When Lu Jinyu came back to his senses, he didn't dare to look at Ji Yanmo anymore, so he ran to the kitchen and poured the medicine that was still hot into his mouth.

  The smell of the medicine is very strong and bitter, although Lu Jinyu drank it happily, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

  Lu Jinyu is very afraid of hardship.

  For her, drinking medicine is tantamount to torture, but she also knows that it is life-saving medicine, no matter how bitter it is, she will drink it desperately, and she has never complained.

  Ji Yanmo leaned against the wall and watched quietly, looking at Lu Jinyu and frowning, he couldn't help but think in his heart: Is this medicine really bitter?

  Although it was the medicine he dispensed, Ji Yanmo didn't know the taste, not to mention that Ji Yanmo himself was not afraid of bitterness at all, so even if he knew the taste, he shouldn't have any special feelings.

  As soon as Lu Jinyu finished drinking, he drank the warm water, so as to dilute the strange taste in his mouth: "Brother Mo, I'm done drinking." Do you want to take my pulse now? ”

  Ji Yanmo bowed.

  Lu Jinyu pulled his sleeve up with ease, revealing his white wrist.

  Maybe it was because the temperature was a little low, and almost instantly, Lu Jinyu's hairs stood on end.

  She felt a little cold.

  Then her eyes fell on Ji Yanmo's still dripping hair, and after about three seconds, she finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Brother Mo, aren't you cold?" ”

  "It's fine." Ji Yanmo said.

  His eyes were down, and all his attention was on taking the pulse.

  Whenever this time comes, Ji Yanmo's expression is always the most serious and the most exciting.

  Lu Jinyu thought about it, Ji Yanmo was also a lifesaver for her, although her ability was limited now, she didn't do nothing, so she couldn't help but say: "Brother Mo, I'll blow your hair in a while, you are so easy to catch a cold." ”

  Ji Yanmo didn't say anything, he still lowered his eyes, and continued to feel the pulse of Lu Jinyu.

  From Lu Jinyu's point of view, she happened to be able to see Ji Yanmo's good-looking eyes, as well as the eyelashes that were so long that she felt jealous.

  For Lu Jinyu, every time she looks at Ji Yanmo up close, it can be regarded as a kind of critical blow to her beauty.

  Sometimes she can't help but mutter, how could God put such a good-looking face on a boy.

  Real-name jealousy.

  At this time, it was not the time to think about this, Lu Jinyu saw that Ji Yanmo was silent, and instinctively understood that not refusing meant agreeing.

  But on second thought, what if people don't say anything, it also means refusal?

  If she misunderstands and has to blow her head on Ji Yanmo, wouldn't it be considered an offense to Ji Yanmo?

  Thinking that he was still short of the last medicine and the last or two acupuncture sessions, Lu Jinyu didn't dare to die, so he could only ask patiently again, "Brother Mo, can I help you blow your hair later?" ”

  It was also at this time that Ji Yanmo should have an understanding of Lu Jinyu's situation.

  So he slowly withdrew his hand, and at the same time looked quite cold, "Casually." ”

  Lu Jinyu understood that this could be regarded as a disguised agreement, and his eyes immediately smiled into a crescent moon.

  Ji Yanmo looked at her smiling appearance, only to feel that his mood had inexplicably improved again, and his cold voice slowly sounded, "The medicine I drank was basically absorbed, and the effect of the medicine was also very good." Specifically, in another four days, your body will be completely cleansed of toxins. When the time comes, you will really have a healthy body. ”