Maybe it was because of the mood that had settled down, after Jun Moting came over, Qin Ye felt less uncomfortable.

Only sweaty and slimy.

After the doctor examined and injected the hanging needle, the burn on his body faded little by little, and Qin Ye felt sleepy in a daze.

But after hearing the doctor's words, "You help him change into clean and fresh clothes", he woke up in an instant.

"Don't!"

Seeing Jun Moting coming over from the closet, Qin Ye decisively stopped him, "After the needle, I'll change it myself." ”

Jun Moting glanced at the air conditioner.

Glancing at Qin Ye again, whose clothes were already soaked and almost stuck to his body, "Or, change now!" Or, turn off the air conditioner and choose your own. ”

It's summer.

She also had a fever.

Qin Ye's eyes were full of resentment, and he said in a low voice: "Change clothes." ”

Then he sat up and stretched out his hand, "I'll change it myself, you can go out." ”

His eyebrows and eyes were slightly heavy, and Jun Moting was very kind of holding her collar and yelling at her, "You are a boy, can you not be so pretentious and twisted".

For a long time, I thought that she was injured and sick.

Jun Moting threw the clothes in her hand, turned around and went out.

The bedroom door was slammed shut, and Qin Ye rolled his eyes inexplicably.

You can change your clothes in front of others without seeing it.

I can't!

Violent - Exposed!

Silently, Qin Ye stared at the door of the room while pulling his clothes into the quilt and carefully changing them.

Boxers, pajama pants.

When he switched to his upper body, Qin Ye couldn't help but bite his lip.

For a long time, I gritted my teeth and took off my chest wrap and hid it under the mattress.

When he was about to take off his T-shirt, Qin Ye was dumbfounded.

With a needle in her left hand, how can she bypass the drip bag and take off her clothes and put them back on?

Obviously, it's too difficult!

After struggling for a while, Qin Ye decisively pulled out the needle.

Take it off, put it on.

As soon as Qin Ye clumped up his dirty clothes, there was a knock on the door.

Then, Jun Moting pushed the door and came in.

If he had been a few seconds faster, would he have seen her?

Secretly shouting that it was dangerous, Qin Ye saw Jun Moting's face change.

Sure enough, the man's eyes were falling on the needle hanging on the ground.

"I can't change my clothes......"

Before he got angry, Qin Ye said in a low voice: "I don't burn anymore, just take the medicine and sleep for a while, brother, don't you be angry?" ”

The young man apologized in a low voice, but Jun Moting felt that the fire in his heart was burning even more.

Really, what if you want to beat him up more and more?

In the next moment, I heard the young man scream, "Brother, blood ......"

Looking down, a lot of blood oozed from the needle-pricked part of the young man's hand.

Drops of blood snaked and slid by, and a white hand was stained red with blood in an instant.

Lined with white arms, it is particularly shocking.

"Don't move!"

Saying sharply, Jun Moting picked up the alcohol cotton, grabbed her hand and pressed it.

It was so powerful that it seemed to break her bones.

Qin Ye bared his teeth.

looked at Jun Moting, who had a gloomy face, and swallowed back the pain with interest.

The boy's palms were wet.

One hand, soft, as if it had no bones.

A strange feeling floated in his heart, and Jun Moting had a feeling of dry mouth.

In his ears, the young man's low and harmless voice sounded, "Brother, you are so good." What would I do without you? ”

Looking up, the boy's eyes were shining, blinking, blinking, and then slowly closing.

She just lay on his lap and fell asleep?