Chapter 912: : Refused to accept

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"it is good."
"You..." Mo Xue really can't screw a patient, although he hates him and hates him, but he is a patient after all. Thinking of this, any hatred and disgust softened. Helplessly rubbed his temples: "Then take some medicine, if you continue to burn down later, no matter what you say, you must go to the hospital."
He smiled.
Mo Xue started to find medicines. Although she came back from the United States, she should have nothing at home, but her brother was very caring and prepared everything for her. She wanted to have a fever, a stomachache, and other necessary medicines. .
Looking at the instructions, she took out a lot of pills and received hot water. When she wanted to hand it to him, she suddenly remembered: "Oh, did you eat at night? Can these medicines be taken on an empty stomach." "
Ji Lanlan was tired and half lying on the sofa, with one hand on the forehead, and the silver eyes did not have the usual sharpness, but carried a few pitiful distresses.
He didn't speak.
Mo Xue wanted to think about what he said when he asked, and waited for an afternoon here. Since waiting for an afternoon, there must be nothing to eat: "You haven't eaten anything, right?"
"Are you going to do it for me?" he said with a smile.
Mo Xue's face sternly said: "My family doesn't have any good things, I just have to make up for you to eat." She seemed to be unwilling to lose, and walked towards the kitchen after she finished speaking.
What should people eat if they have a fever? I thought about it for a while in the kitchen.
Not greasy, not spicy, but only light.
I found some matsutake mushrooms and winter mushrooms. After washing them, I took out the white rice. Only to cook some white porridge. In order to make the porridge taste a little, don't make it so difficult to import, I only found the mushrooms.
While cooking the porridge, Mo Xue had been sitting in the kitchen and did not go out to see him. Until half an hour later, the porridge was well cooked, and then he went out with a large pot of porridge.
Jiu Lanmu was lying on the sofa with her eyes closed as if she were asleep, eh? Are you asleep or dead? Putting down the porridge, Mo Xue walked over: "Jiu Lanmo?"
He didn't respond...
Mo Xue stretched out his fingers and carefully probed his nose, the breath he exhaled was so hot, like steam. Just when Mo Xue was about to withdraw his hand.
Silver Eyes suddenly opened and grabbed her hand: "Do you think I'm dead?" he said lazily.
Mo Xue smiled embarrassingly and broke his hand from his palm: "No, I just want to wake you up to eat. By the way, how are you feeling now?"
"It feels average." He replied indifferently, forcibly supporting his body, allowing the tired body to go from half-lying to good.
Mo Xue did not hurry to put the matsutake porridge in the pot into a small bowl. Nono said: "There is white porridge. I know that your picky tongue is probably not used to this kind of thing. You just It’s delicious to fill your appetite."
Jiu Lanyu didn't speak, looking at the steaming porridge on the table: "Mo Xue, do you think, this patient, do I have the strength to hold the bowl?"
"You have no energy, do you want me to feed you?" she asked in surprise.
After seeing Jiu Lanmu's firm eyes, she wished she could slap herself, why did she come up with such a rhetorical question, isn't it to find something for herself?
The two were silent, silent.
Jiu Lanmo didn't speak, and Mo Xue didn't move. Watching that porridge had been exhaling heat, it would be cold when it was put down again, and then glance at Jiu Lanmo's weak look!
"Only this time! The only and last time!" Mo Xue said with a firm attitude.
Faintly smiled.
She picked up the bowl with a straight face, and sat on the side of the sofa. She kept thinking that he was a patient, a patient, and taking care of a patient was not a sinful thing. So it was only because he was sick that he would take care of him. It is impossible to let him die in my house.
Scooped a spoonful of porridge and delivered it to Jiu Lan's lips.
Silver Eye glanced: "It's so hot... hey..."
"You!" Mo Xue blocked her chest in one breath, ah! This guy! If it were not for your illness, I really wish I could spill you out with salt.
When the spoon was received, she blew gently, and really wished to secretly spit a few saliva into it, but the urge to hold back, and then handed him.
He opened his lips and swallowed the porridge.
Mouth after mouthful, bowl after bowl, all three bowls went down, Mo Xue thought that his picky tongue should take a few bites and would not continue to eat.
But I didn't expect him to finish the whole pot of porridge!
He looked at the empty pot in surprise, and then looked at Jiu Lanmu doubtfully: "Did you just run out of the prison and haven't eaten for a few days after being hungry?"
"It tastes a little bit worse." Jiu Lanmu licked her lips, and the bull's head said nothing to the horse's mouth.
Mo Xue tied a knot on his forehead, this abominable person: "You taste so bad! You eat so much! Hum!" Angrily cleared the table, and then handed the medicine and water to Ji Lanmu: "Hurry up and take the medicine! "
After sitting on the sofa and watching Jiu Lanyu taking the medicine, Mo Xue felt relieved, holding her cheeks, and it was almost 10 o'clock now. It's not too early, so he can't drive back by himself.
After thinking about it, Mo Xue said in a gentle tone: "Jiu Lanmo, you call and let your genius come down to pick you up."
Silver eyes sank: "It's a shame, I didn't bring the phone out."
"Then I will lend you the phone, you call."
"I forgot the number." He immediately threw out this sentence.
"You lied! Believe me or not, I threw you out like this?" She stood up and frowned at him. It is absolutely impossible for her to stay here. Even if he is a patient, even if he is a friend of An Yuchen, she can't pass the hurdle in her heart.
He smiled: "Okay, if you can lift me up."
Speaking like a ruffian, Mo Xue clenched her fist, do you still need to lift it? She can kick him directly! Although I thought about it in my heart, Mo Xue did not implement it like this: "I will take your temperature again, and if you have a fever, I will go to your house and let your subordinates come to pick you up."
With that, Mo Xue took out the thermometer and took his temperature as in the previous step. This time Mo Xue learned the essence and put it in. When he brushed it, he pulled out his hand and did not give Jiu Lanmo any chance.
wait……
"Did you make a mistake? 41 degrees 9?" Mo Xue completely froze, the thermometer was almost ready to report, and she ate something and took medicine again. Why hasn't the fever gone? Or is it slow? But that won't keep heating up? !
Mo Xue grabbed her hair anxiously and looked at Jiu Lanmo: "No, you have to go to the hospital!"
He said Mo Xue was going to call an ambulance.
She grabbed her hair irritably with one hand.
At this time, silver eyes fell on the neck covered by her black hair, as well as the clavicle looming beneath the neck: "Moxue...come!"