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Return to Mo Yan Jue's room.

Mu Qiqi took a cup of good antipyretic granules in his hand.

She anxiously walked over and tried to call up the crowd.

"Mr. Mo, would you like to drink some antipyretic first?"

In response to her, there was no sound other than a heavy breath.

"Mr. Mo?" He kneaded on his shoulder, and then pushed his head to the bedside.

"Mr. Mo, can you listen to me?"

The man's face was pale, his brows were locked, his teeth were fighting, and his face was in pain.

Mu Qiqi looked at him from such a close distance, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

It was the first time in a long time that she had seen the weak side of the man.

On weekdays, he is as cold as who owes him tens of millions.

Today, despite all his hardness and coldness, he is just like ordinary people. He should be sick or sick, and he can't escape anything.

Muqiqi's heart, for the first time, had a different mood for him.

"Leng... Leng ~"

just when Mu Qiqi was staring at him, he suddenly heard the shivering man under the quilt make a voice.

Mu qiqiyi began to listen to what he was saying every day, so he had to bend down to get closer.

"Mr. Mo, what are you talking about?"

"Cold ··············" Mo yanjue's lips became white, and his lips trembled even more when he said these two words.

Mu Qiqi finally heard clearly. Her eyes were bright, and she turned into the cloakroom. "You wait."

When Muqiqi came out again, he held a large white duvet in his arms.

Heavy pressure on the body of Mo Yan Jue, and then carefully a little help him cover.

"Is this better?"

When she was ill, she would drink a bowl of ginger soup, cover her big quilt and sleep, and then the next day nothing would happen.

She wanted to cover him more and drink the antipyretic. Would it be much better?

Intimate to help him tuck in the corner, Mu Qiqi tried to call him up to drink the medicine.

Close to the front, she whispered: "Mr. Mo, you get up and drink the medicine, drink it."

Her response was still silent.

Now Muqiqi has committed a crime. What should I do?

No forced no half a day, Muqiqi can only think of another way.

Hurry downstairs to get a straw, put it into the cup of medicine, and then carefully put the cup into the man's chin, the straw into the man's thin lips.

"Mr. Mo, just take a sip."

Seeing that the straw is still in his mouth, the thread is still not moving, and the mist in his eyes is almost forced out.

Take out the straw from his mouth, Mu Qiqi heart a horizontal, raise his head and pour the medicine into his mouth.

Then he attached himself and closed his eyes ····

"Song Shao, please come here." The door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Bo's respectful voice came in.

The next second, the people who walked into the door were stunned, one by one, as if they had been ordered.

The most surprising is song Qingyun, who has no psychological preparation at all.

Although there have been some clues to prove that there is a woman around him.

But when he witnessed this scene, song Qingyun still couldn't believe his eyes.

And what was that woman doing?

Is it Pro Lao Mo?

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