Zhou Mo was full of apologies and shame, "Yes, my name is Zhou Mo." ”

"Zhou Mo? Miss Zhou is here? Du Moliang, who was already lying on the ground, suddenly became excited, and said vaguely to the person who shrunk into a ball of dead corpses on the sofa: "Han Shen! Your Miss Zhou is here! Get up. ”

The sober trio looked embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll take Han Shen back," Zhou Mo apologized one after another.

After all, drinking in someone's house and getting drunk like mud is very rude.

But Han Shen had already done this, lying drunk on the sofa like a dead pig, she had no other choice but to apologize and get people away.

Fortunately, Du Moyou was kind, and she reminded, "Ah Cheng, you help Miss Zhou send Han Shen back, she can't move it alone." ”

Zhou Mo bowed again and again and thanked him.

Zhong Zhicheng scooped Han Shen up from the sofa, and Zhou Mo reached out and went to the other side to support Han Shen.

"Thank you, Dr. Chung." Zhou Mo said.

"You're welcome," Zhong Zhicheng put one arm of Han Shen on his shoulder, Zhou Mo helped the other side, and Han Shen staggered out of Du Moliang's house.

"Don't go, don't go, Han Shen, you are not allowed to go!" Zongzheng, who spit out in the garbage can, said as if he had a stirrer in his mouth.

Zhou Mo turned around and wanted to ask what else was going on.

Du Moyou said: "He said nonsense, it's okay." ”

Zhou Mo apologized again, "I'm really sorry to cause you trouble today." ”

"It's okay, send Han Shen back to rest."

Zhou Mo and Zhong Zhicheng carried Han Shen out of the door.

Behind him, Du Moyou's voice came faintly.

"Look at you, I'm not here for a few days, and you're lawless, mixed up like this? Also bring Du Moliang with you, the two of you...... Really, do you want to me off together? ”

"No, I was wrong, Moyou, I was really wrong," Zongzheng's voice was extremely soft, which did not match his rough appearance at all, "Youyou, wife, daughter-in-law...... I was wrong...... ...... vomit"

Zhou Mo was a little embarrassed.

to the door of Han Shen's house.

Zhong Zhicheng's face was like an iceberg, and he said calmly: "The key should be on him, you look for it." ”

Zhou Mo touched Han Shen's trouser pockets on both sides, found the key on the left, and opened the door of Han Shen's house.

Zhong Zhicheng grabbed Han Shen's waist and dragged the person in.

Zhou Mo immediately followed, opened the door of Han Shen's bedroom, and pressed the switch next to it.

Zhong Zhicheng threw Han Shen on the bed and straightened him up.

"Thank you so much, Dr. Chung."

Zhou Mo hated Han Shen a little, she didn't know any of the people here, so she couldn't hang on Zhou Mo's face if she was so troublesome.

I don't know what Han Shen thinks, he is too out of shape today.

"You take care of him," Zhong Zhicheng put his fingers on Han Shen's carotid artery and pinched it for a while, "The heart rate is normal, you can get some honey water for him to drink in a while, it can promote alcohol metabolism." ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you."

Zhong Zhicheng bowed, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, and closed the outer door with him when he left.

Zhou Mo looked at the drunk person on the bed, and couldn't help sighing, how much debt did she owe to Han Shen, so that she kept apologizing for him today.

Going around to the end of the bed, she helped Han Shen take off his shoes, took them to the door, and came in with slippers.

Han Shen rolled over, hugged the pillow and lay on his side, half of his face buried in the pillow.

Zhou Mo pulled out the pillow, afraid that he would sleep like this and cover himself and not breathe well.

But Han Shen didn't let go, and Zhou Mo couldn't hold it.

As if he was annoyed by the drag, Han Shen grabbed Zhou Mo's forearm smoothly, "Momo." ”

Zhou Mo was frightened, she suddenly let go of her hand, and at the same time got rid of Han Shen's entanglement.

"Momo, I'm uncomfortable."

Han Shen put his whole face into the pillow, his voice covered in the pillow, hoarse and low.

When his name was called, his voice was soft and soft, completely different from the past, silky, sliding into Zhou Mo's heart, rippling out.

"Momo ......"

Han Shen shouted indiscriminately.

Zhou Mo's heart swelled so much that she even forgot to breathe, she stood by the bed in a daze, and only came back to her senses after a while.

Turned around and went to the bathroom to find a towel, brought a basin of water, and simply wiped Han Shen's face, hands, and arms.

Because Han Shen was drunk, his honey-colored skin had a shallow layer of pink, especially on his face, and the two lumps of redness were the most obvious.

He drank on his face, Zhou Mo knew it before.

Zhou Mo also knows that people who drink alcohol are actually not good at drinking and lack the ethanol dehydrogenase and acetaldehyde dehydrogenase needed by the human body to relieve hangover.

Straighten Han Shen and let him lie on his back, Han Shen doesn't seem to like sleeping on his back very much, so he has to lie on his side, and his posture is similar to the most primitive curled up state of a baby.

The alcohol burned his neck red, and Zhou Mo thought he had a fever for a while, and tried to touch his forehead.

She forgot that her hand had just touched the water, and her cold hand touched Han Shen's forehead, and his brows couldn't help twitching twice.

The hot ironing touch hit Zhou Mo's palm, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but the back of her hand was covered by Han Shen's hot palm in the next moment.

He pressed slightly, grabbed the back of her hand, and took her hand off, he turned his head slightly, his eyes were misty and half-open, and he didn't know whether he was really awake or fakely asleep.

"Momo...... I feel bad. ”

He kept repeating this sentence, and every time he said it, Zhou Mo's heart was softly bumped, and his cheeks were hot.

"You deserve it, who made you drink," Zhou Mo said indignantly.

"Hmph......" Han Shen seemed to hear it, a little dissatisfied, squeezed her hand, threw her arm into his arms, and buried half of his face in the pillow.

He looks like a child who was bullied, and then ran to his parents to complain, and was disciplined by his parents.

There is one word inside and outside - grievances.

Zhou Moxin said, what is he wronged? She is the one who has been wronged.

In the middle of the night, I came to apologize to him and take care of him.

"Momo, I'm so uncomfortable, really ......" The voice dragged on longer and longer, smoothly melting into Zhou Mo's eardrum, and then entering his heart with the blood.

Zhou Mo thought that he should be really drunk and unconscious, but his body was uncomfortable, so he was so abrasive.

It is rare for her to treat a child patiently, "Where is it uncomfortable?" ”

He took Zhou Mo's hand and pressed it on the diaphragm between the chest and abdomen, "Here, it's uncomfortable, it's very uncomfortable." ”

Zhou Mo couldn't tell where it was, "Is it because of stomach discomfort?" Would you like some milk? ”

Han Shen shook his head, not knowing whether he was saying that he didn't have an upset stomach or didn't want to drink milk.

"I'll get you some milk," Zhou Mo grabbed his wrist and wanted to pull his hand back, but Han Shen refused to let him go, and grabbed him tightly.

"Here, right here, uncomfortable."

He still pressed her hand up to the diaphragm.

In that position, the chest is not the chest, the abdomen is not the abdomen, and Zhou Mo has no way to locate the organ according to anatomy.

"That's it."

He yelled and felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Mo was worried that he wouldn't really feel uncomfortable, "Why don't we go to the hospital?" ”

"I don't have to go to the hospital, my illness can't be cured by the hospital."

Zhou Mo was speechless, "What disease?" Is it hypocritical? Han Shen, don't get an inch! ”