Chapter 88

She has a fever?

Li Jingchen frowned, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "You deserve it!"

asked you to save Li Xuyang, what did you get in exchange?

He took a deep breath, turned around and picked up his phone, and called Chu Mo's phone.

"Big Young Master, is there something wrong with you, I'm tinkering with your new medicine!" Chu Mo's voice was full of excitement, and there was a hint of urgency not wanting to be disturbed.

Li Jingchen said in a deep voice: "You come over now, Lu Wanwan has a fever." ”

Chu Mo paused and said, "Have a fever?" Then you can find a wet towel to give her a cold compress, and ask me to say, there is nothing more important than developing a new medicine for you now, and besides, I am your personal doctor, and I am only responsible for your health." ”

Li Jingchen said coldly: "Within half an hour, get over for me!"

In the next second, he saw Lu Wanwan on the bed open his small mouth, as if he was muttering something.

He quickly ended the call with Chu Mo, leaned over, and just caught her murmuring: "It's so cold, dean's mother......"

Is the dean's mother from the treatment center?

Li Jingchen didn't know, in fact, he didn't know much about her past, and the only thing he knew was what Chu Mo told him.

Thinking of what Chu Mo said on the phone just now, Li Jingchen went to the bathroom and wrung a wet towel out, but just happened to bump into a tear from the corner of Lu Wanwan's eye.

Without thinking about it, he wiped away her tears and put a wet towel over her hot forehead.

"You deserve ......it," he couldn't help but scold again, but his voice was much softer than before.

Seeing that she was shaking badly, Li Jingchen simply hugged her into his arms and covered her with all his quilts.

Lu Wanwan had something to rely on, and couldn't help but grab Li Jingchen's shirt with her little hand, and murmured unconsciously: "Mother Dean, I'm afraid of ......"

Dean's mother again?

Li Jingchen frowned and said, "The person who is holding you now is me." ”

She didn't know if she heard it or not, she just sobbed lowly.

Li Jingchen was a little impatient by her crying, and thought to himself, did Chu Mo dare to grind a little more?

Half an hour later—

Li Jingchen's door was knocked, he looked down at Lu Wanwan, who was clutching his clothes, thought about it, and said directly: "Come in, the door is not locked." ”

Chu Mo then gently unscrewed the doorknob, and almost laughed out loud when he saw the scene in the room.

How can the eldest young master of their family, who has always been cold-hearted, act like an old hen who only hatches eggs?

And Steward Zhou was following behind Chu Mo, staring at Chu Mo like a thief.

After entering the door, Chu Mo said to Steward Zhou with a smile: "Steward Zhou, I said it all, I came to consult Miss Lu, now you should believe it, right?"

Steward Zhou casually touched Lu Wanwan and found that it was indeed very hot, so he nodded and left.

After Chu Mo closed the door, he turned around and complained: "This old witch, every time I am worried that I will secretly bring new medicine to treat your eyes, I will follow me if I say anything!"

As he spoke, he took out a thermometer and "dropped" it on Lu Wanwan's forehead: "38.8°, high fever, young master, what did she do?"

Li Jingchen said coldly: "Jump into the lake." ”

Chu Mo was surprised: "She couldn't stand your temper, so she chose to commit suicide by jumping into the lake?"

Li Jingchen sneered: "She is here to save Li Xuyang." ”

Chu Mo was even more surprised: "Then she is a traitor, why didn't the eldest young master let her be burned to death?"

Li Jingchen raised his eyes to look at him, not angry and arrogant.

Chu Mo didn't dare to be cheap anymore, and while taking out the needle, he said, "Then I'll give her an injection, it's better and faster." ”

Seeing him say that, he was about to lift Lu Wanwan's quilt, and Li Jingchen began to frown again: "What are you going to do?"

Chu Mo blinked, very innocent: "Injection." ”

Hearing this, Li Jingchen directly reached out and broke his needle.

Chu Mo had no choice but to set up the infusion stand next to the bed, and asked bitterly: "That infusion, this is always okay, young master?"

Li Jingchen didn't say anything, just took out Lu Wanwan's little hand that was holding him from the quilt and handed it to Chu Mo: "Lighter." ”

Under the thin layer of skin, the girl's green tendons are clearly visible, and I don't know how much it hurts to pierce this needle.

Chu Mo saw Li Jingchen staring at his every move, as if if if he was not careful, Lu Wanwan would be like a jade, and he couldn't help but wonder if this was the magic of "the old house on fire"? It was simply incorrigible!