Chapter 32:

It may be the cause of the fever. Mo Huai's movements were difficult and weak. The pants were designed with elastic bands. As usual, he untied them as soon as he pulled them. But at this moment, the more he untied, the more the straps became knotted.
"Tangtang, wait a minute, these pants are a bit difficult to take off."
Mo Huai's black eyes were wet and blurred, and water vapor filled him. He glanced at Ning Mitang imploringly, lest she dislike her being slow.
The heated room is a bit hot.
Seeing the man sweating in a hurry, Ning Mitang quickly picked up the towel on the side and wiped him gently, "Come on, Ahuai, what are you anxious for?"
Mo Huai pulled the headband, and quickly replied: "I must be in a hurry." His voice was low and heavy, shy and coy: "Tangtang, the first time I have to touch... I am very happy to touch me."
His body finally waited until Tangtang wanted to watch and touch it.
Ning Mitang was caught off guard and was taken aback by his words.
Her ear tips were hot, did Mo Huai misunderstand something?
"Ahuai." Ning Mitang was a little embarrassed. She explained, "I...I didn't want to touch you." She blushed when she said that, "I was helping just now. You rub alcohol so that it can cool down."
Mo Huai paused with his hands on the headband of his pants, "Don't you want to touch me?" In an instant, there was an incredible look on his face, and his hoarse voice was disappointing and disappointing.
Ning Mitang shook her head surely.
"Then...Tangtang continue rubbing alcohol."
Mo Huai's misty black eyes looked at her unblinkingly, and said sorrowfully. The only welfare left, he must fight for.
Ning Mitang glanced at the depressed man, reached out and touched his forehead, the temperature still remained unchanged, she quickly helped him to lie down, "Then you lie down, I'll come."
Mo Huai obediently lay down. Thinking of something, he lifted the quilt of his upper body with one hand, and let him follow the light. His naked upper body was exposed to the air, his voice was dumb, his thin red eyelids half drooped, "Tangtang, I'm lying down, you You can start."
The man's chest was frankly naked. When it was exposed under her eyes, Ning Mitang looked slightly ashamed, "Is it right?" She had to propose.
"I'm very hot and don't want to cover it." Mo Huai had a sly eye in his eyes.
He wanted Tangtang to see his body clearly, so he didn't want to cover it up.
"Tangtang?"
Mo Huai lay straight, his hands clinging to his sides cleverly, he couldn't wait to urge, that his head, which was originally hot and confused, is now sober.
Ning Mitang hesitated for a while, "Okay."
Originally Mo Huai fell asleep, Ning Mitang was not so shy and nervous, but at the moment he was conscious and she was a little hard to move. Slowly stretched his hand, touched the twisted belt and began to untie it.
The white face was focused, carefully and gently, trying not to touch Mo Huai's lower body. Her fingers were slender and white, moving dexterously. First, the most deadly layer was unwound, and then the others were already loosened, and it was very easy to untie it.
"Tangtang, hurry up, I am hot and need to wipe alcohol." Mo Huai glanced at Ning Mitang's hand and continued urging impatiently.
Ning Mitang: "..." She thought he was quite energetic at this time.
Mo Huai looked at her blankly.
Her hands trembled slightly. As soon as her fingertips touched the black pants, Mo Huai trembled suddenly.
"What's the matter?" Ning Mitang quickly retracted her hand and asked in confusion.
Mo Huai lowered his eyes, blushing at the base of his ears, not knowing whether it was hot or shy. He was a little shy, "I, I'm excited."
Ning Mitang pressed her lips tightly, holding back her smile.
"Tangtang, you continue, I won't move anymore." Mo Huai fluttered with long and curled black eyelashes, eyes full of expectation and shame.
No longer entangled, Ning Mitang directly stretched out her hand to pull the man's trousers. Mo Huai raised her body very cooperatively. She easily pulled the trousers down, stuck at the knees, and a pair of dark gray underwear stood out.
