Wang Chengyou raised his index finger and motioned for Mo Yan to silence. He led Mo Yan by the way, entered the room from the back corridor, and went up the stairs to the second floor.

A black-backed and white-footed Bian Mu rushed over, Wang Chengyou made a gesture, Bian Mu stopped two steps away, squatted honestly in place, and quietly watched the girl with a sad expression pass in front of him.

The corridor on the second floor has a clear view, and there are doors on both sides, and Mo Yan feels dazzled.

Wang Chengyou took her into one of the rooms.

Mo Yan thought, it should be a guest room.

As soon as he stepped in, he realized that it should be Wang Chengyou's own room, unless there was another boy in their family.

When you enter the door, you will find a bookcase, but you will see all kinds of assembled Lego. The study is only half a wall away from the bedroom, and at a glance you can see a pirate ship moored in the center of the bedroom, and a hammock hanging on the "deck".

A carpet of blue waves, red and white lifebuoy pillows, a white vintage writing desk, a chaise longue with a pirate flag, and a photo of "Captain Pirate" from childhood to adulthood hangs half of the wall......

Relative!

Immature!

A high school junior who is in bed is a pirate ship!

Wang Chengyou seemed to have a glimpse of Mo Yan's heart, and said crampedly: "I'm not so naïve!" It's just that life is too busy to change the decoration. ”

Mo Yan didn't refute.

Mainly because of this situation and this way of entering Wang Chengyou's room, she was somewhat uncomfortable.

She bowed her head in evasion. Besides, the feeling of physical exhaustion, like the waves under a strong wind, rushed against her again and again.

"Oh, sit down! I'll help you get your medicine. ”

Wang Chengyou looked around quickly: "Where do you want to sit?" Couch? Deck chair? Hammock? ”

Mo Yan's gaze fell on the desk chair closest to her.

Wang Chengyou hurriedly pulled the chair open so that Mo Yan could sit down.

Seeing Mo Yan sit down, he lifted his feet and ran out of the door, ran to the door, and suddenly turned his head: "That...... If there's a knock on the door, just pretend you didn't hear it. ”

Mo Yan nodded weakly.

The door closes gently.

Mo Yan's nose was so congested that he couldn't breathe, so he had to open his mouth to breathe instead of his nose.

Dry and sore throat and heavy eyelids...... Fortunately, Wang Chengyou's bedroom helped her shelter from the cold wind and provided a comfortable seat. She leaned her arms on the chair, rested her head on her arms, and slowly closed her eyes.

She needed a break to gather her strength. She's going home. Although Mo Jielian is not like words, Wang Jiadu is the only place she can go.

After a while, the door opened. Wang Chengyou walked in with a household medicine box.

"I don't know what kind of medicine you usually take for colds?"

There was a deep silence that answered him.

Look at Mo Yan again, lying motionless on the table.

Wang Chengyou's face changed suddenly, he casually put the medical box on the ground, and came to the table in two or three steps. Seeing Mo Yan's eyes closed, he couldn't help it, and quietly reached under Mo Yan's nose.

The mouth is slightly open, and the airflow of one breath and one inhale is very smooth.

Wang Chengyou clutched his chest, silently thanking God, while despising his first thought just now that he was afraid that she would die.

Seeing that Mo Yan was just taking a nap, he took a light step and tiptoed back to the medical box to compare the efficacy of cold medicine. Take a look at the manual, and take a look at Mo Yan......

After 10 minutes, Mo Yan still showed no signs of waking up. It suddenly occurred to me that it would be very uncomfortable to sleep like this?

"Mo Yan? Is it OK to lie down and sleep? ”

Wang Chengyou poked Mo Yan's arm lightly. Mo Yan snorted.

"You said 'yes,' didn't you?"

Mo Yan closed his eyes, and his frowning brow looked painful.

Wang Chengyou put his hand on her forehead and found that she was burning badly. Without further hesitation, he carefully picked her up sideways and carried her to his pirate bed.

The girl's body is light and soft.

After putting it on the pirate ship, he consciously regulated his gaze and gently covered her with the quilt. I just covered it, and I couldn't make up my mind, I was afraid that she would be hot because she already had a fever, and she would lift the quilt again.

The girl's curve suddenly fell into her eyes.

Wang Chengyou's gaze slid all the way from his face to his chest to his waist, and he couldn't move away from the girl's slender but round thighs.

His breathing slowly became undulating, and his hands slowly lifted and stretched forward as if they couldn't control themselves.

He really wanted to heal the thin wound that beaded blood.

There's more than one damn wound!

Memories of her panicking, memories of her turning back in horror, memories of him feeling her shivering by holding hands...... Minute by minute, she came to the conclusion that she must be in some kind of danger! Someone in danger wants to get her back!

No! He wouldn't allow this to happen right under his nose!

The idea of calling her parents to send her to the hospital suddenly dissipated. He decided to hide her quietly, and no one would ask about it!

He can take care of her!

There is a fever-reducing patch in the medical box, and one piece is attached to the forehead first.

Before the Yunnan Band-Aid is applied to the blood, the wound needs to be disinfected first, right?

What is used for disinfection? Alcohol? Iodine? Iodophor? Purple potion?

Wang Seungyou tried to calm himself down and search for relevant acquired knowledge.

Alcohol can kill bacteria, but if it is too irritating, it will also coagulate wound proteins. At most, apply one application around the wound, not directly on the wound. Iodine wine contains alcohol, pass!

Iodophor? It is the most commonly used disinfectant because it has little irritation, no corrosive effect, and can also form a protective film. It's just that Mo Yan is allergic to iodine?

Come to think of it, it's a purple potion! Gentian violet both sterilizes and promotes scab formation, which is just right for the disinfection of this shallow wound!

Wang Chengyou has done so many experiments in biology class, so he naturally knows how to clean and disinfect.

The panic just now was just because I was practicing theoretical knowledge in my life for the first time.

After stabilizing a little, he followed the steps.

His bedroom was originally a suite with a bathroom and a study room, which was convenient for all kinds.

It's just that I can't help it, I have to lift Mo Yan's little skirt to see if there are any hidden wounds.

After dealing with the exposed wounds, Wang Chengyou picked up Mo Yan's small pleated skirt with a clip, and suddenly blood gushed on his head, and his heart beat violently. He bet he must have blushed like a bag.

Flustered.

Confusion.

Helpless.

Not because he accidentally saw Mo Yan's little underwear, of course, seeing that was also exciting for him at this age, but because, just right there, there was a very unceremonious knock at the door.

Gathered all kinds of tweezers, disinfectant cotton, and disinfectant into the medical box indiscriminately, and didn't dare to respond in his mouth, for fear of waking up Mo Yan, he patted his chest that couldn't tell whether it was weak or panicked, and cheered himself up. When he was about to walk to the door, he suddenly slipped back and covered Mo Yan from head to toe with the quilt.

Walked to the door again, cleared his throat, feigned composure, and opened a crack in the door.

Outside the door stood ...... King's Wind.