Thirty minutes later, Shang Xin'er reluctantly returned to Bo Luan's cold style office.

The difference from the previous one was that he carried two bags of things in his hand.

One bag of medicine, antipyretic patches and ice packs, and the other bag of mineral water and hot milk tea.

Originally, Shang Xin'er planned to leave after putting Bo Luan Kite on the sofa.

But on the way, I thought of Bo Luan's face, of his weak body, of him alone in the cold office couch.

A wave of pity and reassurance struck my heart.

In the spirit of the idea that good people do it to the end, they went back again.

Pushing open the office door, Bo Luan Kite was still frowning, hot all over, and trembling from time to time.

With a flawless face, people can't help but feel distressed.

Shang Xin'er squatted next to Bo Luan Kite, her cold hand covered Bo Luan Kite's cheek, and the high fever temperature spread to her hands, even bringing warmth.

And Bo Luan's eyebrows and eyes were also soothed a lot because of Shang Xin'er's ice hand.

For a moment, Shang Xin'er was stunned, and a complicated emotion lingered in her heart.

Maybe the first time I see it today will be the last one.

After all, when the compensation for the house is in hand, the two will have nothing to do with each other.

Time was ticking, and Shang Xin'er was as if she was fixed there, trying hard to remember Bo Luan's face.

Bo Luan's body shook suddenly, bringing Shang Xin'er's thoughts back to reality.

Oh, taking care of the sick is the number one thing to do right now.

If you have a long child, put it aside for the time being. Or rather, seal it forever.

Shang Xin'er put the antipyretic patch on Bo Luan's forehead, and then planned to put an ice pack on the aorta under her armpit to quickly cool down.

But......

Shang Xin'er swallowed her saliva, took a deep breath to adjust her mood, and then reached for the collar of Bo Luan's shirt.

One, one, one, Shang Xin'er's trembling hands slowly untied Bo Luan's white shirt.

The sharp collarbones, strong muscles, beautiful lines, delicate skin feel, and fresh body fragrance rushed all the way to her brain through Shang Xin'er's senses.

Shang Xin'er herself felt her cheeks hot and flushed.

It's just that the gauze and bandages on the shoulders show the severity of Bo Luan's injuries before. But at this time, it only evokes the heartache of the sad child.

When the fourth button was unbuttoned, Shang Xin'er left her trembling hands, after all, the hem tucked into the trousers was further down.

Be sensible!

Shang Xin'er scolded herself in her heart.

The shirt was unbuttoned, and Shang Xin'er easily placed two ice packs under Bo Luan's armpits.

This kind of coolness seemed to make Bo Luan Kite very satisfied, compared to the previous frown, at this time his face was stretched, calm and peaceful, and his body was no longer shaking.

Shang Xin'er gently stroked Bai Luan's brow, revealing a sweet smile.

Oh, you still have to take medicine, and the high fever can go away completely.

Shang Xin'er got up, took a coffee cup and a stirring stick from Bai Luan's desk, and flushed away a packet of fever reducers.

The bitterness and coolness unique to antipyretics rushed straight to Shang Xin'er's nasal cavity, making her frown.

But what made her frown even more was in the back.

When she returned to Bai Luan's side, she reacted, how to feed Bai Luan Kite this cup of bitter medicine?

Look around, there are no items like spoons.

Shang Xin'er tried to dip the liquid medicine with a stirring rod and put it into Bai Luan's mouth drop by drop, but the efficiency was extremely low.

Shang Xin'er tried to feed the medicine with a milk tea straw again, but she fed a lot at one time, but the effect was very poor, the liquid medicine either flowed down the corners of Bai Luan's mouth, or the sharp corners of the straw would scratch Bai Luan's already chapped lips.

When she was at a loss, a flash of thought made the blush climb up Shang Xin'er's cheeks again......