Gong Sheng did not open his eyes, but said in an unquestionable tone: "Go out. No one is allowed to move without my order."
Bailang: "..."
It's all done, Gongsheng, are you still protecting the little fairy? !
He couldn't help but sighed: How ruined a loving father...Oh, it's not right, it should be said to be...I used to have a problem with women...
Everyone retreated as instructed, when only Gongsheng was left in the room.
Gong Sheng slowly opened his eyes.
By the bed, Yun Qiao's bag was left behind.
Gong Sheng carefully avoided a pinch of cat hair on the bag, pinched the side with no hair, close to the nose, and gently sniffed the remaining breath of her.
He finally said hoarsely: "A stupid woman with no conscience..."
He is like this, is she still wandering outside?
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In the early morning, Gong Sheng slept again in a daze.
He was so thirsty.
Although I took the anti-fever medicine, I still want to drink water for some reason, and my mouth is dry.
Although he could ring the bell to call the servants in to serve, he tossed everyone up all night, and he couldn't bear to wake up the servants who were able to take a nap.
He endured it, but he got more and more thirsty.
He was so thirsty that he tossed about on the bed, as if sleeping, not at ease.
until……
Suddenly a drop of cool and sweet taste came from his lips, he stopped, closed his eyes and tasted the taste.
The sweet fruit has a delicate fragrance, and it seems to have a slight medicinal smell, but it is not bitter.
It was much better than the traditional Chinese medicine soup Bailang gave him.
He couldn't help but open his lips slightly, wanting more.
So spoon after spoon of sweet soup went into his throat.
I don't know who is sitting by the bed, so patiently, feeding him sweet soup.
So loyal and meticulous, I am afraid that only Uncle Zhang is the only one, right?
As Gong Sheng thought, he came to this conclusion dizzyly in his sleep.
After feeding the decoction, he felt cool again on his forehead.
The dizziness caused by the high fever makes me feel a lot more comfortable, and it is more effective than anti-fever medicine.
strange.
When did Uncle Zhang have so many small secret tricks that are better than Bailang's medical skills?
Gong Sheng was puzzled for a moment, his body gradually became comfortable, and he fell into a deep sleep involuntarily.
He slept very solidly and deeply.
It wasn't until nearly noon that I finally woke up.
As soon as I opened my eyes, the coolness of my forehead was still there.
He took off the things on his forehead, only to realize that it was a delicate self-pharmaceutical bag.
The material is a bit strange, silk, irregular shape, and the stitches are crooked. It contains some boiled medicinal materials and a little bit of crushed ice. The cooling effect is surprisingly good.
He touched the cup on the bedside table, licked his lips, took a sip from the cup.
Well.
The sweet soup in it has an apple flavor and a faintly good smell of medicine. It was exactly what he drank in his sleep last night!
It doesn't seem to be a dream!
Someone is really taking care of him.
He put the medicine pack on the table and got out of bed.
His strength seemed to have fully recovered, and he walked away with long legs, walking quite calmly.
As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Bo was standing by the door of the bedroom.
Gong Sheng nodded at him and praised: "Your medicine last night, not bad."
Zhang Bo looked dumbfounded: "My President, what medicine do you mean? The medicine is prescribed by Bailang."
Gong Sheng frowned: "He took care of me last night? All night?"
Zhang Bo shook his head: "No, Bai Lang is two o'clock in the morning. When you wake up, he will leave obediently."
Gong Sheng's eyebrows tightened: "Who gave me the sweet soup and the cooling medicine package?"
Zhang Bo suddenly realized: "This..."
[Master Yun: Good night kiss! Sweet pet mode is on! The princess spoils her husband! By the way, the fairies guess the cooling medicine bag on Gongsheng’s forehead, and what material is made of fabric. Hehe...]