Chapter 236: Handsome, he is sick, just hit a meal, 32

The old man was so angry that he couldn’t say anything, and he stayed in the handsome house.
Fortunately, the drug was really effective. At night, Azhao’s fever was controlled.
The people in the whole house are relieved, and the green bamboo is thankful in the heart.
As a person who served on Azhao personally, Azhao had a problem, she could not take responsibility.
When it was near dawn, Azhao had already retired and people woke up.
Huo Song, who kept her all night, sighed.
"Huo Wei?" A Zhao just opened his eyes, and he was vague and saw the familiar figure.
Huo Yin sounds a bit dumb: "Are you awake? Is it still uncomfortable?"
A little uncomfortable.
The scorpion is dry, sore and sore, and the skin is itchy.
However, A Zhao did not say anything, and shouted at him again: "You are not angry with me?"
Huo Huo tightened his lips and looked at the people on the bed with lights.
She is like this, as if she can never grasp the point.
Or, her focus is always different from others.
Such a person.
How can he get angry?
He slid down and broke his face, his face licking her face.
"I am not angry."
Azhao put his heart down.
Huo Wei, this person will not lie to her, he said that he is not angry, that is really not angry.
With such relief, she began to become squeamish.
"Cheat, you have ignored me for so long." She complained softly.
Huo Hao holds her hand with a good temper: "I am busy with the business... Ok, sorry, it is my fault. It won't be."
A Zhao was satisfied with the smile, and finally he finally began to say: "I am thirsty..."
The Shuai Shuai lights are lit up in many places.
Huo Wei personally gave Azhao a warm water, and let the poor old doctor pull out from the warm bed and check it out for Azhao. After confirming that there is nothing wrong with eating, the green bamboo will be kept in the kitchen. The porridge is served.
A Zhao was weak in his body, and he was seriously ill. After he finished eating things, he began to feel sleepy.
Huo Wei stayed by her side, watching her look gradually quiet, and her breathing slowly became shallow, and she got up.
The look was once again cold, and the tenderness in the face of Azhao disappeared in front of others.
He went straight to the courtyard of Mrs. Six.
Both Huo Xianxian and Mrs. Six did not fall asleep.
After Huo Xianxian went back, she said that she was seriously ill with Mrs. Six. After she had a sigh of relief, she sighed.
"I really shouldn’t be soft..."
Huo Xianxian did not understand what she meant: "What are you talking about?"
The six ladies look rare and gentle, and reach out and touch the daughter's hair top: "Nothing, I want to stay alone for a while, you go to rest."
When Huo Wei came to the yard, Mrs. Six was sitting alone in the yard to make tea.
"Great coach, early." She saw that Huo Wei was surprised at all.
Huo Wei did not speak.
Mrs. Six did not care, brewed two cups of tea, and reached out to Huo Wei: "Please sit down."
Huo Wei looked at her like it was the first time she knew this six-woman who had never felt a sense in the government.
He didn't move the cup of tea: "The tea of ​​the six ladies, the handsome dare not drink."
Mrs. Six smiled and didn't care about his words. She took a shallow drink.
"You know why I came over," said Huo Wei.
Mrs. Six put down the teacup and said softly: "If I said, I don't know?"