Chapter 238

Muqiqi didn't expect someone to come in suddenly.

When I straightened up and looked at the door, I was about to explode.

"Er... Well, he has a high fever. Please show it to him."

Although his face was red and his ears were red, he was extremely embarrassed, but in the face of the cold man in bed who was shivering all over, Mu Qiqi temporarily put his shyness aside.

Hurriedly moved aside the bedside position, let the song Qingyun in the white gown come to help to have a look quickly.

As the woman turned around and looked at him with sincere eyes.

Song Qingyun can see clearly the appearance of a woman.

The skin is white and tender as snow, beautiful eyes are like a clear spring, small nose, ruddy lips with lip makeup. Although her face is a little urgent, it does not affect her elegant and refined temperament, as well as pure and flawless youth.

This makes song Qingyun slightly shocked again.

It's no wonder that Lao Mo hides his clothes and doesn't let his brothers see him. It turns out that the beauty is so beautiful that he's afraid that she won't be able to take them back.

The reason why he had such an idea was that in his mind, Yang Yilin had seen a series of performances of this beautiful woman.

With his virtue that he can't walk on the road to see a beautiful woman, can he still lose such a good chance to dig the wall?

"Doctor, please show him soon. He is really ill."

Mu Qiqi, who didn't know it, saw song Qingyun standing there, and couldn't help frowning.

Why is this so unethical?

How could he stand still like Mount Tai?

Song Qingyun listened to Muqiqi's urging, hiding his eyes under the golden rimmed glasses, and his mouth was filled with a warm smile.

Muqiqi felt more angry.

Let him come to cure the disease and save people, how can you still smile?

Song Qingyun saw the expression of Mu Qiqi's frown, and then felt that his performance was not positive.

Immediately step up to the bed.

First, I took the temperature of Lao Mo, then I opened the medicine box and took out the big needle tube. I was going to give Lao Mo a injection of antipyretic agent to lower the temperature as quickly as possible.

Looking at Song Qingyun preparing bottles and jars, Mu Qiqi, who has been worried for a long time, can't help but ask: "is it to give him a fever reducing injection?"

Song Qingyun carefully and attentively pushed the needle tube in his hand. When he was ready, he turned to see her and chuckled, "yes."

"Oh!" Muqiqi's heart was half relieved.

Song Qingyun's warm eyes are still staring at her.

Muqiqi was a little annoyed. "This doctor, what are you doing without seeing your patients?"

Song Qingyun's face is full of black lines. Does it fit or is it his fault?

"Hmmm!" Song Qingyun cleared his throat in embarrassment. "Are you sure you want to stand here and watch?"

Muqiqi's cheeks were slightly red, and immediately realized the problem. He left a word of sorry in a low voice and ran away.

Looking at the back of the little woman's escape, song Qingyun's good-looking face hooked his lips and said to moyanjue, whose upper teeth were bruised and pressed, "Lao Mo, what you have hidden is deep enough. If you were not ill today, when would you bring me to see you?"

Mo yanjue raised the eyelids of a thousand jin and said angrily: "don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

Song Qingyun smiled again. "Don't you feel uncomfortable with me at this time?"

The voice just fell and pulled off his Beige pajamas, and the "miso" stabbed in.