Chapter 731: : You can't be gentle (3)

Because I asked for a glass of water and drank the anti-alcohol medicine at the pharmacy just now, I reluctantly reluctantly after I was well, walked to his door and looked at the door in front of me After listening to the movement inside, I was still considering whether to go in.
Really have a fever? If you just pretend to be sick to lie to her?
Even if you really have a fever, you still don't call a doctor at 40 degrees. Is it because you eat too much brain damage?
After hesitating for a long time, before knocking on the door, the door in front of me suddenly heard the sound of being opened from the inside. I was taken aback for a moment. I raised my eyes and saw Rong Qian leaning weakly against the door. When I saw her coming , He raised his hand to signal her to go in, and at the same time turned and leaned against the wall, in a posture that was not stable at all.
It is already midnight, and it is impossible for the security guard outside to suddenly call the owner and say someone is coming, so Rong Qian has been waiting for her?
There was only dim light coming out, Anhao walked forward and saw only one floor lamp was on in the living room. Even in the dim light, Rong Qian's face was not good, and his gasping voice was heavier than usual. Some, it seems that I just leaned against the wall with no strength, grinned, clearly uncomfortable, but smiled as if I was in a good mood: "I knew you would come..."
His voice is still dumb, and he has become so ill that he has not forgotten Dese.
Anhao gave him a white look: "Really have a fever?"
Rong Qian leaned against the wall and raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I will pretend to be sick most of the night?"
Anhao glanced at him again, and walked into the door defensively. After looking around, Rong Qian suddenly said, "I don't have any wolves or tigers here, do you seem to have entered a tiger's den?"
Anhao twitched the corner of his mouth, then turned his head and glanced at him: "Aren't you a jackal, tiger and leopard? Who do you think I am defending?
Rong Qian laughed immediately, but his face was haggard. He raised his hand and pulled his hair, and said with a weak smile: "Yes, but a jackal, tiger and leopard with a fever of 40 degrees can't do anything to you. "
"I wouldn't come if I didn't listen to you burning it like this." An Hao muttered and walked over. As soon as he got closer, he felt the burning-hot breath that only a high fever can exude from Rong Qian's body. She frowned, "The fever is so severe? Why don't you call a doctor? Where is the light switch?"
Rong Qian raised his finger and pointed at the wall on the other side of the door, then turned weakly and staggered to the side of the sofa, and fell on the sofa with one end. Seeing that he fell directly on the sofa, he was speechless. Turning around, first turned on the chandelier in the guest lamp, squinted his eyes to adjust to the light for a while, and went directly with the medicine in his hand: "Then, I bought you anti-fever medicine."
"Yeah..." Rong Qian buried his head in the sofa, barely replied, but remained motionless.
Anhao's face was unhappy, she reached out and touched his shoulder, then put her hand on his ear and touched it again. Don't blame her for not touching his forehead. Who made him bury his face in the pillow, she always Can't pull him out of the sofa.
It's really hot!
"Why, you said you have a fever, and you called me inexplicably. Fortunately, you were lucky to catch me out tonight, otherwise you thought I would come to your house in the middle of the night to buy you medicine?" Anhao He looked at him reluctantly at this motionless appearance: "I bought you the medicine and it's pretty good. Shouldn't you wait for me to boil the water and pour the water and wait for you to drink the medicine?"
Rong Qian turned his head at this moment, looked at the obvious impatience in Anhao's eyes, and said in a lazy mute voice: "Will you die if you wait?"
"Yes!" Anhao threw the medicine on the coffee table next to him: "Take it myself! I'm not a family doctor! I don't even owe you! I don't even call the doctor for the virtue of burning. Give it to me, are you sick?"
"Well, I'm sick." Rong Qian hummed with his eyes closed.
well:"……"
The face is really thick, he is indeed Rong Xue's younger brother, who is so special.
She rolled her eyes and did not intend to care about him again: "I have not resolved my own business, and I am not in the mood to care about you. Then, I bought the medicine, let alone I didn't save it. If I bought the medicine, if you don’t take it, Don't find me if you die."
After that, she left him alone, and walked around the sofa.
She has absolutely no sympathy for Rong Qianke, and she will suddenly ask the driver to drive the car here, and it is definitely because she is too drunk to have a normal brain.
Just about to walk out, Rong Qianqi's Ai Ai's voice was heard from the sofa: "What time is it?"
Anhao took a moment to look at the time as he walked out, and replied lukewarmly: "Half half past zero."
"You showed up with me at a time like this, if I really burned to death today, the news headline tomorrow will definitely be Zuo Hancheng’s wife night meeting with a mysterious young boy, the boy died tragically at home, the truth of sumo wrestling with this kind of news, all over the world... …"
An okay temple jumped again, and he turned his eyes unbearably to look at the who had fallen on the sofa and remained motionless: "What kind of boy? Are you a boy? Shameless?!"
Rong Qian snorted, his voice still weak: "Anyway, if I burn to death like this tonight, you will never get out of the relationship. The security of this community has seen you come in. There is also the monitoring in the elevator and the monitoring in front of the community. By the way, did you come by taxi? And the driver... are all witnesses..."
Anhao only felt that the headache had just relieved a little bit and was more painful. She suddenly turned her eyes to look around, looking for any weapons that could be used on the ground. She didn't have to wait for him to burn to death. She killed him directly!
Anyway, her current alcohol concentration in her body is not low, and she can be sentenced to a few years less if she says she is drunk and murdered!
After searching for a long time, there was nothing on the ground, and Rong Qian's voice came from behind again: "I feel really dying now..."
Anhao looked back in the direction of the sofa, hesitated for a moment, turned and walked back, closed the door of the room, walked back to the sofa, raised his foot and kicked his lap: "Can you still sit up? ?"
Rong Qian kept lying on the sofa and turned his eyes to look at her again: "You help me."
"I'll help you?" Anhao squeezed his fist, but didn't hold back and kicked him up: "I'll help you up! Get up quickly! Take the medicine, don't really burn him out!"
Rong Qian didn't move, his voice was weak: "Lack of strength..."
Anhao ignored him, picked up the medicine on the coffee table and looked around, found a cup and a water purifier, and poured some water over: "Hurry up, I don’t know if you have hot water at home, I’ll pour some first. You can drink the water at room temperature. Just take the medicine as soon as possible. I will help you boil some hot water when I turn around. Get up and don’t pretend to be dead!
Seeing that Rong Qian didn't move, she raised her foot and kicked him twice again: "Don't force me to do it, let me tell you!"
"You woman can't be gentle?"