Ye Dusheng didn't seem to notice Lou Shulin, he didn't pay attention to him at all, Lou Shulin didn't get angry, first put the porcelain bowl aside, unfolded the cloak and draped it for Ye Dusheng.

Reaching out to cover Ye Dusheng's slender jade hand holding the herbs, he felt that the touch of his palm was very cold, and a trace of distress instantly flashed through Lou Shulin's deep eyes, and he directly snatched the herbs in Ye Dusheng's hand and threw them aside.

Lou Shulin held Ye Dusheng's hand, picked up the porcelain bowl, handed it to Ye Dusheng's lips, and said with a cold face: "Drink the medicine first." ”

Ye Dusheng lifted his eyelids tiredly, mumbled, silently opened his pink lips, and took the edge of the porcelain bowl in his mouth, and then the warm but bitter Chinese medicine slowly flowed into his mouth.

When only the medicine residue was left in the porcelain bowl that was white and clean, Lou Shulin put down the porcelain bowl and took out a small paper bag from his arms while asking, "Is it bitter?" ”

Ye Dusheng glanced at the paper bag in Lou Shulin's hand, licked the lips stained with the brown potion, and smiled: "Bitter or not, you will know if you taste it." ”

Lou Shulin paused to open the paper bag in his hand, raised his eyes, was a little wary, and said helplessly: "Don't give me drugs, if you want to stay up all night, I will accompany you." ”

Last night, this person just took the antidote first, smeared the medicine on his lips, and then kissed him, so that he fainted in the smiling eyes of this person before he could point to the acupoint.

Ye Dusheng couldn't hide the tiredness in his eyes, but he still hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "If you don't click on my acupoint, I won't drug you." ”

He drugged Lou Shulin out of desperation, the sooner the plague was resolved, fewer people would be infected and die.

Fortunately, after a few days of researching and making medicines, he already has some clues.

"I also feel sorry for you, I'm afraid you'll be tired." Lou Shulin took out a candied fruit from the paper bag and handed it to Ye Dusheng's lips: "Rest early tonight, taste a candied fruit to moisten your throat." ”

"Well, I've got some frowns." When Ye Dusheng held the candied fruit, the tip of his tongue deliberately touched Lou Shulin's fingertips, and at the same time winked at Lou Shulin.

Just when Lou Shulin's throat rolled and was about to say something, the flattery on Ye Dusheng's face had dissipated, and he picked up the herb with an indifferent face.

Sighing secretly, Lou Shulin asked, "Is it sweet?" ”

Swallowing the chewed candied fruit, Ye Dusheng put the herbs on the tip of his nose and smelled them, nodded slightly, and said, "It's quite sweet." ”

"Do you still eat it?" Lou Shulin asked.

"Well, feed me." Ye Dusheng nodded, looking at Lou Shulin, his eyes were like peach blossoms, his thin lips were slightly open, and he could vaguely see the tip of his pink tongue.

Lou Shulin pursed his thin lips, his dark eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and he obediently picked up a candied fruit and put it in Ye Dusheng's mouth.

Ye Dusheng munched on the candied fruit while studying the few herbs on the table.

And Lou Shulin stood quietly aside, silently hugging Ye Dusheng's waist and using internal force to ward him off, and when Ye Dusheng finished eating, he picked up a candied fruit again and fed it to him.

An hour passed, the candied fruit had been eaten, and the herbs on the table had been tasted and smelled again by Ye Dusheng.

Just when Lou Shulin pulled the cloak for Ye Dusheng, wanting to remind him that it was time to sleep, a bright light flashed in Ye Dusheng's eyes, who was playing with herbs.

Clenching the emerald green herbs in his hand, Ye Dusheng smiled at the dark eyes that came upstairs, "It's saved." ”

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Good night asking for tickets, sorry for the recent Carvin...... I'm tired, and I'm all gone.