Du Gongzi?"

Zhao Fuling got up from the bed and helped the person up with her other empty hand.

Li Jingmo lay silently in her arms, a few drops of blood hanging from her dry and pale lips, revealing a pale and broken sense of vulnerability.

The slender jade-like finger bones slowly loosened the corners of the quilt and hung down beside her, but the hand that was holding her was so hard that it made Zhao Lingling feel painful.

Zhao Fuling was unconscious, lowered her head, frowned and called again: "Du Gongzi, are you still conscious?"

Li Jingmo's lips moved, but he seemed to be unable to speak again, and he didn't say anything.

Zhao Fuling was silent, and wanted to put the person back on the bed after a while, but Li Jingmo suddenly turned sideways and spit out a mouthful of black blood on the ground.

Zhao Fuling had never seen anyone vomit blood like this.

is that in the last days, I have seen too many strange mutants, and those who have been infected and want to force out poisonous blood have not reached the point of Li Jingmo.

A person vomits blood every once in a while, can he still be saved?

Li Jingmo leaned on Zhao Fuling's arms and had already passed out. His forehead unconsciously half-pressed against Zhao Fuling's neck, and there was a burst of cold and hot temperature.

I don't know how long it took, but the chills all over his body faded, and his forehead was as hot as a furnace.

Knowing that he really had a fever as expected, Zhao Fuling sighed resignedly.

didn't dare to feed the other party antipyretic medicine as soon as possible, she put the person on the bed, soaked the forehead with a handkerchief, and physically cooled down the armpits. But after half an hour without effect, Zhao Fuling finally took out the antipyretics.

Li Jingmo herself said that she could give it a try when the time came, then she would have the right to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

A combination of East and West, in case of miraculous effects, it is not necessarily.

Zhao Fuling took off the white silk that was already wet, washed Li Jingmo's face with a wet cloth, and fed him fever-reducing medicine with warm water. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, staring without blinking.

Li Jingmo's eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes were thick and curled, reflecting a shadow under the candlelight.

His extremely clear face, when he was asleep at the moment, looked extraordinarily well-behaved and docile.

Zhao Fuling couldn't help but think that sometimes the creator is also eccentric....

It will be extra partial to certain people, giving them a very good skin, and making them intelligent.

Such a person is excellent everywhere, but you can't feel any jealousy when you look at him.

Li Jingmo is probably such a person.

Zhao Fuling stared at him for a long time, and after coming back to her senses, she raised her hand to probe the temperature of her forehead.

After working for a long time, Li Jingmo's hot feeling dissipated, and after returning to normal body temperature, Zhao Fuling breathed a sigh of relief.

She got up and moved her sore body, and walked in front of the window to look, and it was already the middle of the night outside, and the moon had moved to the west.

Zhao Fuling was too lazy to go back, so she simply cleaned it and lay on the small bed not far away.

It's probably been a long time of tossing, and I'm a little tired physically and mentally.

Although she changed places, Zhao Fuling fell asleep quickly.

I don't know how long it took, Li Jingmo gradually came to his senses.

The pain in the internal organs was still there, and there were sharp stinging pains in the eyes.

But after a long time, this tingling sensation gradually dissipated, and there was more coolness brought by the drug.

Li Jingmo opened his eyes and touched the side of the bed for the first time.

The top of the bed was dim and quiet in the light, and the bed was silent and empty.

Li Jingmo paused, and immediately turned to look outside, but saw a person lying on the small bed.

Because the table blocked half of the view, only the hem of her skirt and feet were half-hanging out.

The other party leaned sideways, curled up slightly, and the whole person looked petite and slender.

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