Chapter 35: Fever

Yan Lin: "Sister Ling has nothing to do with me. ”

"You're clean." Shen Yan scoffed.

Yan Lin didn't care what Shen Fei said, and he didn't plan to send off guests. turned around and went to the bedroom to take care of Mu Zhiqing.

"Eh, you can't even send it..."Shen Yan shook his head and sighed: "The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass." ”

……

Xiao Tuanzi lay on his back on the bed, sleeping very deeply.

At eight o'clock in the evening, if she didn't go back, the maid would come and pick her up.

Can't let anyone take her away.

There was her mobile phone in the living room, and Yan Lin went out to take it in, and unlocked Mu Zhiqing's index finger against the fingerprint on the back of the phone.

The phone screen lit up, and I swiped a few times to find the communication software.

Jacqueline is on the list. This feminine name should be someone who has been assisting her in her work.

Click on the dialog box.

Jacqueline, don't go back tonight, play at a friend's house.

Mr. Yan's face did not change and he sent out.

I also went to the kitchen to take a photo of preserved eggs, lean pork porridge and fried meatballs to show the authenticity of Mu Zhiqing's children who are indeed eating, drinking and having fun at a friend's house.

When Jacqueline received the message, she was selecting the most suitable drone in the data.

When I saw the message, I didn't hesitate to reply directly: Then please pay attention to safety Miss Zhiqing.

……

Two forty in the morning.

Yan Lin probed her snort, and it wasn't as hot as before.

The body temperature dropped to 37 degrees 5 hours after taking the medicine.

Lift her up again and feed her water, so you won't be as resistant as before.

The heart that had been hanging on the banquet gradually returned to stability.

Half past three in the morning.

A small hand in the quilt held the corner of Yan Lin's clothes, and his voice was small, a little hoarse: "I want to eat apples." ”

"I cooked vegetable porridge, so let's drink some to cushion my stomach first. I didn't eat anything last night. ”

"Then, can I eat apples after drinking porridge?"

"Yes." Yan Lin touched the top of her head.

took the pillow and leaned behind her, the whole person was still wilted.

I re-cooked the steaming vegetable porridge and brought it to the bedroom, and fed her one bite at a time.

"This porridge is delicious."

"If it's delicious, take two more bites."

"No, I'm going to eat apples. To be extra crispy and sweet, peel and cut into small pieces. "After eating, my spirits are much better, and my demeanor begins to be arrogant.

"I was sick in your family, you have to be responsible, take good care of me."

Does this little group toss people so much every time they get sick?

"Of course, I will take good care of you, I will take care of it."

Mu Zhiqing felt that Mr. Yan's words had other meanings, but he couldn't feel it.

"Mr. Yan, it's getting dark, I'll leave in a while." Looking up at the window, which was blocked by the curtains, it was dim.

"It's past three o'clock in the morning, and it won't be dark for a while, it will be bright."

Mu Zhiqing: "......"

I'll go, I just feel like I'm here for a while!

"No way, someone will come looking for me if I don't go back so late." With a surprised expression, he looked at Mr. Yan who was peeling her apples.

"The doctor said you couldn't get cold, and you were still asleep at the time, so I used your phone to send a message to a young lady named Jacqueline, saying that you weren't coming back. I guess this Miss Jacqueline should be your butler. ”

Mu Zhiqing was shocked by his stinky and shameless style, and had nothing to say.

When I was sick, someone who didn't allow me to pick me up, when I was unconscious, I unlocked my phone at random and lied to them that I was playing here, and when I stated it to me, I was serious and even had a sense of justice and my own goodness, as if this matter was taken for granted, and if it weren't for my own wisdom, I would feel that I owe him a great favor.

The banquet came to this person, treacherous and cunning, not in vain.