Chapter 889

It was clear that the woman turned on the heat for him and covered himself with a quilt, but he still felt cold in the city. It was so cold that he wanted to ask the woman to come back immediately.

When she comes back, maybe it won't be cold.

But when I think of her, I feel chagrined again.

An hour ago, the woman joined hands with Dr. Yang to coax him to change his clothes. After he changed into a particularly "convenient" Nightgown, she sat next to him and said some messy things to him. When he was in a coma, she pressed him down with the lost soup coming out of nowhere

He was so big that she had never been so shameful. The woman even took off his pants and let the cold needle on Dr. Yang's hand pierce his buttocks.

After that, they exposed his arm like a prisoner. Two people pressed him to death and let Dr. Yang poke him in with a pillow on his arm.

If it wasn't for him, they would be really confused and have no strength. He would throw them down from the second floor window one by one. He would never be soft hearted!

Hoo There is still a little pain in the buttock, the damned Doctor Yang, the technique is so bad, he can't get an injection, and he'll toss him, asshole!

Doctor Yang and Yi Tang have been in the imperial court for so many years. When did they dare to do this to him?

You don't need to know who put forward this idea. Damn it!

He buried his face in the soft pillow again, and his head became more and more heavy. He even lost his energy of anger.

It's just that I can't sleep more than two hours a day for ten days. I'm so weak

When Mingke went downstairs, he passed the room of Beiming night and then remembered to see if he was awake.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I saw him lying on the bed. This guy was still sleeping.

A look at the time, after a little, even if you want to sleep, you'd better get up and eat something to pad your stomach, and then continue to sleep well after eating.

She went over and yelled twice. Beiming night didn't respond at all. She amplified her voice and called, "night, get up, get up and eat first."

The northern night did not respond.

Mingke frowned and felt strange. This situation How is it so similar to that when it was called Beiming Liancheng in the morning? It can't be Is this guy sick, too?

"Night?" Beiming night is not untouchable. She sat down beside the bed and turned him over carefully.

The northern night hummed and opened her eyes slightly. Seeing her, the bottom of her eyes seemed to be a little relieved. The ink eyes closed, and then she fell asleep again.

Looking at his scarlet face, Mingke felt a shock, and immediately went to his forehead

Two seconds later, Meng Qi's phone rang again: "night fever, let Dr. Yang back."

Is it popular these days? Why do you even get sick?

The city of Beiming is forty degrees two, and the night of Beiming is even more terrible. It's forty degrees four. When I think of him here alone, I don't know how long he's been burning. Mingke's heart aches.

But she never thought that this patient was more difficult to get along with than the one just now. He always had an elegant smile, which made him look more elegant than Beiming Liancheng. But she didn't expect that Beiming night when he was ill, his violent nature broke out without reservation.

Seeing Dr. Yang coming with something, his eyes just slightly opened a line. He didn't see what Dr. Yang was holding clearly, so he snorted: "take it away."

I don't know what was thrown out of his hand and slapped directly on Dr. Yang's face.

It's just a soft pillow, but Dr. Yang can't help humming.

When the soft pillow slipped from his face, Mingke looked up and saw that his nose was crooked and even his forehead was red.

She rubs her eyebrows. Isn't the president of Beiming sick? Why are you so strong?

looked at the lost soup, and the instant soup shook hands. "Miss coco, I didn't dare to deal with my husband just now."

Mingke bit his lip and looked at Dr. Yang.

Dr. Yang also hurriedly shrunk back, shook his head and waved his hand: "you see, I just took a needle to appear in front of him. He wanted to kill me. If this needle goes on, can I live?"

"But he has a higher fever than Liancheng." The name can be in the heart sour dead, small hand again to the North dark night head up probe.

Strange to say, Mingke is beside Beiming night. Whether it's to untie the button for him, to explore the heat for him, or to touch his body, Beiming night in his sleep seems to be totally irresistible, as if he has recognized her.

But if it is someone else, as long as he is close to two steps, even if he is still in a dream, his whole body will immediately overflow cold breath.

I'm so alert, but I don't have any defense against fame

could not help but sigh with a sigh. If Miss coco had to deal with her husband one day, it would not be enough for her to have ten lives.He felt his nose and told himself not to think about the mess. He looked at Dr. Yang and felt a little anxious. This degree was really high.

Dr. Yang also knew that he would want to give him an antipyretic first, and let his fever go down.

As soon as he fell asleep, he would dare to give him an injection. However, as soon as he got close to him, his eyes opened.

Now, he is not sure whether he has gone to sleep or is still awake. Since he is not sure, how dare he go there?

"Night, you have a bad fever. How about giving an injection to reduce the fever first?" Mingke shook his shoulder gently.

The northern night snorted vaguely, turned over and held her thigh directly. Her eyes had never been opened. After holding her, she fell asleep again.

Breathing is very heavy, eyebrows tangled badly, facial lines are still stiff, but because of high fever presents a strange red.

Since following him, Mingke has never seen such a side of him. Last time he was injured in order to save Yu Feifan, when she went, he had already finished the operation and was sober.

The sober Beiming night is always so calm, even if it occasionally shows a little childish, but it is only when facing her alone.

But now, does he know that there are other people in the room, how can he sleep like a child, or even a completely insecure child?

She looked up at Yi Tang. Although she didn't want to talk about last night, she couldn't help asking, "you last night..."

"Last night I was..." Yi Tang pursed her lips. Since she was willing to speak, he did not hide: "I have been guarding outside the study."

"Then he..." It's no surprise that he has been around Beiming night. After all, Beiming night really drank a lot last night.

Yi Tang looked back at her eyes and said in a soft voice, "my husband has been standing by the window of the study all night."

"But he drinks like that." Mingke still can't believe it. Can a man who has drunk nearly 20 bottles of red wine stand up all night?

Last night, Mr. Tang said: "I couldn't even breathe when I stood by the window