In the VIP ward of the hospital

Jing Yanhao was lying on the hospital bed, with a drip on the back of her hand, and when the doctor said that she was only in a temporary shock coma and would not be in danger of life, Mu Liuhuan's tense nerves were slightly relaxed.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Mu Liuhuan asked uneasily.

"The patient is greatly stimulated before the coma, and the brain activates the self-protection mechanism, and all of them fall into a coma. Wait for her to rest a little longer, and she will wake up. The doctor explained.

Mu Liuhuan's hands kept holding Jing Yanhao's hand tightly, very nervous and afraid, worried that she would suddenly disappear.

The back of his red, swollen hand was conspicuously stained with coagulated blood.

The assistant persuaded: "Mr. Mu, your hand is injured, can you go and bandage it?" ”

"I'm fine." Mu Liuhuan waved his hand impatiently.

It was an injury he had suffered while picking at the elevator door with his hand, and it was nothing to him.

The assistant couldn't understand in his heart, it was clear that Mr. Mu cared so much about Miss Jing, and when he knew that she was trapped in the elevator, he was about to go crazy, and he had never seen Mr. Mu so panicked. But since she cares so much about Miss Jing, why do you still let her work as a cleaner in the company?

I really don't understand!

"You go and find out who let Yan Yan go to the elevator, and then you put that person in the elevator and release it tomorrow."

Mu Liuhuan looked at Jing Yanhao with gentle eyes, and what he said to the assistant in his mouth was also merciless.

The assistant couldn't help but tremble in his heart, Mu Liuhuan's heart eyes were really as small as the tip of a needle. Jing Yanhao hadn't woken up yet, and he was already working to avenge her.

"Okay, Mr. Mu, I'll do it right away."

After the assistant left, Mu Liuhuan stayed by Jing Yanhao's bedside, he looked at the unconscious little person, grabbed her hand, and sighed softly: "Yanyan, you always make me lose control." ”

But after a while, Jing Yanhao's body began to tremble slightly, and his lips continued to moan in pain.

Mu Liuhuan noticed that her cheeks were redder than just now, and the back of his hand was pressed against her forehead, and her body temperature was frighteningly high.

Without hesitation, he pressed the alarm bell at the head of the bed, and twenty seconds later, a doctor with two nurses hurriedly walked in.

"39 degrees fever." A nurse said to the doctor after taking Jing Yan's temperature.

The doctor carefully checked Jing Yanhao's pupils, checked the back of her hand for infusion, and then instructed the nurse to fill her dropper bottle with some more medicine.

After the doctor left, Mu Liuhuan followed the doctor's instructions, took a bowl of cold boiled water, moistened it with a cotton swab, and gently wiped it on her chapped lips.

"But she didn't drink it at all?" Mu Liuhuan muttered to himself.

He thought for a moment, then took a sip of water and put it into her mouth.

This method was very effective, Jing Yanhao seemed to be very thirsty, and swallowed it immediately.

Mu Liuhuan hooked the corners of her lips slightly, and used this effective method to send her a few mouthfuls of water one after another.

Her throat was moistened with water, and Jing Yan, who was unconscious, felt that her throat was much more comfortable, and she felt as if something was attached to her lips, soft and cold.

Before she could tell what it was, the thing on her lips was gone, her eyebrows twitching slightly, and then she felt the thing cover it again.

Jing Yanhao's lips moved unconsciously, and he couldn't help but poke out his tongue and lick it gently.