Qiao Mohan turned his head to look at the maid with a basin of water, "Put the things down, I'll come here, you can go out." ”

The maid who wanted to do it for me said obediently: "Okay, then the young master will be waiting at the door, if you need me to do anything, the young master will call me again." ”

"Well, let's get out." Qiao Mohan said.

The maid put down the basin in the water and went to the door.

Qiao Mohan put down the tweezers that had already wiped Lin Qian's body in his hand, he squatted down and twisted the towel in the basin into a wet and not dry shape, folded it into a strip and put it on Lin Qian's forehead.

When it was done, he raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, and it was only a few minutes that had passed.

He threw the used cotton on the tweezers into the trash, picked up a ball of cotton again, and wiped Lin Qian's body with alcohol.

In the next hour, Qiao Mohan kept repeating Lin Qian's forehead with a cold towel and wiping her body with alcohol.

There is no impatience and disgust with this monotonous and boring action.

After an hour, he took away the towel on Lin's forehead and sorted out her clothes, and then he touched his forehead and went to explore Lin Qian's.

Feeling that there was no big difference in their body temperature, his heart that was always nervous finally relaxed.

But he didn't relax for long, he took a thermometer and put it under Lin Qian's armpit, waited for a few minutes, and looked at the temperature displayed on the thermometer when it was 36.6 °, and then he was completely relieved.

After asking someone to tidy up the things in the room, he dragged his tired body to wash up.

After washing up, he sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Lin Qian's face that had returned to normal, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it a few times.

"I'm sorry, wife."

In the room, a low, guilt-reproaching voice sounded.

Qiao Mohan sat at the head of the bed and looked at Lin Qian for a while before going to bed, he reached out and took Lin Qian's body into his arms.

Thinking of the two words Fu Ying spit out from Lin Qian's mouth, he thought, tomorrow, he will have to investigate so thickly, what is going on in this matter!

Smelling the fragrance on Lin Qian's body, Qiao Mohan closed his eyes, made trouble for most of the night, tiredness hit, and after a while, he hugged Lin Qian and fell asleep.

Three poles on the sun.

Lin Qian, who was sleeping on the bed, woke up in a fog.

The hangover coupled with last night's high fever made Lin Qian, who woke up, not feel very comfortable, and his throat was even more dry and smoking.

"Water ......"

subconsciously spit out the thirst in his heart, and his voice was hoarse.

Just said one word, Lin Qian felt his throat dry and tight, and he was uncomfortable.

She struggled to prop herself up and slowly sat herself down.

"Wife, are you awake?"

As soon as I sat down, a surprised voice came from the room.

Lin Qian raised his eyes and looked at the source of the sound, Qiao Mo, who had just come in a few steps at the door, was looking at her in surprise with something in the cold water.

Qiao Mohan's excessive behavior and distrustful attitude last night Lin Qian did not forget, she retracted her gaze lightly, and her eyes were dull.

didn't know that Qiao Mohan, who was shocked by her action, broke out in a cold sweat.

Qiao Mohan hurriedly walked over, put down the things in his hand, he sat beside Lin Qian, and said tentatively, "Wife, you finally woke up, you had a high fever last night, and I was so scared that I almost lost half my life, do you still feel uncomfortable now?" ”

What he got was a movement from Lin Qian to turn his head and leave the back of his head to him.

Lin Qian didn't speak, and Qiao Mohan was a little unsure of the guess in his heart.

Did Lin Qian lose his memory again because of a high fever?

It was not easy for him to return to the past with the amnesiac Lin Qian, and he didn't want to go back to the starting point again because of his ignorant actions.

And he also figured out about the misunderstanding last night, and he called up the company's monitoring and Lin Qian's monitoring of their trip to the music bar.

In fact, as Lin Qian said, she was dragged away by Fu Ying, and Chu Yunheng watched Fu Ying get drunk with Lin Qian as Fu Ying's boyfriend throughout the whole process.

Except for a few words in the company at the beginning, he and Lin Qian did not communicate with Chu Yunheng at other times.

And when she called Lin Qian, Lin Qian was indeed drunk, and the other two people who were not drunk just picked up their mobile phones and glanced at them and put them down again.

Later, Lin Qian was very well-behaved as if he was asleep after getting drunk.

So it can be seen that when Chu Yunheng sent Lin Qian back, Lin Qian's disheveled clothes and spoiled lipstick were a scene directed and acted by Chu Yunheng.

The purpose is to show him, deliberately provoke him and stimulate him.

It's just that the surveillance is at a distance from a few people, so he can only see what Lin Qian and the others are doing, but can't hear their conversations.

But no matter how you look at it, it all looks like a calculation!

Qiao Mohan retracted his thoughts, and now he wanted to know most if Lin Qian had anything abnormal because of his fever!

He stretched out his hand and turned back to Lin Qian's slightly sideways body.

The tone was soft and begging for mercy, "Wife, I know you're angry with me, I shouldn't have been like that to you last night and didn't believe you, I know it's wrong, I'm sorry that it's my fault for my wife, and I made you suffer, you said, as long as I can relieve your anger, I'm willing to do anything, and I'm willing to beat me!" ”

Seeing that Lin Qian still didn't move, he slammed his chest a few times as if he was angry, punching to the flesh, and making a dull and good sound.

I don't know if Lin Qian felt that the voice was too harsh because she was distressed, she turned her head and raised her eyes to look at Qiao Mohan, and grasped Qiao Mohan's wrist with a delicate glare.

In a hoarse voice, he said, "Stop fighting." ”

Just three words made Qiao Mo Hanle bloom, great! Lin Qian did not lose his memory again! And she still feels sorry for him!

"Okay, I won't fight, I won't fight, as long as you don't get angry, wife, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you like that last night, I know that I was wrong, can you give me a chance to mend my ways?"

Lin Qian lowered his eyes, can he?

This answer actually had the answer when she stopped Qiao Mohan's action just now.

She still felt it in her daze last night, she just couldn't open her eyes, but she knew that it was Qiao Mohan who had been taking care of her.

Lin Qian's silence made Qiao Mohan mistakenly think that she hadn't lost her breath yet,

He said hurriedly, "My wife hasn't lost her anger yet, which means that I haven't beaten enough." ”

After saying that, he raised his fist and prepared to punch himself a few more times.

Lin Qian hurriedly spoke: "I forgive you, I forgive you." ”

Qiao Mohan, who was forgiven, was happy, but the happiness didn't last long, and he noticed Lin Qian's hoarse voice just now.

"Wife, you must be very thirsty."

Immediately got up and got a glass of water and brought it to Lin Qian's mouth.

"Here, drink some water."