"Okay, you go down and give me the medicine." "Yes, the slave and maid are gone." The maid went out and covered the door lightly, leaving room for the two of them.

The person on the bed was still asleep, and Murong Xiang slowly blew the spoonful of medicine and fed it to her slowly.

However, the person on the bed did not cooperate, because he was unconscious, and most of the medicine fed flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

Murong Xiang had no choice but to gently wipe the medicine off the corner of her mouth.

Ling'er, you have to be good, how can you be good without taking medicine!

Murong Xiang fed Yi Ling'er again, but the result was still the same, and the medicine flowed out from the corner of his mouth without hesitation.

Helpless, Murong Xiang had no choice but to take a sip of the medicine himself, kiss the woman's lips, and feed all the medicine in his mouth to Yi Ling'er.

The medicine was so bitter that he hadn't dared to try the taste of the decoction again for many years, he was afraid of the bitter taste.

Fortunately, the woman's lips were sweet enough.

And he fed the rest of the medicine in the same way.

The man on the bed frowned, and his lips moved.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, are you awake?"

Murong Xiang shouted excitedly, but Yi Ling'er didn't react except for a move just now.

It may be that the medicine just now is really bitter.

Since you don't wake up, you should sleep more.

Murong Xiang used a handkerchief, moistened with hot water, and kept gently wiping her forehead and cheeks.

Quietly accompanying her like this, quietly looking at her who was sleeping quietly, his heart was extremely satisfied, as if he would not get tired of watching it for a long time.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning pierced the clouds, and gradually infected the branches that had lost their leaves, shining through the sparse branches on the layers of leaves on the tree.

The person in the bed did not wake up all night, and the person on the side of the bed did not sleep all night.

Tired of wiping her forehead with a handkerchief, her fever had subsided.

Ling'er, wake up, you see how good the weather is today, and the house is full of sunshine.

It was as if the person in the bed heard the voice of his heart.

His fingers moved, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Ling'er, you're finally awake!"

He looked at her excitedly.

Yi Ling'er moved her weak hand and slowly stroked the man's cheek.

Murong Xiang looked at her hand, his heart was full of surprise and joy, what was wrong.

"Brother Yang, is that you? Have you come to see Ling'er? Ling'er is so tired. ”

Hearing this, Murong Xiang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom and suffocated.

But it also made him sober, he was so happy when she woke up just now that he forgot that he was still a fool, and even ......, "Sister, it's me, I'm Xiang'er." Don't you know me? ”

Murong Xiang returned to a stupid state.

Ellinger gradually came to her senses, and withdrew her hand as much as she could.

She was still thinking about him.

Where is this?

Why is the environment so unfamiliar.

My head hurts!

Ellinger stroked her forehead with her hand.

I seem to have fallen into the water, could it be that I am dreaming, but it is so real.

The cold and biting water of the lake, the suffocation of almost death, the struggle and cry for help despite a qiē, and ...... Yi Linger suddenly remembered that she was rescued by a person before she fell unconscious, and that person turned out to be the man in white she met on the street that day, and what was even more odious was that the person seemed to have kissed herself.

Yes!

Men and women don't kiss!

How could this man do such a thing with the appearance of a decent man and a gentleman?

It's so damning!

Yi Ling'er thought about it again, how could she know that he was a decent man and a gentleman if she hadn't seen him before, as if others were also trying to save herself.