In the next second, Ning Mitang pulled the quilt over and covered it with one hand, only to breathe a sigh of relief.
Mo Huai was overjoyed at first, and then a little dissatisfied, "Tangtang, hot, don't cover the quilt." He stretched out his hand to open it.
"It's just a quilt." Ning Mitang suppressed, not letting him move.
Mo Huai had always listened to her, and his body temperature was very high at this time, and the breathing between his nose was hot. He weakly said, "Okay."
Soon, after cotton was soaked with alcohol, she bent down and rubbed against Mo Huai's thigh.
The man's muscular thighs were laid flat and put in black pajamas. The complexion became paler, but he was not feminine at all. The thighs were tight, the muscles were distinct, and the inner line was very attractive.
Mo Huai looked up slightly. The girl’s white fingers pinched a bunch of cotton and rubbed it back and forth at the base of his thigh. The alcohol rubbed on the skin and it was cool and comfortable. In addition, the girl’s fingertips accidentally touched him for a while. excitement.
"Tangtang, work harder." He was hoarse.
"Itchy."
"It's cool, Tangtang, very comfortable."
Ning Mitang gave her hand, her small porcelain face was stained red, "Don't...Don't talk." Not only did she think of Pianpin, it also made her feel like she was bullying him.
Mo Huai pressed his thin lips obediently, and looked down at his body without blinking.
Perhaps he was scratched by the girl's fingertips again, and he couldn't help but snorted again, both comfortable and uncomfortable. The throat slid up and down, with fatal sexiness.
Ning Mitang held his gaze, her face flushed, she tried to ignore the hot and hot temperature on her face, and tried her best to ignore the small tent set up in front of the corner covered by the quilt.
After a while, after wiping it back and forth several times, Ning Mitang stopped, "Okay."
At this moment, Mo Huai, who was still enjoying, didn't know whether his face was hot or shy. He finally got a little color and was no longer too pale. He hesitated and asked in a low voice, "I still want to wipe alcohol."
Ning Mitang shook her head, "Don't rub too much, Ahuai, you can sleep for a while."
The expectant black eyes darkened for a few minutes, and the whole person seemed to collapse. He whispered, "Okay." He may still be in a weak state, and Mo Huai soon fell asleep after being excited.
In the early morning of the next day, the sky was gray and gray, and it was not bright yet, the cold wind roared outside, and the room was warm and quiet.
When Mo Huai woke up, he moved his body and felt the strange feeling around him. He realized that Ning Mitang was lying on the bed and fell asleep. On the quilt, the white tender little hand was holding his big hand, and his fingers intertwined. , Naturally shelved on it.
The thin white lips were slightly raised, with a faint smile. He sat up, trying to carry the girl to bed.
"Huh?" Ning Mitang raised her head, her black eyes were hazy, with a deep sense of sleepiness, her clear voice was mixed with a bit of laziness just waking up, and her tail was sticky, she said vaguely: " Ahuai, are you awake?"
"I'm awake. Tangtang, I'll take you to bed, okay?" Mo Huai was very distressed when he saw the red blood in the girl's eyes.
Ning Mitang did not respond. She reached out her hand to check the temperature of his forehead. Under her palm, the man's body temperature was still very high.
"Ahuai, your body temperature hasn't dropped." The two beautiful eyes frowned, she said sadly.
It's been one night, so many methods have not worked...
"Tangtang, don't worry."
Mo Huai stretched out his fingertips, smoothed her wrinkled brows, and then leaned her big head on her shoulders, with a low voice, husky but full of magnetism, "Now I feel more energetic than last night."
"Ahuai."
Ning Mitang looked at the gray and hazy sky outside, just like her mood at this time.
After a moment of silence, Ning Mitang touched the short black hair that tickled the side of her face, "Or, I will take you to the doctor?" She thought a lot, even if Mo Huai is not a normal person, he is still a physical body. In this case, injections may be effective for him to reduce fever.
