Chapter 888

Mingke couldn't hear what Beiming Liancheng was saying. She was afraid that he would lose his thermometer when he was asleep. She just sat by the bed and pressed his arm.

The walkie talkie on the bedside table is within reach. She presses Meng Qi's cornet and asks him to come to Dr. Yang to clean up the room.

When the two maids came in, they were still a little nervous. They knew that young master Liancheng was in the room. Although he was really handsome and charming, no one wanted to die.

When he was there, the maid didn't dare to show up in his room, and he had to make sure that he was out. When

came in, she saw Miss coco sitting beside the bed, and the master of Liancheng slept on the bed in good faith. The two talents settled their minds and hurriedly cleaned the room.

However, young master Liancheng is drunk, which is unheard of

"Open the window." Mingke looked at one of the maids.

The room is full of strong wine. If you don't open the window to let the air circulate, even she will faint.

The two maids tidied up the room quickly, opened the two big windows and lifted the curtains. Then they went out with the garbage bags.

Meng Qi and Dr. Yang came in together. Mingke just pulled out the thermometer under the armpit of Beiming Liancheng and was looking at the degree.

"Forty degrees two." The thermometer to Dr. Yang, the name can be a little helpless, this boy, do not burn already, every time the whole to 40 degrees above, also not afraid to burn the brain.

Maybe there was some noise in the room. People came and went. The man who had been lying on the bed couldn't help frowning and slowly opened his eyes.

Consciousness just returned to the brain, then heard a woman's voice slowly floated over: "Dr. Yang, he is now such a high temperature, do you want to give him an injection to reduce the heat?"

It can be seen that Dr. Yang just took out the alcohol bottle and ordered Meng Qi to add warm water. It seemed that he didn't mean to give Beiming Liancheng a fever reducing injection, so he couldn't help asking.

After asking, she immediately explained shyly, "I just I'm just afraid he'll burn his head out. "

Dr. Yang laughed and said, "I like to give him an injection, but..."

"Go away." There is no strong voice, but for some people, there is still a deterrent.

Dr. Yang immediately stepped back two steps, away from the man on the big bed, and hastily explained: "I'm not ready to move the needle, master Liancheng. I just said 'I want to..."

When he threw it away, he still had a cold look. Doctor Yang consciously closed his mouth, took a look at Mingke, and shrugged helplessly.

It's not that the doctor is not anxious, it's that guy who resists injection.

Looking back at the sober man, she frowned and disdained: "you don't want to say, are you afraid of injection?"

Beiming Liancheng glanced at her, cold hum, not much temperature eyes, and then swept to Dr. Yang.

Dr. Yang immediately said with a smile: "I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Later, Meng Qi will mix the alcohol with water and wipe it for you. You've taken the medicine, put on the quilt and have a sleep. Just wait for the sweat to come out."

"That's it?" Mingke looks up at him. It's a treatment without a doctor, isn't it? Last time, she was like this. Instead of mixing alcohol with water, she wiped his body with warm water. Dr.

is a little embarrassed. If he meets a patient, of course, nothing is wrong. But miss coco is not aware of what he has prescribed for many years. Even the city master can eat 1/3. He has to thank heaven.

Seeing that Meng Qi brought the water pan over, Beiming Liancheng looked at his rough palms and immediately gave up: "take it out, don't need it."

After that, I will go back to sleep.

The voice clearly has been hoarse, weak to almost make people can't hear clearly, but people are still so stubborn.

Mingke looked at Dr. Yang: "he looks a little weak."

Compared with the last time, she was even weaker. No, it was much more serious. Even if she didn't understand medicine, she could easily see it.

Beiming Liancheng is very ill this time, plus drinking "By the way, he drank a lot last night."

Dr. Yang's face is a little embarrassed. He looks at the man who has turned his back to them and looks at Mingke.

Mingke immediately understood, went out of the door with him and closed the door. She asked softly, "Doctor Yang, what can I say? Is Liancheng seriously ill?"

"It's not as serious as you think." Doctor Yang smiles. Fortunately, she's here. Just now, it's clear that Liancheng doesn't resist her. He even wants to let her sit on his own bed.

If it's another woman, who dares to go and have a try?

"He should be overworked, and he hasn't had a good rest all the time, plus drinking too much, getting cold If you want to get better, you'd better take a blood test and prescribe the right medicine, but... "

"You're afraid he won't?" Mingke blinked. "He's afraid of injections?"

"I don't know." Dr. Yang Wei Leng, then said: "never give me a chance to verify.""Then..." Mingke stares at him in doubt, "Dr. Yang asked me to come out..."

"An injection is good soon. Of course, if you can, draw another blood..." Beiming Liancheng glares at the woman who is still sitting by the bed. Although he doesn't even have the strength to stare, he is still trying to stare.

"You're really sick this time." Mingming was not the first time to persuade him. She looked up at the bottle and thought that it would last at least half an hour. After thinking about it, she gently advised him, "are you hungry? I've made porridge. How about going to get some for you first? "

Beiming Liancheng doesn't speak, still stares at her.

Mingke was used to the sight that he wanted to kill people. He said, "I've drawn so much blood in the morning. I need to eat more to make it up. If your stomach is comfortable now, I'll prepare something for you, OK?"

Beiming Liancheng still ignored her, but this time he turned his back to her and closed his eyes to rest.

The stomach is still very uncomfortable, the end of alcoholism, the body is also very uncomfortable, although the head is not so faint after the antipyretic injection, but now, the whole body is still sour and painful, much more painful than the last fever simple hand and foot fatigue.

"Dr. Yang said you have a serious infection. Don't be stubborn. Wait for me. I'll be back soon." Mingke looked at the bottle again and then stood up.

Unexpectedly, before she came to the door, the man behind her who didn't want to leave her suddenly said: "let the messy people in again, I'll beat you."

Mingke breathed, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I know. Don't let them in to disturb you, OK?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, she added, "I'll be right back." she strode out of the room and closed the door for him.

When Beiming Liancheng turned around, she was no longer there. There was no one in the room, and she became cold.