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In this way, Mingcong held the unconscious little girl, soaking back and forth in the bath, and finally on the second day of staying in the space, the temperature of Qu Ying's forehead finally dropped back to normal, and even the flushing on her face gradually returned to her previous fair and attractive skin. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As time passed, Mingcong's self-blame deepened. He took care of her carefully and patiently, resting for an hour, and soaking in the bath for two hours, and with Mingcong's unremitting efforts, Qu Ying's forehead finally had a normal body temperature.

However, the joy was too early, and after the burning in her brain subsided, she was still lying motionless on the bed, like a 'sleeping beauty', which made Mingcong dry and irritable, and there were a few fire bubbles on her mouth.

Left and right, Qu Ying was still in a coma, only her eyebrows were slightly frowned, but now they have been stretched, Mingcong really wanted to call her out loud, but when he thought of Ji You's words, he just pursed his thin lips and waited for her to wake up naturally.

After feeding her a bowl of chicken soup again, she continued to wipe her face with a wet handkerchief from time to time, so that her head always maintained a certain humidity to prevent her from having a fever repeatedly.

At this time, Ming Cong had clearly found that Qu Ying's body had been perceived, and from time to time he felt the slight movement of her fingers on her hands, every time she moved, he felt that she was about to wake up, and looked at her sleeping face expectantly, but the expectations in this waiting were repeatedly disappointed, making him extremely impatient and depressed, only his heart was strong, and he was all pressed under his heart.

Seeing that three days had passed, Qu Ying still showed no signs of waking up, and he once again slid into the bath with her in his arms according to the time pattern of soaking in the bath.

As soon as he stepped into the thick bath, he noticed that her brows were more curved, and she obviously knew that as long as she entered the bath, she would be more comfortable.

Mingcong didn't know how many times he had helped her change her pajamas, as long as he thought that she was still in a delirious coma, it was a charming and intimate affair, and he had no emotion/desire in his phoenix eyes, and he only suppressed and looked forward to her awakening.

Wife, wake up quickly!

Compared with Mingcong, who took care of Qu Ying sleeplessly, her mood fluctuated, her phoenix eyes were deep and strange, she couldn't sleep at night, and she was only looking forward to her sober anxiety.

Qu Ying was equally anxious.

She only felt that she was sleeping, but she couldn't wake up, and a tingling pain hit her head, and then a sudden sea of fire surrounded her.

The sky was full of scorching flames, as if to incinerate her, her soul seemed to be torn apart, and the pain, gloom, and smoke were burning for a long time, just when she couldn't stand it anymore, there was a sudden mist-like drizzle in the air, and these rain and mist fell on her, like a cool, vibrant, and vibrant nourishing her soul that seemed to be dissipating, making her feel that she was 'alive' again......

Although these rain and mist were hairy, they gave her a glimmer of hope, and gradually, they held up a small square area for her, protecting her soul and making her no longer suffer from the pain of being burned by the flames.

When the rain and mist extinguished the flames of the red flames in the sky, she felt a little conscious, and felt that someone was touching her, and the warm water enveloped her, making her soul more solid, but she couldn't speak, couldn't wake up, and kept looking stiffly at the empty sky.

It wasn't until she felt the rain mist that made her feel so comfortable falling gently on her body that she felt where that familiarity came from, it turned out that she finally had a sense of smell, and she could smell the warm water she liked, the smell of the hot spring bath water that she was used to soaking......

He's there!

As if she finally felt that she had strength, Qu Ying slowly opened her eyes with all her strength and with all her might, and at the same time as she opened her eyes, she only felt a 'boom', as if some bubble had burst, and a warm heat energy warmed her spiritual consciousness sea, and then gently the light broke into her eyes - she was in space, and he was really by her side.

"Ming Congquan ......" Qu Ying's voice was hoarse, and her whole body was soft, without any strength, she only felt that her chin was pillowed on his shoulder, and the whole person collapsed comfortably on top of him, and the two of them hugged and sat in the bath.

She didn't even have the strength to turn her head, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the edge of the pool stone in front of her, and shouted his name in a whisper.

"Awake?" Mingcong first hugged her waist, then slightly loosened the clamp on her, the slender and bony big hand, gently stroked the back of her head, touched it, and again, in nervous breath-holding, holding her head, the deep phoenix eyes met her confused peach blossom eyes, "Yingbao? ”

"Well......" Qu Ying wanted to put her arms around his neck to comfort him, but she found that she really didn't have any strength at all, just like the feeling she had just been reborn, her whole body was limp, and her brain tingled unbearably.

She was about to say something when she realized that her throat was dry and her voice hoarse.

"Wife, you're such a fool, you should be beaten!" Mingcong held her little face with one hand, hugged her with the other, and pressed her forehead against hers, her phoenix eyes were blurred, but the words that came out of her mouth were as dark as a mouth.

The gritted anger made Qu Yingsheng want to stir up, but she was so weak that she couldn't even express her fear. Her body was weak, her voice was hoarse, and she could only look at him pitifully, hoping that he would take it lightly for the sake of her current illness.

"You wait, I'll settle accounts with you later!" Mingcong finished her cruel words, and at the same time, he carefully picked her up as if he was holding a treasure.

The two of them went to the side room all the way wet, regardless of Qu Ying's embarrassment, helped her change into pajamas, helped her lean against the wooden pillar at the end of the bed, took out another dry towel and draped it on her back, sucked the water droplets on her green silk, and then quickly changed into her pajamas in front of her.

poured her warm water on the tea table, and when she saw that she drank a few sips before shaking her head, he swallowed the rest of the water she drank. He picked up the slightly wet towel on the ground, wiped his hair twice on his head, and stacked the towel and wet clothes on a small blue basket.

Strode to her side and sat down, put her directly on his long legs, while paying attention to her face, while silently wiping her wet hair, seeing that she seemed to be going to sleep again in a daze, he kissed her forehead, and coaxed in a low voice: "Good, don't sleep first, drink some broth before sleeping." ”

He hadn't eaten for several days, he was really afraid that her body would be hungry, and when he saw that her hair was half dry, he carried her directly to the sofa in the living room, and then quickly filled a bowl of steamed broth, the temperature was just right, suitable for drinking slowly and warming the stomach.

Qu Ying didn't speak, just looked at him with her peach blossom eyes for a moment, barely suppressing the sleepiness that was about to hit again......

"Wife, don't sleep, be good, come and drink some soup, it's a little hot." Mingcong put the soup bowl on the coffee table, took her into his arms lightly and adjusted his posture, and then picked up the soup bowl again, blowing and coaxing her to drink.

It's just that Qu Ying is still too empty, and she can't stay up and only drink a few sips before she will fall asleep, or Mingcong made a quick decision and drank it herself to feed her, so that she could barely put a bowl of soup into her stomach, and fell into a deep stua on his shoulder. )