Tong Xiaoling was slightly stunned, and then carefully fed it to him.

A lot of things seemed to be doomed, the fever patches and antipyretics didn't work for Croco, his body temperature was getting higher and higher, and finally it went to 40.3 degrees, and he was getting weaker and weaker.

A cold and fever is not a serious illness, the key is that he has just had a blood transfusion, Tong Xiaoling was afraid that it would cause other symptoms, so he had to call his family doctor.

At this time, Croce had fallen into a coma, and after the doctor's examination, the report was more serious than expected.

Excessive mental and physical exertion, lack of sleep, blood transfusions, rain, all these conditions add up to an unprecedented cold and fever.

After listening to the report, Tong Xiaoling's face was pale, and she panicked even more, and asked the doctor if she wanted to send her to the hospital.

But she forgot, this is a foreign country, an ordinary cold and fever, how can it be so easy to get rid of it when you go to the hospital.

The doctor groaned for a while, and suggested that he should continue to treat at home first, and comforted everyone that this is not a serious illness, and that Crocos is in good health, and when the toxins in the body are eliminated, he will slowly recover.

Tong Xiaoling took over the work of taking care of Crook as a matter of course, and stayed by his side all night, just like the little guy had a cold that day, taking care of him without sleep.

He was much quieter than the little one, occasionally turning his body in discomfort, muttering something incessantly, and frowning deeply.

Tong Xiaoling watched him quietly, and his thoughts slowly drifted to the night of menstrual pain in Willis Town, when he was also guarding her every step of the way, taking care of her without sleeping?

The feeling of the wide hand gently massaging her lower abdomen left a deep imprint on her memory, devouring her soul day by day.

Tong Xiaoling's heart swelled with warmth, and Qianqianyu's hand unconsciously stretched out and grabbed his hand.

The hands are very masculine, thick, powerful, warm, and you can't put it down.

Tong Xiaoling grabbed it, slowly put it on his face, and rubbed it back and forth against his face.

She stared at his good-looking countenance for a moment, something called love, which sparkled in beautiful eyes and gradually deepened......

After all, he was in good health, and the next day Croco's fever subsided, and the person was sober, I don't know if it was an illusion, Tong Xiaoling found that he suddenly lost a lot of weight, and quickly boiled him some porridge.

Thinking of his various moderations, Tong Xiaoling tried hard to explain, "In our China, when you are sick, you usually boil some light and nutritious lean porridge, you may not be used to it, or you may be worried about affecting your diet plan as an athlete, but in fact, don't worry about it, it won't add too much fat to you, you believe me!" ”

Crook is the kind of lazy appearance again, he has inner double eyelids, and at this time he is half-squinting, which just makes his double eyelids look very deep and beautiful.

Tong Xiaoling instinctively licked her lips and stammered, "You...... Eat it, it's not good if it's cold. ”

Croce continued to look at her thoughtfully for a moment, his mouth slightly open.

It seems that he wants her to feed again?

Tong Xiaoling was embarrassed, but he was also willing to serve, his movements were gentle and meticulous, and he took a tissue to help him wipe his mouth after eating.

She didn't know these actions, but they all looked quietly in Croon's eyes, and he looked fixedly at her slightly haggard little face with obvious dark circles, and suddenly reached out and stroked it.

Tong Xiaoling was like a lightning strike, and he was shocked, looking at him stupidly.

The man's slender, warm fingertips gradually came to her somewhat dry cherry lips.