in a daze.

Xue Shan slowly lifted his eyelids, "hiss", as soon as his body moved, a piercing pain made him can't help baring his teeth and gasping. Slowly, his memory returned, and he remembered that he had been injured.

Qinghe was very sleepy, and when he heard the sound of Xue Shan inhaling, he woke up. She sat up, subconsciously reached out to probe his forehead, and was relieved to find that it was no longer burning.

Xue Shan was startled by her abrupt movements, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red, he frowned, and glanced at Qinghe reproachfully: This girl is really used to being very aggressive, why is she still doing something to herself?

Qinghe didn't know Xue Shan's little thoughts, and when he saw Xue Shan looking over, he whispered, "Thank God, it's no longer burning." When it is dawn, let the doctor come and take a look. ”

"What time is it?" Xue Shan found as soon as he opened his mouth that his throat was dry and unbearable. I swallowed my saliva hard, trying to relieve it, but there was not even a little saliva in my mouth.

Qinghe couldn't help frowning when he heard his hoarse voice, and said in a low voice, "Let go of your hand, I'll go and pour you a glass of water." Xue Shan was happy when he heard that there was water to drink, but when he saw Qinghe standing there motionless, the eyebrows that had just been put down were raised again. "Let it go!" Qinghe looked at his silly appearance, rolled his eyes indecently, and reminded him again without anger.

Let go? Xue Shan frowned, what kind of hand to let go? I just woke up, and my consciousness was still a little unclear. Qinghe couldn't, so he had to shake his wrist and remind him that his hand was held by him, how to pour water?

Xue Shan tilted his head and looked at himself holding Qinghe's wrist, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he quickly retracted his hand. Don't look away, don't dare to look at Qinghe's face. But I feel that this is wrong, as if I am a person who has no responsibility. Mustering up his courage, he turned his head back again, and met Qinghe's gaze again.

Qinghe rubbed his wrist that was clutched red, and was startled by Xue Shan's face, and asked in surprise, "Why is your face so red? Then he put his hand on his forehead and tried it, muttering, "It's not hot, why is your face red like that?"

"It's fine. Xue Shan turned his head and said softly, feeling a dry itch in his throat, "Water, water ・・・・・" "Oh, you wait, I'll pour you water." Qinghe retracted his hand to test his forehead, turned around and went to the side to pour water.

Xue Shan looked at Qinghe who was floating away like a gust of wind, and muttered in his heart: What a stupid girl. The corners of his mouth raised an arc that he didn't even notice. "The girl is worried that you will wake up in the middle of the night because you are thirsty or hungry. Let someone warm the water and porridge for you on the stove!" Qinghe gave him the water in the cup to drink, and said in a babbling voice, "Are you hungry? Would you like to serve you a bowl of porridge?"

"No need. After a glass of water, Xue Shan felt that his throat was much more comfortable, and his speech was neat, "Thank you!"

Qinghe, who was just about to turn around, made a move, then shook his head and said, "No." After saying that, he quickly packed up his things.

Xue Shan looked at the table and basin, as well as the handkerchief in the basin, and the medicine box not far away. Combined with the vague memories in his head, he knew that Qinghe had been taking care of him all night last night. A swelling welled up in his heart, looking at Qinghe's side face, his lips squirmed, and the words rushed to his mouth several times, and they all swallowed back, "That ・・・・・・ that ・・・・・・" Xue Shan slurred, and didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Qinghe was much better than him, and after cleaning up the things on the table, he simply explained: "Your fever has subsided, and there will be no major problems." I'm going back. ”

Xue Shan looked at Qinghe's neat back blankly, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.