Shi Miao is downstairs to comfort the children, lest they make a fuss and disturb Shi Xiaomei's treatment of Zhan Yeling.

In the room, after Shi Xiaomei gave Zhan Yeling the needle, Zhan Yeling suddenly opened his eyes. The moment those eyes opened, the temperature of the whole room dropped several degrees.

The icy aura instantly occupied the entire space.

There was also coldness in his black eyes.

Shi Xiaomei was so frightened that his heart trembled, but luckily the hand that gave him the needle didn't shake.

The first time Zhan Yeling opened his eyes, he saw a white ceiling, after a second of adaptation, he saw Shi Xiaomei in his side eyes. Her hand was turning the silver needle stuck in the side of his head.

"Don't move, it will be fine in a while." Shi Xiaomei said.

When Shi Zeyu saw Zhan Yeling woke up, he snorted coldly, and said, "I don't know if my hand was injured, but did I take anti-inflammatory drugs during the day? And drinking, it's really fatal!"

Shi Zeyu's words sounded like a complaint.

Shi Xiaomei said: "Brother, don't make noise." It affected her performance.

Zhan Yeling didn't speak, and he couldn't speak now, he just realized that there were only Shi Xiaomei and Shi Zeyu in the room.

When Shi Miao was not in the room at all, Zhan Yeling's heart sank severely.

Although this minor illness and pain was nothing to him.

He didn't think of himself as precious, and he didn't need a bunch of people to accompany him whenever he got sick.

However, he still hopes that Shimiao is here.

However, the fact still disappointed him.

Even Shi Zeyu knew that he would die like this, he even fell into a coma, and Shi Miao was not in the room with him.

Did she not want to stay with him?

After Shi Xiaomei turned the silver needle a few times for Zhan Yeling, he checked Zhan Yeling's fever again, and he was completely cured, no fever anymore.

Only then did Shi Xiaomei take off all the silver needles, put the baby in the silver needle bag, and then took out a tissue to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

Zhan Yeling sat up: "What time is it?"

He asked, he fell asleep after drinking wine yesterday.

I don't know how long I slept.

"After ten o'clock, don't worry, you slept at a normal time, not more than a day." Shi Zeyu answered him.

After Shi Xiaomei finished her task, she went out with her bag on her back.

Shi Zeyu walked up to Zhan Yeling and sat down on the bedside with him. He looked at Zhan Yeling's pale face and sighed: "Hey, Zhan Yeling, sometimes I really don't know what to do. Hate you or like you..."

"You don't have to like me, I don't like men." Zhan Yeling's low-magic voice responded coldly.

Shi Zeyu: "..."

After being stunned for half a second, he quickly came to his senses and said to Zhan Yeling angrily, "Can you be more serious? Am I the kind of person who likes men?"

Zhan Yeling turned his eyes sideways, and answered him solemnly: "Like..."

"You..." Shi Zeyu was furious, he exhaled twice, too lazy to reason with him: "What happened between you and Shi Miao?"

He got down to business.

It must be because of what Shi Miao said to Zhan Yeling that he was able to stimulate Zhan Yeling to drink.

Otherwise, a man as rational as Zhan Yeling wouldn't be so impulsive, but there are no consequences.

As far as Shi Zeyu knew, Shi Miao was the only person in this world who could stimulate Zhan Yeling.

"There are seven children, what did you say happened?" Zhan Yeling raised his eyebrows playfully, with a hint of coldness between them.

"You!" Shi Zeyu stood up agitated by his answer.

He scratched his hair angrily: "Okay, Zhan Yeling, you have the guts! I wanted to help you, but I don't need your attitude, just accept it!"