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Chapter 80

The temperature in the palm of the hand touched Xu Qingcheng's skin, and it felt slightly hot.

"Yeah." Xu Qingcheng really responded.

Bo Zhiyang's expression was cryptic.

But soon, Xu Qingcheng spoke slowly: "You are my supporter now, nothing can happen to me."

As she said this, she lowered her head and said, "If something happens, who will help me?"

Such a tone makes people feel that Bo Zhiyi is an extremely important person to Xu Qingcheng.

But anyone with a discerning eye can actually tell that Xu Qingcheng didn't mean much in his words.

Bo Zhiyi still looked at him: "Really?"

"Um."

Xu Qingcheng nodded seriously, looking innocent and cute.

For a moment, Bo Zhiyi was quiet.

"It's just a fever caused by an upset stomach." He unexpectedly explained proactively.

"Then we have to go to the hospital." Xu Qingcheng still insisted.

Bo Zhiyang's eyes just looked at her for a moment.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly regretted opening her mouth. After all, she knew very well that Bo Zhiyi didn't like interference.

"Let the doctor come to the villa." Bo Zhiyang said calmly.

This is probably this person's last concession.

Xu Qingcheng said: "Okay."

"Are you relieved?" Bo Zhiyi's hand had already held Xu Qingcheng's.

She hummed.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became ambiguous, and unspeakable emotions surged in my heart.

The car was still driving smoothly towards the villa. Bo Zhiyi had already lowered his head and continued to finish the small wontons in front of him.

Xu Qingcheng stopped: "Don't eat it."

Bo Zhiyi raised his head and looked at Xu Qingcheng.

"It's cold, and eating it will be even worse for your stomach." She said awkwardly.

Xu Qingcheng had already taken the cold wontons over and quickly covered them and disposed of them.

"This wood-fired wonton must be eaten on site, it tastes the best." Xu Qingcheng made her own excuse.

Bo Zhiyi hummed, "I'll go with you next time."

Xu Qingcheng was stunned.

She thought it should be impossible.

Because Chaihuo Wonton is originally a shop in an alley, the location is cramped and tense, and everyone is sitting back to back.

Most of the food is eaten standing outside, and there is no way to get a wheelchair with a thin coat.

But Xu Qingcheng would not say this.

But Bo Zhiyi seemed to be able to sense Xu Qingcheng's thoughts, and smiled silently.

"One day, I will stand and accompany you in." Bo Zhiyi was not angry.

Xu Qingcheng was embarrassed and said nothing.

Bo Zhiyi's hand had already held hers again, and the car just stopped at the door of the villa.

...

Back to the villa.

Xu Qingcheng had already asked the housekeeper to notify the doctor.

The housekeeper was a little surprised, but seeing that Bo Zhiyi didn't say anything, he quickly went to do it.

When the doctor came, he said the same old things.

But this time, the doctor spoke to Xu Qingcheng.

"Mrs. Bo, Mr. Bo can't continue like this. There are people who are sick and don't go to the hospital or take medicine and have to fight hard."

"I even had stomach bleeding several times, and I just left without even asking for a check-up. Humans are not steel, and something big will happen sooner or later."

The doctor talked a lot, all complaining about Bo Zhiyi.

Xu Qingcheng's brows furrowed as he realized how stubborn Bo Zhiyi could be when he was sick.

"Has he always been like this?"

She found it a bit unbelievable. At least in Xu Qingcheng's memory, she had never met such a person before.

The doctor responded seriously: "Mr. Bo has always been like this, so I ask for your advice."

"okay, I get it."

Xu Qingcheng responded politely, "Sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."
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