Gong Sheng didn't open his eyes, but his voice was unquestionable: "all go out. No one is allowed to move without my command. "
White wave:
You are still protecting the goblin, Gong Sheng?!
He couldn't help but sigh: how defeated my father is Oh, no, it should be said that I'm used to a lot of problems with women
Everyone retreated in accordance with the orders, when only the palace saint was left in the room.
Gong Sheng opened his eyes slowly.
Beside the bed, Yunqiao's bag was left behind.
Gong Sheng carefully avoided a handful of cat hair on the bag, and held the hairless side, close to the nose, and sniffed her residual breath.
Finally, he said hoarsely, "stupid woman with no conscience..."
He's like this. She's still out there?
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in the early morning, Gong Sheng fell asleep again.
He is very thirsty.
Although took antipyretic medicine, but I do not know why, still want to drink water, dry mouth.
Although he could ring the bell to ask the servants to come in for service, he made everyone stay up all night and couldn't bear to wake up the servants who could hardly doze off.
He endured it, but he became more and more thirsty.
He was so thirsty that he tossed and turned on the bed, as if he were not sleeping.
Until
Suddenly a drop of cool and sweet taste came from his lips. He stopped and tasted the taste with his eyes closed.
Sweet fruit fragrance, as if with a little bit of medicine, but not bitter.
It's much better than the traditional Chinese medicine soup Bai Lang gave him.
He couldn't help but open his lips slightly and wanted more.
So, spoonful after spoon of sweet soup, into his throat.
I don't know who is sitting by the bed. He is so patient and feeds him sweet soup.
I'm afraid Zhang Bo is the only one who is so loyal and meticulous?
Gong Shengru wants to come to this conclusion in his sleep.
After the soup, he felt a chill on his forehead.
High fever brings dizziness and brain distension. It's much more comfortable than antipyretic drugs.
Strange.
When did Zhang Bo have so many secret tricks that he was better than Bai Lang's?
Gong Sheng is puzzled to accept stuffy for a moment, the body gradually comfortable, can not help but fall asleep.
He had a very solid and deep sleep.
Until nearly noon, I finally woke up.
When you open your eyes, the cool feeling on your forehead is still there.
He took it off his forehead and found it was a delicate homemade medicine bag.
The material is a little strange, silk, irregular shape, and the stitches are crooked. There are some boiled herbs and a little broken ice in it. The cooling effect is surprisingly good.
He touched the cup on the bedside table, licked his lips, picked up the cup and took a sip.
Well.
Inside the sweet soup, apple flavor, there is a light good smell, I do not know what medicine, it was in his sleep last night he drank!
It's not a dream!
It's true that someone is taking care of him.
He put the bag on the table and rolled out of bed.
His strength seemed to have recovered completely, and he walked steadily with his long legs.
As soon as he opened the door, Zhang Bo was watching at the door of his bedroom.
Gong Shengchong nodded his head and praised: "your medicine was good last night."
Zhang Bo looked confused: "Mr President, what kind of medicine are you talking about? The medicine is white wave
Gong Sheng frowned: "did he take care of me last night? All night? "
Zhang Bo shakes his head: "no, white wave, at two o'clock in the morning, when you wake up, as soon as you command him, he goes away obediently."
Gong Sheng's eyebrows are tighter: "who gave me the sweet soup and cooling medicine bag?"
Zhang Bo suddenly realized: "this..."
[Master Yun: good night, kiss! Sweet pet mode on! The princess dotes on her husband! By the way, the goblins guess what kind of fabric is the cooling medicine bag on Gong Sheng's forehead, hehe ]
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