Ace and Li Yanqi were in a hurry, they were new to the city, and they were completely unfamiliar with this place, so they turned over the boxes and cabinets.

Zha Meijing helplessly held her forehead, "Don't be busy, I know where the towel is." ”

Ace and Li Yanqi glanced at each other awkwardly, and immediately stopped what they were doing, only to see Zha Meijing walk into the bathroom, and soon there was a sound of water inside, and when she came out, she was holding a basin of cold water with a white towel on the side of the basin.

Song Yelin took the things over and wiped the sweat on Mo Ci's face with a towel, Mo Ci frowned, seemed very uncomfortable, and his lips were slightly white.

He reached out and probed her forehead, which was frighteningly hot, worried that it was caused by an infection in the wound, he asked Cha Meijing: "Has the wound been properly treated?" ”

Cha Meijing didn't react immediately, he was talking to himself, and he was a little stunned.

"I asked if you had helped Mo Ci with his wounds?"

She nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, I help her change her medicine every other day." ”

"When was the last dressing change?"

"The day before yesterday."

At this time, Xiaohu hurriedly ran in with the medicine box, and after handing the medicine box to Song Yelin, he stood aside and gasped, remembering that there was still a lot of work to be done in his kitchen, he rested for a while, and ran away in a panic.

Ah Ce stretched his neck, watched him run away with a puzzled expression, reached out and tugged at the corner of Li Yanqi's clothes next to him, and said, "Why is that kid a little careless." ”

Li Yanqi grinned: "It's a little." ”

Cha Meijing explained: "He is not careless, he is busy, he has to do a lot of things every day, doing chores in the kitchen, cutting and washing vegetables, serving vegetables, as well as dishwashers, cleaning and other things are all his." ”

Ah Ce and Li Yanqi's eyes widened in disbelief: "But he's still a child." ”

"It's all arranged for him by Sister Yun, I heard that he was disrespectful to Sister Yun when he first came, so he left all the dirty work for him to do."

Hearing this, Ah Ce and Li Yanqi looked at Song Yelin together, thinking that his whip was really relieved!

Song Yelin found the antipyretic medicine in the medicine box, but he couldn't wake up Mo Ci.

He had to crush the pill into powder, take a small bowl from the table, and mix it with some hot water, but the potion was sent to Mo Ci's mouth and ran down the corner of her mouth, and she didn't know how to swallow it.

He suddenly felt a great headache.

"With your mouth." Li Yanqi was about to die of anxiety.

Song Yelin was stunned for a few seconds, then ignored the bitter taste of the medicine, took a spoonful in his mouth, and then carefully picked up Mo Ci's head and fed her little by little with his mouth.

This scene stunned Ace and Zha Meijing.

"This should be considered indirect...... No, where is this indirect, it is direct. Ace muttered in his heart, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply turned around and walked out of the room.

After a few laps down the hallway, he found a room where no one lived, and swayed to bed with his hands behind his head and closed his eyes for a nap.

……

Cha Meijing stood on the edge of the bed in a daze, watching Song Yelin finish feeding the medicine, and took the opportunity to step forward and get close to Song Yelin, "Brother Ye, you really don't remember me?" ”

"Sorry, I don't remember." Song Yelin still didn't look back at her, ready to help Mo Ci change the dressing.

She was in a hurry, stopped Song Yelin and said, "It's better to let me do the dressing change, after all, Mo Ci is a girl, you are a big man, it's inconvenient." ”

Song Yelin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was too worried about Mo Ci, completely forgetting the difference between men and women, and immediately got up and said, "Then I'll trouble you." ”

He dragged Li Yanqi out with his hand, closed the door from the outside, Li Yanqi shook into the next room to rest, and he was the only one left in the corridor waiting quietly.

A moment later, the door was opened by Cha Meijing, who was carrying a medicine box in her hand, as if she was ready to leave.

He snatched the medicine box and said, "Keep the medicine box." ”

Cha Meijing said 'oh', "I checked Mo Ci's wound when I changed the dressing, there was no infection, and the recovery was good." ”

"Thank you."

"Brother Ye, if you think about it carefully, do you really not remember me?"

Song Yelin glanced at Mo Ci who was lying on the bed, and after dropping the words 'I don't remember', he reached out and pulled Zha Meijing aside, walked into the room urgently, and closed the door.

Cha Meijing, who was locked out of the door, looked very lost.

She thought that Song Yelin would recognize her as soon as she saw her, but it seemed that he could only see Mo Ci alone in his eyes.

Their relationship should be very iron, otherwise Song Yelin would not be nervous like this.

Fortunately, Mo Ci told her that they were good friends, otherwise she would have misunderstood their relationship.

She stood on tiptoe, and through a small piece of glass on the door, she vaguely saw Song Yelin pulling a blanket to cover Mo Ci, and then sat on the edge of the bed and kept guarding, and her heart suddenly felt a little sour.

Are they really just friends?

How does she feel less like ......

——

When Mo Ci woke up, it was already the middle of the night, she opened her eyes in a daze, and after her vision gradually became clearer, she found Song Yelin sitting on the chair next to the bed, supporting her head with one hand and napping.

She was stunned for a long time and finally came back to her senses, and remembered in a trance that Song Yelin was really here, it was not her dreaming.

I don't remember how long I haven't seen Song Yelin, the man is still handsome, she is very thirsty, and she doesn't want to wake up Song Yelin, so she got up lightly, she knew that she had a sudden high fever in the confinement room, and at this time the fever didn't know if it had subsided, she only felt weak, and her feet seemed to be stepping on cotton.

Reluctantly walked to the table, but she didn't even have the strength to pick up the kettle.

The kettle slipped out of her hand and fell to the ground with a 'bang', and Song Yelin was instantly awakened.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly explained, "I just want to drink water." ”

She wanted to pick up the kettle, but her center of gravity was unstable, and she happened to fall on Song Yelin, who was coming up.

The man subconsciously hugged her, and his arm accidentally touched her wound, causing her brows to furrow in pain.

"If you want to drink water, you tell me." Song Yelin's tone was full of reproach, carefully helped her back to the bed, and then went to pour water for her.

Worried that she would drop the cup again, he brought the glass directly to her mouth.

"I can do it myself." She wanted to take the cup, but he said, "Drink it." ”

"Oh."

Watching her finish a whole glass of water in one go, he asked, "Do you still drink it?" ”

She shook her head.

Putting the cup aside, he reached out to probe her forehead, and his face couldn't help but sink, her burn hadn't gone away, and her body was still hot.

He immediately pulled out the antipyretic medicine from the medicine box, let her drink it, and then motioned for her to rest.

She was lying on her stomach on the bed, her chin resting on the back of her hand, tilting her head to look at him.

He covered her with a blanket and sat down on the chair next to the bed.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became a little delicate.

"Why are you here?"

Song Yelin made no secret of it, "For you." ”

When the man looked at her, there was a touch of distress in his gentle eyes, and a picture in the confinement room flashed in her mind—Song Yelin seemed to have a kiss on her forehead.