Huo Jingchen hugged Zhao Siqing and walked quickly into the car, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the hospital!" ”

"Yes." Tang Yan hurriedly drove, not forgetting to take a look at Zhao Siqing's situation from the rearview mirror.

Huo Jingchen looked down at the woman in his arms and couldn't help but twist his eyebrows.

The originally gentle and light woman will have a red face, a slightly dry lip, and a quiet leaning in her arms, which is well-behaved and distressing.

Huo Jingchen lowered his head and gently touched the temperature of her forehead with his side face, and his voice was hoarse: "What's uncomfortable?" ”

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes and shook his head when he looked at him.

In fact, she is fine, but she has a fever and cold, and it is certain that she is uncomfortable, but it is not enough to say how unbearable it is.

"Squint for a while, I'll call you when you get to the hospital." Huo Jingchen said in a low voice.

"Good ......"

Zhao Siqing responded softly, her voice a little hoarse.

was already groggy and the temperature in the car was high, so Zhao Siqing fell asleep after a while.

Huo Jingchen took her to the hospital to draw blood and hang water, and when Zhao Siqing woke up, there was not much left of the drip.

She was woken up by the heat, sweating profusely, and subconsciously wanted to push the quilt away a little.

"Don't move." Huo Jingchen pressed her little hand and spoke in a deep voice.

Zhao Siqing came to his senses, looked at the man who had been guarding the bedside and said softly, "You have been here?" ”

With that, she looked at the time, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

"Where else do you want me to go?" Huo Jingchen spoke in a deep voice, and his deep dark eyes looked directly at her.

Zhao Siqing only showed a small head outside, blinking his eyes and looking at him silently, with a bit of scrutiny.

Huo Jingchen lowered his head and kissed her eyes, and said softly: "If I don't have you for a few days, you will toss yourself like this, eh?" ”

"It's called illness like a mountain, maybe I'm angry with you." Zhao Siqing fought back gently.

Huo Jingchen chuckled lightly, and when he saw that she had the strength to reply, he felt that her illness had improved a lot.

After hanging up a bottle, the nurse came over and hung another bottle, and then instructed: "After this bottle is finished, you should sweat again, and then the fever should be able to completely subside, and you can hang it once a day for the next three days." ”

After the nurse left, Zhao Siqing couldn't help but want to take out her hand secretly.

She's just so hot... I just want to breathe.

But before she moved, she was stuffed back by Huo Jingchen, Huo Jingchen's black eyes looked directly at her and warned in a low voice: "If you move again, I will strip you naked." ”

Zhao Siqing stiffened for a few seconds, only to feel that the hair in front of her sideburns was stuck to her cheeks, and it was uncomfortable.

But in the face of Huo Jingchen's deep black eyes, she didn't dare to move.

Zhao Siqing blinked at the man next to him and said softly, "But I'm so hot." ”

Huo Jingchen couldn't help but kiss her little face, and whispered: "If it's hot, you will be stripped naked, and if it is hot again, you will be allowed to lift the quilt." ”

"You're a hooligan again!" Zhao Siqing was a little annoyed, and her already hot little face became even hotter for a while.

Huo Jingchen looked at her slightly round eyes, chuckled, and said softly: "If you are not good tomorrow, I will help you exercise and sweat." ”

"How do you help me exercise?" Zhao Siqing was a little dazed, and only felt that he had the strength to exercise when he was sick.

Facing her moist gaze, Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened a little, and he said slowly: "Is it good to exercise in bed?" ”

Zhao Siqing reacted, her little face turned red, and she dragged the cushion on one side and smashed it at him: "Huo Jingchen, what is it in your mind all day, why are there so many colored wastes." ”

Huo Jingchen caught the pillow, stuffed her arm back again, and said ambiguously in a low voice: "Naturally, your mind is all about you, you who wear clothes, and you who don't wear clothes......"

"Huo Jingchen !!" Zhao Siqing was a little anxious.