Chapter 34: This Thing Has a Fever 3
Leng Mo took the medicine, and Qin Chenchen breathed a sigh of relief.
To tell the truth, she shouldn't be surprised at all that he looks like he's going to die today.
When he was young, his body was weak, and he couldn't get out of a medicine jar, and the wind couldn't blow or rain.
No, he was drenched in some rain today, and when he came back in the evening, he had a fever.
Qin Chenchen stood up, picked up the kettle, and said, "Young Master, don't wait, I'll go first." ”
The boy lying on the bed muttered something, and then rolled over.
Bang – the sound of flesh smashing on the floor.
Leng Mo snorted, leaned on the edge of the bed, and sat up.
Qin Chenchen: "......"
I don't know if Leng Mo realized that it was her standing in front of him, or whether he realized that there was someone in this room, in short, he did something that made Qin Chenchen panic.
This goods, start undressing!
He muffled "hot" as he began to take off his pajamas.
Where do you take off your pajamas?
Once you take it off, it's all gone?
Qin Chenchen shook the pot and subconsciously covered his eyes. "What are you doing? Exhibitionism! ”
There was no movement.
The creature fell asleep in bed again. Qin Chenchen cautiously opened one eye. Looked.
Oops, oh scare her to death. Fortunately, I only took off my shirt. If you take your pants off, will you pay it back?
Leng Mo, if it weren't for his cold and arrogant temperament, he could have been a little white face.
Look at him, he has an extremely handsome and demonic face that is not high, his skin is still so fair and delicate, and his figure is still so ......
Ahem, she just admits that his body is well proportioned... Nothing more!
Qin Chenchen's gaze fell on Leng Mo's abdomen.
It's flat and skinny!
Don't have abs?
She narrowed her eyes, wondering, how did she remember that he had six-pack abs there?
Shake your head and shake the mess in your head. Then walked to the side of the bed, Qin Chenchen pulled the quilt over and covered him.
The man on the bed frowned, lifted his hand, and lifted the quilt.
Qin Chenchen rolled his eyes. "Miss Ben is benevolent and righteous, and you can do whatever you like. Burn you. ”
After walking out of the room, I happened to see Wu's mother hurrying over with a personal doctor.
"Miss, go and rest, you have to go to class tomorrow."
"Oh." She thinks so, too.
Throwing himself exhausted onto the bed, Qin Chenchen began to close his eyes and sleep.
Fifteen minutes later, not only did he not fall asleep, but the sleepy bugs ran out.
Opening her eyes suddenly, she sat up irritably and picked the head of the chicken nest. All that almost turned over in my mind was the pale sleeping face of that guy who was going to die.
Although she was very unwilling, she still jumped out of bed and came to Leng Mo's room.
The doctor saw Qin Chenchen and said, "Miss, you came just in time." If you stare at this potion, it will take you about half an hour. When the potion is finished, you can call me. I'm going to prescribe a few pairs of medicine to the young master now. ”
Qin Chenchen nodded hesitantly. After the doctor left, there were only two people left in the room, her and Leng Mo.
Qin Chenchen pulled a chair and sat down in front of the bed, looking up at the transparent liquid falling drop by drop, his pupils gradually lost concentration.
Time is the growth agent of reason.
The more time passes, the more she loses herself in her previous life.
It's actually quite good to hate someone. But if you're afraid, who should she hate?
At the beginning, Leng Mo made it clear that he would not like her, he would only treat her as a sister, and she was entangled by herself, and finally ended up dying.
Describe yourself in two words: you deserve it! Feelings are not up to others, Leng Mo does not owe her, and no one owes her.
The only thing she hates now is probably Liu Yuan and herself.