Soon, footsteps came, Su Lingling turned her eyes, Mo Fan walked towards her with the documents, the man's eyes were gentle, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It should be." The corners of her lips raised lightly, "Then I'll leave first." She was about to turn around and take a step.
"Mo Fan, are you back?" The girl's vague voice came from the bedroom, her sleepy look, and her voice was soft.
Su Lingling looked at Mo Fan, but saw Mo Fan look at the bedroom, then calmly look at Su Lingling, who looks unnatural, and said to her, "You go, be careful on the road."
She came back to her senses, "Yeah."
Su Lingling walked out of the apartment with the documents, and was not moved by his words, "Be careful of safety on the road."
Standing in the elevator downstairs, what she couldn't see was the soft voice just now, the girl was on his bed?
In the apartment.
Mo Fan walked into the bedroom and saw the quilt moving, "Are you a pig? Can you sleep for a day?"
"I'm so thirsty... Is there any water to drink?" Her throat was so dry.
Mo Fan stood in front of the bed with a faint look, "You haven't really slept for a day, right? I don't know if I have water to drink? Don't you look into the tea room?"
"Yeah~" She felt a little uncomfortable, and she groaned and stopped talking.
Mo Fan was speechless. He asked patiently, "Did you eat breakfast?"
"……without."
"I didn't eat Chinese food? Where is the dinner?" I looked at the shoes placed in front of the bed, and it was the same as when he went out in the morning.
"I want to drink water, don't be too verbally... so thirsty."
Mo Fan heard her weakness, and he concentrated, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"You are really nagging!" She pulled the quilt open in annoyance, "I'm so thirsty."
Mo Fan quickly turned around because she was wearing his shirt and was sleeping without a sleeping position, and her thighs were exposed.
"I'll pour you water, you can cover the quilt quickly." As he said that, he walked to the living room.
Han Jiamei realized that she might have been exposed, so she used all her strength to pull the quilt back over the cover.
After a while, Mo Fan came to the bed with a water cup.
Han Jiamei wanted to hold her up, but she failed after two times.
Mo Fan put down the water cup and sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to help her up, "Why are your body so hot?" He reached out to her forehead and actually had a fever!
"Shui..." She was almost burning and confused, unable to open her eyes, leaning softly in his arms, and her body was still wrapped in a quilt.
Mo Fan brought the cup and carefully fed her half a glass of water.
Put down the cup, he helped her lie down, "Wait." Then he went to get the medicine box.
He has antipyretics here, which were taken from Shen Yi, and the effect is particularly good.
Insert the straw into the bottle of medicine, come to the bed and help her up again, "Come on, take the medicine."
She closed her eyes, "I won't drink, I'm going to sleep."
"You have a fever." Mo Fan took the straw to her dry lips, "This is a fever-reducing medicine, come, open your mouth."
"I don't take medicine." She struggled and turned over and fell into the bed. "I never take medicine or get injections."
"Do you have to bear it when you are sick?" Mo Fan reached out to catch her, "Don't be willful. You have to listen to me here, otherwise you will go out."
"Do you still have a conscience?" Han Jia's beautiful girl frowned and opened her eyes uncomfortable, "I have a fever, are you still driving me away?"
As she said that, she actually started crying, as if she had suffered a huge grievance.
In fact, it was only Mo Fan's words that triggered all her emotional points.