The next morning, Luo Xiangyu pushed the door and came in and saw such a scene, only to see Mu Shaohan on the bed without a quilt, lying horizontally, the nightdress on his body was slightly rolled up, revealing a waist that could not be grasped, and the bottom was even more naked and exposed to the air, two white and tender legs were folded together, shining in the sun, and his eyes were a little unable to open, such a blood-pumping scene, but its owner did not realize that he was sleeping sweetly at this time.

Suddenly, considering that she might catch a cold if she slept like this for a night, she suppressed the charms in her head, quickly stepped forward and hugged her back to cover the quilt, looking at the abnormal flush on her face, Luo Xiangyu's heart sank, and he reached out to touch her head, which was extremely hot.

Calling the maid and asking her to notify the family doctor to come over, Luo Xiangyu poured a glass of water from the table, and helped Mu Shaohan up and hugged him in his arms.

"Shaohan, wake up." His voice was low and soft, like a feather, and Mu Shaohan, who was still conscious, only felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, but why did her heart hurt, it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

She opened her eyes suddenly, there were unfamiliar furnishings in front of her, and after realizing that this was not a hospital, she sat up straight in shock.

"You're awake."

A thick male voice like a cello sound came from behind her, Mu Shaohan turned around and saw a man with joy in his eyes looking at her affectionately, and suddenly understood that she was already in the place where she was called a writer.

Her head was a little groggy, she yawned, nodded and said, "I'm so cold." ”

Knowing that she was still sick, but seeing that she didn't know her physical condition at all, Luo Xiangyu handed her the water cup in his hand, picked up the quilt and put it on.

"Don't you even feel sick?" Luo Xiangyu hugged her tightly on the quilt and whispered in her ear.

"I'm sick...... as if to verify what she said, she immediately sneezed, sniffed, and turned her head to look at Luo Xiangyu aggrievedly: "You let go of me, don't you know if men and women kiss or not?" ”

Like a thunderbolt, Luo Xiangyu let go of her in a daze, touched his nose with some embarrassment, and suddenly got up and walked out: "I...... I'm going to see if the doctor is here. ”

Looking at his somewhat unsteady steps, Mu Shaohan actually saw a hint of running away.

What happened to him? Holding her cup and taking a sip of water, she shook her head incomprehensibly.

After a while, there was a noisy sound outside, and then Luo Xiangyu led an old man who looked quite fairy to come in, Mu Shaohan looked at him with a curious look and sat down, then reached out and clasped her wrist, pressed her pulse for a long time, and then withdrew his hand and touched his beard, he really had the feeling of an ancient doctor seeing a doctor, he opened Mu Shaohan's eyelids and looked at it before saying: "It's not a big deal, it's just that she is weak and prone to cold, and she will get better slower than ordinary people."

He paused, and the conversation suddenly changed: "Xiang Yu, Shaohan, what's wrong, I was fine last time I came, why is my body like this now?" ”

He looked back at Luo Xiangyu who was standing behind him, his eyes narrowed slightly with a thick inquiry.

"It's a long story, Grandpa Liu, you prescribe some medicine for her first, and I'll talk to you in detail." Luo Xiangyu didn't pay much attention when he asked the maid to call someone, and it wasn't until Liu Yongqing entered the door just now that he realized that he was too eager to forget that he and Mrs. Luo were old friends, and he had always preferred Mu Shaohan.

If this matter is known to him, it is equivalent to being known by Old Lady Luo, and it is a trivial matter that he will definitely be scolded at that time, he is afraid that Old Lady Luo will insist on taking Mu Shaohan away, he has not forgotten what he promised at the beginning, so if people are taken away, he can't say anything, but continuing to separate from Mu Shaohan is the most unbearable for him.

Liu Yongqing took a few flavors of Chinese medicine from the medicine box and stood up and said: "Drink it once a day, this amount of medicine is enough for her to drink for three days, if it is not well after three days, you have to pay attention." ”

Mu Shaohan on the side couldn't understand why a small fever would be so troublesome, but what attracted her attention more was this old man, and asked Luo Xiangyu with a smile: "Is there still a pulse to cure the disease now?" Is the old man from ancient times?"

Liu Yongqing, who was talking to Luo Xiangyu, frowned, and he said in a gloomy voice: "What's going on?" ”

Seeing that he seemed to be angry, Mu Shaohan immediately put away the smile on her face, and shrunk into the quilt tremblingly, only showing her two eyes, she didn't know why, she just felt that it would be scary if someone spoke loudly.

Luo Xiangyu glanced at Mu Shaohan, who was pale, and anger gathered in his heart, his face also darkened, and he gave the maid a look, and immediately stepped forward to ask Liu Yongqing to sit down.

But he is also a stubborn character, and he will never move half a step when he doesn't see Luo Xiangyu talking.

He held back his anger and said coldly: "Please trouble Grandpa Liu to go down and sit down first, and I will go down to explain to you later." ”

In this way, Liu Yongqing nodded with satisfaction and left.

In the clean room, Mu Shaohan sat on the bed and trembled, Luo Xiangyu saw the pain in his eyes, he stepped forward to hug her, patted his back comfortingly, and used the gentlest tone in his life: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Shaohan is good." ”

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that the reason why Mu Shaohan was like this was because of the shadow he left when he quarreled with her before, right? Otherwise, it's just that the volume is a little higher, and you're afraid of being like this?

"I'm fine." The girl who was huddled in a ball said in a muffled voice, her voice was a little hoarse, but she saw that Luo Xiangyu's eyebrows were full of sadness, she didn't want him to be like this, so she held back the fear in her heart, hoping that he would get better.

Suddenly, the room went dark, and a pair of arms came up, and the man hugged her tightly, lying on her shoulder, as if a warm liquid was dripping on it, and she felt a burning pain.

"I'm sorry ......"

The man's low voice was particularly clear in the silent room, as if he was speaking to Mu Shaohan, and as if he was muttering: "I'm sorry......"

His voice sounded fragile and vulnerable, like a wounded beast, unwilling to let people see his weak side, hiding in the darkness before daring to say the truest words.

Mu Shaohan, who had never encountered this situation, didn't know how to deal with it, and she didn't know who Luo Xiangyu was saying sorry to, she hesitated for a long time and stretched out a hand from the quilt.

Luo Xiangyu suddenly felt some weight on his head, he raised his head in a daze, and happened to meet a pair of eyes that were unusually bright in the dark, which seemed to have a little starlight, and it was incomprehensible in beauty, and its owner was gently stroking his head with his small hands at this time.

"Don't be sad, your sorry will be accepted by the person who needs to forgive you, because ah......"

"You're a nice guy!"