Chapter 391: Promotion to Lord
"Ahem, cough, cough—" Ye Qiantong hurriedly rushed out of the water, choking and coughing.
Depend on!!
It's really strange, how can this situation be so familiar.
Ye Qiantong pulled his soaked hair back, wiped his face, and stared at Di Ming with a strange expression, but saw that his eyes were still closed and unconscious.
She reached out to probe his forehead again, grabbing his pulse, "It's strange, I haven't been woken up by such a big movement, and I don't see any signs of fever." ”
"It always feels like something isn't right."
"That's it, let's help him wash himself quickly, so as not to catch a cold." Ye Qiantong didn't think much about it anymore, so she had to stand up and go out to get Yuejin to help him wipe the blood on his body.
However, at this moment, for some reason, Di Mingjue's whole body suddenly trembled, and the whole person fell on Ye Qiantong's body without warning, and he almost fell into the water without stability.
Ye Qiantong's eyes were quick to hold him up, but she saw him fall into her arms. Curled up, trembling.
The handsome and peerless face was almost crumpled, the gums were clenched, and the hand that Lao Lao held Ye Qiantong's hand seemed to be seeking refuge, and his mouth seemed to be muttering in pain: "Cold, so cold." ”
The low, hoarse voice revealed a pitiful distress.
Ye Qiantong's heart tightened, and he dragged his face with both hands and said anxiously: "Emperor Mingjue, Emperor Mingjue, what's wrong with you?" What's uncomfortable? Are you awake? Emperor Mingjue—"
"Cold, cold, so cold-" Di Mingjue's voice was as low as a mosquito and a fly, constantly murmuring, and the whole person was in the eyes of a thousand eyes. He curled up tightly, very insecure and pitiful.
"Cold?" Ye Qiantong's attention was shocked by his words, but he found that his body was suddenly hot all over, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body temperature continued to rise.
"It's not cold, but it's hot all over!" Ye Qiantong's face was anxious, but Emperor Ming kept muttering coldly.
The body is hot, the forehead is cold, and the cold keeps saying that it is cold, which is obviously a symptom of fever.
"Your forehead is hot, you can't really have a fever, right?" Without saying a word, Ye Qiantong took out a silver needle and pierced it into his acupuncture points to cool him down.
But he suddenly found that the acupuncture points pierced by the golden needle had been blocked by him, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he saw that his whole person was tight. Sticking to her, her cheeks are close to her heart, and her slender and white arms are still firmly hugged. Live her. Waist, like a giant baby. Pick on her......
Look at his handsome and soul-destroying bewitching face, sexy and charming, charming and with an extremely pitiful look, unconscious.
Ye Qiantong wondered for a while.
Suddenly, thinking of this guy's inertia of being a scoundrel and shameless and without a lower limit, Ye Qiantong's eyes narrowed slightly, not letting go of any emotion on his face, and his tone was a little dangerous:
"Emperor Mingjue, get up, you shouldn't be pretending to be sick, right? If you put it on again, believe it or not, this needle will keep you awake. ”
The silver needle on the fingertip of Ye Qiantong's finger was against the vital point above his head, full of danger.
But Di Ming's face did not fluctuate, but hugged her more and more. The tighter it is, the more dependent it is, and the mouth keeps murmuring cold.
At the same time, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, his tighter and tighter movements caused his head to hit the silver needle.
Ye Qiantong was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, and she was in a cold sweat.
s-h-i-t-!
Ye Qiantong cursed secretly.
She has always been very confident in her medical skills, but the scene in the hot spring pool is so shocking that she feels heartache every time she thinks about it.
She had always been very confident in her medical skills, but the bloody scene in the hot spring pool was so shocking that she felt heartache every time she thought about it.
If she had been hesitant and stubborn at that time, if she had been a few seconds late, Di Ming would have been saved.