Mo Huai rubbed her face affectionately, smelling the fragrant body scent of her body, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. He obediently said, "I listen to Tangtang."
It was already past nine o'clock when I went to the hospital. The hospital was always crowded with people around it, and the smell of disinfectant water was pungent.
For Ning Mitang, this is the place she least wants to come. Yesterday was because of helplessness, to save people, and today is for Mo Huai. Here, she smelled not only the smell of disinfectant, but also the smell of people who are about to die. It was not only the nose, but also the soul that was tortured. Faced with the life and death of the patient, she could only do nothing.
The one who saw the doctor was an old doctor. He looked at the thermometer Ning Mitang handed him with a serious expression, "41 degrees, a super fever. How long has it lasted?"
Ning Mitang stood beside Mo Huai and replied, "It's been a whole night. I took anti-fever medicine and rubbed alcohol, but nothing worked."
"Why don't you come to the hospital earlier, it is easy to burn your brain with such a high fever." The old doctor asked several questions in a row, frowning, he picked up the stethoscope next to him and hung it on his ears, "Pick up his clothes. "
Ning Mitang's hand on Mo Huai's shoulder shook, Mo Huai raised his head and looked at her with an unclear expression.
"Doctor, don't listen to your heartbeat." Ning Mitang frowned nervously.
The old doctor glanced at Ning Mitang dissatisfied, and felt that the little girl was ignorant and hindered his work. "Not listening to the heartbeat." He said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Is there any noise? Your boyfriend has such a high fever, it is difficult to guarantee There is no inflammation in both lungs and trachea. Besides, even listening to the heartbeat is normal."
Ning Mitang's eyes sank, she hesitated a bit, if...
"Pull up your clothes." The old doctor told Mo Huai.
Mo Huai glanced at him coldly. He only listened to Tangtang's words, turned his head to look at the tangled girl beside him, and shouted, "Tangtang?"
"Young man, hurry up, do you still need to consider?" The old doctor became impatient and urged. When he saw the young man listening to his girlfriend everything, he helped his glasses and looked unhappy. Who is the patient?
In less than a moment, Ning Mitang leaned over to Mo Huai, helping him half roll up the clothes in front of him.
The old doctor glanced at her, picked up the ear of the stethoscope, leaned into Mo Huai's clothes, and pressed it on his chest.
At this time, the room is quiet, and the surrounding air seems to have stopped flowing.
Ning Mitang grabbed Mo Huai's clothes and slowly tightened her hands, watching the old doctor's expression nervously.
The girl's overly focused gaze caught Mo Huai's attention. He stretched out his hand to straighten her face, facing himself, Tangtang's attention was his.
Ning Mitang glared at Mo Huai, her heart that was tense was instantly disturbed by his childish behavior, and she couldn't laugh or cry.
The time to wait for the result flows slowly.
After a while, the old doctor finished the examination. He took off the stethoscope and slowly said, "No inflammation was found." He said while writing, "Now I will prescribe medicine for you. I will get a drip after the payment. The fever goes down quickly."
Ning Mitang helped Mo Huai tidy up her clothes. When she heard this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the old doctor had found nothing.
However, when the old doctor wrote the medicine list, he was full of regrets, shook his head, and said to Mo Huai: "Young man, your heartbeat is so weak that you can hardly hear it. I suggest you do it. ECG, check it."
"Doctor, what do you say is weak?"
In an instant, Ning Mitang raised her head in disbelief.
The author has something to say: Because I joined the new job these two days, the work I was exposed to was completely unfamiliar, and it was painful to learn. In contrast, Wushuang still loves codewords and will work hard to update~~
Thank you very much for the beauty:? I saw you through the wine glass~ I dropped it, and thank you other beauties who sent nutrient solutions, (づ￣3￣)づ╭
Little Yiyi: "Tangtang, I'm hot, you hug me."
Ning Mitang: "Isn't it hotter to hold?"
Xiao Yiyi: "Then...then you can kiss me."