Chapter 175

what?

As soon as Tang Qingge heard that Bo Qichen was ill, he immediately ran into the villa without saying anything. The third floor of the villa was a study. There was only Bo Qichen in the study. When Tang Qingge entered the door, he saw the figure of the boss. The light on the desk was still on. He worked all night last night.

Tang Qingge came forward and gently called for two times. Then he tried to test the temperature on the man's forehead. It was higher than that of normal people. Maybe he had a fever.

She immediately turned her head and said, "help me get him to bed, and then find a family doctor."

"Yes."

The bodyguard came and helped Bo Qichen to the bed with Tang Qingge. Tang Qingge asked someone to find alcohol and wiped the boss to cool off. She handed the wine to the servant. As a result, they shook their heads together.

They are usually afraid of this person. Even if he has a fever and is ill, they still dare not do it again.

Then they all looked at her, staring at her eagerly.

Tang Qingge seemed to understand what they meant, and his voice changed its tone. He raised it eight degrees. "Don't you want me to wipe it for him?"

A row of servants nodded with glowing eyes.

Tang Qingge, "..."

Is to ask her to undress the big boss and then wipe him with alcohol to dissipate heat. Is that what they mean?

What the hell is she doing here?

Tang Qingge, who began to doubt his purpose of coming here, wiped the sweat on his forehead and turned to the man's frown. His face was tight and his face was a little ugly. High fever was bad for his health, and small milk candy often had a fever, so Tang Qingge knew what to do.

Just looking at him so miserable, she felt a little soft in her heart.

The big boss usually looks very powerful. No one dares to approach him. He looks like a bull. However, there is something bad about him. He is ill all his life. No one dares to approach him.

"Well, I'll take care of him."

"Hoo..."

A group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Qingge took a deep breath, resisted the pressure, took alcohol and alcohol cotton balls, looked back, and all the servants were looking at her. Her scalp was numb and she clenched her teeth.

"You all go out. I'm going to undress him!"

"Good, good Miss Tang."

A group of people scattered in a crowd, leaving only Bo Qichen and him in his bedroom.

The last time Tang Qingge woke up from this bedroom, Bo Qichen's bedroom style was monotonous, but the style was elegant. The curtains were off white, and the sunlight poured in through the curtains, making it not so cold in the bedroom.

Both of them have slept in this bed, but when they suddenly think about it, Tang Qingge feels as if she has had some intimate contact with the big boss.

"Bang, bang"

Tang Qingge's heart beat irregularly for two times. She turned her head and looked at the sleeping boss on the bed. After sleeping, the boss seemed not as cold and terrible as he looked in the daytime, but... Very cute.

Wait, she thought the big boss was cute. Is her head rusty?

Facing the handsome and cold face of the boss, Tang Qingge took a deep breath and quickly shook his head to clean up those unclean thoughts.

You are here to work, Tang Qingge!

She lay on the edge of the bed and gently put his forehead with alcohol cotton. Behind her ears, her fingertips were cold. Touching his hot face, her fingers could not help curling up.

Well, now it's time for the chest.

The singer of Tang Qing shook and untied the first button on Bo Qichen's collar, revealing a piece of collarbone.