Mo Liancheng murmured, his words became more and more vague, but mu Qingqing listened to it. Mo Liancheng even said that he had done something wrong in such a low attitude. This is what Mu Qingqing has never seen before, and even a little shocked.
"You are confused. Go back to have a rest..." What Mu Qingqing doesn't want to admit is that she is a little softhearted. She subconsciously pushed Mo Liancheng, trying to escape from this gentle trap, and became panicked.
Mo Liancheng's body is getting heavier and heavier, and finally lies on Mu Qingqing and faints.
The weight of an adult man is 187 cm tall. Where can Mu Qingqing hold the weight of a little woman? Before Mu Qingqing reacts, she and she fall to the ground with her unconscious body. She was severely suppressed by Molian City, no matter how she pushed Mo Liancheng, he did not respond.
"Wake up, Mo Liancheng!" Mu Qingqing repeated sentence by sentence several times, between the ink Lian City's cheek burning a red, the temperature seems to be higher.
"Young master, do you want to prepare lunch, I..." Uncle Tang said as he walked from the door to the bedroom. Generally speaking, when the bedroom door is open like this, you can enter directly.
But as soon as Tang Shucai stepped into the bedroom, he quickly turned around and apologized. The picture in front of you is indeed very easy to make people daydream, only to see Mo Liancheng lying on Mu Qingqing's body, two people entangled and fell on the ground. At first glance, it's just a scene of spring fever. If the servant doesn't immediately avoid it, he will be punished.
Although uncle Tang was no longer a servant in the Mohist school, he still kept his duty and did not dare to exceed half a point.
"I'm sorry, young master, I'm sorry Miss mu, I didn't see anything..." Uncle Tang retreated, carefully groping for the door handle, ready to close the door and leave.
When Mu Qingqing saw someone coming, he couldn't care what they had misunderstood, so he quickly asked for help.
"Ah, ah, steward Tang, come and help me quickly..." Mu Qingqing's voice is somewhat laborious. She pushes away Mo Liancheng and turns his body over before she reluctantly gets up.
"Your young master has a high fever and fainted. Help me to help him up..." When Mu Qingqing summoned the housekeeper, he also put his arm on his shoulder.
"Ah?" Chamberlain Tang was stunned. He realized that he had misunderstood him. He quickly turned around and ran over. He set up the other arm of Mo Liancheng. With Mu Qingqing, he helped Mo Liancheng to the bed.
"Young master, how are you, young master..." Tang housekeeper a face anxious called a few times, found that Mo Liancheng did not have a reaction at all, his face suddenly scared white.
"This What can I do, Miss mu? What's wrong with him, young master? " Steward Tang was really worried. His hands were stiff in the air and trembled slightly. He didn't know what to do.
Mu Qingqing slightly breathed heavily and arranged the quilt. Then he said carefully, "he has a fever. Why don't you know?"
"Oh, this The young master talked with Mr. Zhong in the study early in the morning. He didn't say that he was uncomfortable. You know that when he didn't go to the company, he usually locked himself in his study to deal with his business. We didn't dare to disturb him. We thought that the young master had been in the study all the time. Unexpectedly
"Well, it's my carelessness. What can I do. By the way, call an ambulance. I'll call an ambulance... " Tang housekeeper is in a hurry to look for the phone on the body, the whole person is dizzy.
"Uncle Tang, don't be so nervous. Go and prepare some hot water and clean towels, and then tell people to cook some porridge. Ambulance such a big battle, by those reporters know, scribble, fear that the stock price of Mo will have an impact. Don't worry. Do as I say. I'll stay and take care of him... "
Mu Qingqing said calmly, Mo Liancheng just was just too excited, coupled with a high fever, and did not eat all day, so he fainted. Mu Qingqing knew this, so he was not too worried.
Hearing this, uncle Tang quickly nodded his head. He trotted out of the bedroom and arranged according to Mu Qingqing's plan.
Soon, uncle Tang brought a basin of hot water and a clean towel.
Mu Qingqing rolled up his sleeves, soaked the towel with hot water, and wiped his body again and again. Until his temperature began to drop, not just as hot and dry, Mu Qingqing put the towel on the forehead of moliancheng and stood up.
In a flash of time, Mu Qingqing has been busy for more than an hour. Her neck is so sore that it seems that a weak current is constantly breaking through her body.
"Don't go, don't go..." Mo Liancheng kept mumbling fragmentary reading, the fuzzy hand scratched in the air, trying to find something.
Mu Qingqing had no choice but to sigh. He grabbed Mo Liancheng's hand with his backhand and held it in the palm of his hand. He gently responded, "I'm here. If it's not for your illness, I'll be served by my fist just now!"
Although Mo Liancheng is still not very sober, Mu Qingqing still turns a blind eye to him. As long as he thinks about Su Wanqing, no matter how much emotion will be suppressed and turned into coldness.Mu Qingqing searched the bedroom. She wanted to find some antipyretic drugs and thermometers in the medicine box, but she didn't see it for a long time. It happened that Butler Tang came in with porridge, and Mu Qingqing asked casually.
"Uncle Tang, where is the medicine box?"
"Maybe it's in the young master's study. I remember the last time he said that he had a headache and ordered someone to send the medicine box to him. Maybe he didn't bring it back later. I'll look for it..."
Mu Qingqing stopped Chamberlain Tang and said faintly, "don't worry, uncle Tang, go and do your work. I'll go and find it..."
After that, Mu Qingqing walked into the study of moliancheng. She seldom came here on weekdays, and Mo Liancheng always didn't like other people to come in. This is his private place. Apart from the occasional time when he was feeling guilty and irritable, he would think about it alone. In addition, there were a lot of trade secret documents in the study, so even if he was a domestic servant, he was not at ease, Only uncle Tang can clean it in person.
On the desk of the study, the documents were piled up in the corner, and a cup of cool overnight coffee remained on the desk.
Looking around, Mu Qingqing soon saw a white medicine box on the shelf behind her desk, so she walked over.