Chapter 100

On the other side.

After the housekeeper gets the medicine at the door, he goes back to the building in a hurry to let the servant take care of Miss Song. He hopes to help Miss Song get rid of her fever.

Ji Ling was angry and annoyed when she heard that the servants were running around because they were taking care of song Qingcheng, who was feverish.

The housekeeper just came in with the medicine and was hit by Ji Ling.

"Housekeeper, you are so busy that you are not tired?" Ji Ling's voice is strange.

"I'm joking. It's my job. Of course I'm not tired."

"When did your job become to serve song Qingcheng? If other people don't know, they think you two are doing something shameful while my brother is away! "

The housekeeper was slightly embarrassed. "Miss, this meal can be eaten indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. At my age, I can be the elder of Miss Song. Let alone Miss Song is my master, even if it's a normal relationship, I won't do that. Not to mention, Miss Song is still Mr. Song's wife. "

The meaning of the housekeeper's last sentence is to remind Ji Ling of the identity of Miss Song.

Ji Ling was choked by the housekeeper's words, but she was speechless. At last, she only said, "just know. In the future, those who should be in charge should not worry too much. "

"The lady reminded me." The housekeeper knows the temper of the young lady. If she can say less, she can say less.

"What do you have in your hand?" Ji Ling stares at the medicine in the housekeeper's hand.

"It's the antipyretic that Mr. Song sent to miss song." The housekeeper is honest. What does the lady dare to do with the things sent by the gentleman?!

"It's just a fever. Just drink some water and have a sleep. What medicine do you take? Give me the medicine Ji Ling reached out to ask the housekeeper for the medicine.

"Miss, this is the medicine that my husband told me to give to miss song." The meaning of the housekeeper is very clear.

It was her brother who told her. Ji Ling knew that the servants in her family would not dare to disobey her, and she did not dare to fight against her brother, so she had to compromise, "OK, take it, I'll give it to her."

The housekeeper seemed to be a little hesitant, but the young lady's temperament was not easy to offend, so the housekeeper had to give her the medicine.

He had already said that he meant to be a gentleman, and the young lady must not dare to make a mistake.

Ji Ling took the medicine and went upstairs. She pushed open the door of the master bedroom and went in.

There are two servants in the bedroom to cool song Qingcheng with ice bags by the bed. They all look very anxious.

Song Qingcheng was lying on the bed, his face was bloodless, and his lips were dry and cracked because of his fever. He looked very serious.

Deserve it, who let her go home on thud, don't give her a lesson, don't know their season who is the most powerful!

"You all go out. I'll take care of her." Ji Ling came in to speak.

The two servants looked at each other. Who didn't know that this young lady was naturally spoiled and couldn't keep up with Miss Song? How could she take care of Miss Song with such kindness today?

The two servants were a little trusting of the young lady.

Ji Ling saw them grinding and chirping like this, and immediately got angry, "what are you looking at? You can't believe Miss Ben, can you?"

"Miss has misunderstood us. We are just afraid of tiring miss." One of the servants gave a pep talk and said.

"Put the things away and get out." Ji Ling sat down on the chair beside the table. She doesn't look like she's here to take care of people.

But the servant did not dare to say it, so he had to step back.

After the servants quit, Ji Ling crudely pushes the ice bag on Song Qingcheng's forehead onto the pillow.

What to apply? Burn to death!

Ji Ling felt that she was not able to relieve her Qi, so she looked at the medicine in her hand. The color of the eyes turned, and then a sly smile rose from the corner of the mouth.

She took the medicine apart and simply looked at the instructions.

One at a time, twice a day.

But she decisively peeled two pills out, and then seemed to feel that the dose was not enough, and peeled another one out. Put down the remaining medicine, stand up, hold up song Qingcheng's head, give her medicine.

Song Qingcheng didn't respond. Ji Ling pushed her rudely and said, "Song Qingcheng, take medicine."

Song Qingcheng was burning hard. When he heard that he was taking the medicine, he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were blurred. He could not see who it was, but instinctively opened his mouth.

Ji Ling put all the pills into her mouth and laughed with pride.

"Water Water... " Song Qingcheng's cracked lips are moving, and his mouth is murmuring to drink water.

"You want some water, don't you?" Ji Ling put the cup in front of her eyes.

"Water Drink water... " Song Qingcheng sees the water cup and wants to reach for it excitedly. But I couldn't make any effort all over again. I put my hands in the air and looked at the glass of water eagerly.

"If you want to drink, take it yourself." Ji Ling deliberately took the cup away from her.

Song Qingcheng's breath suddenly became short, and his cracked throat could not make a sound. He watched helplessly as the water source was in front of him, but he could not get it or drink it.The saliva from her mouth was so bitter that she couldn't swallow it. She didn't know how long she had been suffering, and she was in a coma again.

Ji Ling saw that she was in a coma again, put the cup back on the table, got up, clapped her hands, and dropped a sentence, "it's also your blessing to die in such a good place."

With that, she snorted and turned away from the bedroom.

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Ji Zhengting has a dinner party in the evening, but he is always worried about song Qingcheng, so he gives the party to Gao Xin and leaves ahead of time.

By the time I got home, it was over nine.

"Sir is back." When the housekeeper saw a car at the gate, he was waiting at the gate.

"How is she?" Ji Zhengting handed him the suit in his hand and was busy asking. It's not hard to hear that there is worry and concern in his tone.

"Before dinner, the eldest lady went up and gave Miss Song medicine. She said that Miss Song had taken medicine and gone to bed. Let's not go up and disturb her."

"Ji Ling goes up to give her medicine?" Ji Zhengting was quite surprised.

"It's the young lady who has to go up. I'm sorry." The housekeeper can only give such a euphemistic explanation.

It can't be said that the eldest lady gave him a lecture, and then insisted on going up to deliver medicine to miss song. Afterwards, no one was allowed to disturb him. In this way, the relationship between their brother and sister became more and more stiff.

Even if the housekeeper said it euphemistically, Ji Zhengting didn't think Ji Ling would be kind enough to give song Qingcheng medicine, let alone feel sorry.

Ji Ling didn't know that she had done something wrong when she was growing up. She never saw her apologize, and she didn't feel sorry. How could she be an exception this time?

When thinking like this, Ji Zhengting has already stepped upstairs. Push open the door of the bedroom, don't know if it is his psychological effect, just feel inside a strange heat.

He didn't dare to turn on the light. He just went to turn on the wall lamp at the head of the bed. Suddenly he saw the woman's red and purple face on the bed. He was so scared that he picked her up from the bed and called her, "Qing Cheng Song Qing Cheng