Qingge felt like his head was about to explode.

An indescribable muddled nightmare made her extremely uncomfortable, and she wanted to speak, but her throat was so hot that even a simple swallow hurt terribly.

"Sister?!" Seeing Qingge sitting on the edge of the bed and weakly trying to get off the ground, Qingluo, who had just entered the house, hurriedly rushed over, stretched out his hand and hugged Qingge back to the bed.

"Sister, you were bitten by Wei Wei and infected with the virus, and now you have a high fever that does not go away, and you are now weak and unable to get out of bed." Sitting on the side of the bed involuntarily, Qingluo directly hugged Qingge on his lap and wrapped it in his arms, and with the other hand, he picked up the warm water on the bedside table and fed it carefully, his eyes crooked as if he was in a very good mood.

Qingge frowned slightly, as if she was very unaccustomed to such intimacy, but she was paralyzed and weak, so she could only obediently obey Qingluo's actions, opening her mouth and drinking warm water in small sips, moistening her sore throat.

It's been a long time.

After drinking more than half of a glass of warm water, Qingge's thoughts cleared up a little, and he endured the burning throat and said softly, "I... I still want to sleep for a while. ”

"Okay." Qingluo couldn't hide the loss in his eyes when he heard this, but considering that the body of the person in his arms was extremely weak at this time, he had to obediently put Qingge back on the bed carefully, and gently covered it with a soft quilt.

Sit on the side of the bed.

Qingluo quietly looked at Qingge who fell asleep again, raised his hand and gently stroked the girl's soft forehead, and played with the girl's soft white and soft fingers for a while.

Over the next few days.

Qingge's food, clothing, housing and transportation are all in charge of Qingluo alone. k

Except for some extremely personal things that were helped by female nurses, almost all of Qingge's actions were handled by Qingluo.

And Qingluo seems to have returned to before the two were separated, and he was extremely intimate in many actions in the process of taking care of Qingge, even more so than the relationship between sisters and brothers.

After several days of recuperation, the burning pain in Qingge's throat finally disappeared, although his voice sounded hoarse now, but he was finally able to speak out loud, and completely bid farewell to his previous mute life.

"Qingluo, where's my phone?" Before, because of her chaotic thoughts, weakness and inability to speak, she had no time to care about the whereabouts of her mobile phone, but now it is different, after recuperating in the past few days, she obviously feels that her body has recovered better, and she naturally wants to contact Si Yan as soon as possible.

Recalling that day in the parking lot, she left a secret message through the dashcam in the car, asking Si Yan to give her a day to bring back Wei Wei no matter what, and now....

She couldn't remember how many days she had spent here in a daze.

She thought that Si Yan's guy must have gone crazy.

Qingluo, who was rushing milk to Qingge, froze his hands on the ground, and after a flash of cold light quickly crossed the bottom of his pupils, he raised his eyes and looked at Qingge blankly, "Mobile phone? Is my sister's phone missing? ”

Qingge looked at each other quietly for a moment, for a moment, "Well, I can't find it." ”

Qing Luo was surprised when he heard this, and subconsciously swept around, frowning as if he was recalling, and said comfortingly, "If my sister didn't mention the mobile phone, I wouldn't have noticed it, I guess it was taken away by the medical staff when they came to the room to disinfect that day." ”

Qingluo's eyes were clear and serious, and he continued to explain one by one, "Sister, you also know that Wei Wei stayed in this room that day, so disinfection of room items is a must, fortunately, Wei Wei only stayed in the small living room for a while that day, otherwise my sister would not be able to continue to live here." ”

After a pause, Qingluo blinked, with a cautious expression, "Sister.... What is the rush to find a phone? ”