Nan Ji looked at the people on the ground.

There was silence for three seconds.

Why do you think he's even bleaker than he was during the day?

Then he grinned.

She walked over and bent over.

Reaching out, he pressed the area of his stomach.

Ruan Mo's face turned even paler.

Nan Ji whispered

"Don't want to live well?"

Ruan Mo threw down the pen.

He leaned on the bed and stood up.

His eyelids drooped, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

The voice was as cold as ever.

"It's the whole script.

Don't come to me again. ”

After saying that, he walked out step by step.

Nan Ji sat on the ground and grabbed his ankle.

Black hair is scattered.

She smiled.

The tone is nonchalant

"Night Pearl, do you think I brought you here to ask you to write me these useless things?"

Ruan Mo didn't speak.

Nam Ji stood up from the ground.

Grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him into the house

"You can't run.

It's impossible for me not to look for you.

And also

I'd better not let me see your weakness again.

It's annoying to watch. ”

The voice fell.

She pressed the man to the bed.

When you let go of your hand.

Nan Ji was stunned.

What do you think······ Is his body warming up?

Nan Ji asked the little black dragon

"He can also adjust the heat?"

Although I don't like hot night pearls.

but

"Make do with it."

The little black dragon is full of black lines

[Doesn't the host think it's a symptom of a high fever?] 】

Also self-regulating the heat??

It's really a shame that the host came up with it.

Nan Ji looks at the person on the bed.

He was really unresponsive.

Burned out?

She leaned over.

I touched his head.

It's really hot.

Nan Ji took the phone.

called Sister Qing.

Half an hour later.

The old Chinese medicine doctor who appeared at noon reappeared at Nanji's house again.

The old Chinese medicine doctor after seeing Ruan Mo's condition.

With a serious face, he pressed Nan Ji for a while

"Didn't I confess before?

Don't get cold water,

Why did you still let him take a bath? ”

As he spoke, the old Chinese medicine doctor glanced at Nan Ji reproachfully.

Comrade Nan Ji rarely refuted.

Follow, the old Chinese medicine doctor said again

"It is necessary to have three normal meals a day, nourish the stomach, nourish the stomach, and drink herbs.

Remember to be tired.

Little girl, your own boyfriend, is going to have a snack.

If it goes on like this, I think you should just buy him an urn. ”

Nan Ji glanced at the old Chinese medicine doctor again.

The old Chinese medicine doctor couldn't help but nag a few more words.

"He had a high fever caused by stomach problems.

It is better to physically reduce the fever.

The herbs I give, make sure he drinks.

Don't let him work so hard again.

Little girl, I think your family is doing well.

It doesn't matter if you make two days less. ”

I don't know if it's because the old man is old, or because he inevitably feels a lot of emotion at night.

Until he left, the old man was still nagging.

Walking out of the door, the old Chinese medicine doctor turned around and wanted to say a few words.

As a result, just opened his mouth

"Little girl."

Bang.

And the door was shut.

The old Chinese medicine doctor was locked out.

Nam returned to her room.

Looking at the person who was originally unconscious on the bed, I don't know when, woke up.

The dark eyes just looked at Nan Ji like that.

White lips, a red face due to high fever.

Soon, Nan Ji went out and walked in again.

Holding a bowl of black herbs in his hand.

She spoke

"Drink."

Ruan Mo didn't make any moves.

His voice was a little hoarse

"The script is for you, and my other affairs have nothing to do with you."

What the hell is his body.

He didn't care himself.

I don't know what this woman is clinging to.

Nan Ji put the herbs on the table.

Why is this night pearl so twisted?