Chu Yunyao replied weakly: "Thank you, Doctor Zhang."
Dr. Zhang picked up the medicine box, "Miss Bao'er said that you have been too busy recently, maybe you are tired, please take care of yourself, young lady."
Chu Yunyao watched them leave the bedroom.
The atmosphere was still extremely oppressive, Mo Lingyuan's dark eyes were firmly locked on her body, and the meaning behind them was unclear.
Bao'er stood hesitantly on the edge of the bed, lowered her head, refusing to leave.
Chu Yunyao lay back under the quilt again: "Bao'er, it's late, you should go back to your room to rest first."
Bao'er glanced at Mo Lingyuan from the corner of her eye, and said in a low voice: "Miss, I'd better watch over you, lest you dream again, when you dream, you like to talk nonsense..."
As she spoke, she winked desperately at Chu Yunyao.
Chu Yunyao: "..."
Chu Yunyao realized after a while: "What nonsense did I say?"
"You keep calling another man's name, who is that man?" Mo Lingyuan walked to the bed in two or three steps, his face darkened.
Bao'er wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mo Lingyuan's eyes.
Mo Lingyuan's eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder, full of murderous intent: "If you don't want me to do it, then go back to your bedroom."
Bao'er was overwhelmed by Mo Lingyuan's aura, and her shoulders trembled slightly in fright.
Chu Yunyao frowned slowly, sat up with her arms propped up, and looked at Bao'er: "Bao'er, go back to your room first."
"Miss, I, I want to accompany you." Bao'er was afraid that Mo Lingyuan would draw a gun to kill someone impulsively.
She had heard that one of Mo Lingyuan's fiancées was shot and killed by him.
"Bao'er, be obedient, I'll be fine." Chu Yunyao seemed to expend all her energy every time she said a word, "I will explain clearly to my husband, my husband misunderstood me."
Hearing what Chu Yunyao said, Mo Lingyuan's killing intent subsided a lot.
Seeing this, Bao'er had no choice but to go to the side room step by step.
Chu Yunyao tugged on Mo Lingyuan's cuff, motioning him to sit down.
Mo Lingyuan resisted in his heart, but his body was very honest. After being caught by her little hand on his little finger, he gave in, with an awkward expression of reluctance, and reluctantly sat on the edge of the bed.
Seeing her quilt slipping from her shoulders, and fearing that she would catch a cold, she instinctively covered her with the quilt.
Chu Yunyao coughed a few times, "I dreamed about my brother, and he and I are separated by yin and yang, and we will never meet again in this life."
"He's dead?" Mo Lingyuan didn't expect to get such an answer.
"He's in another world."
Mo Lingyuan: "..."
It turned out to be a dead man, and this handsome man can't afford to argue with a dead man.
Mo Lingyuan's mood suddenly improved a lot. He tucked in the quilt and helped her to lie down: "The deceased is gone, and the condolences are changing. It's late, you go to bed first."
Chu Yunyao still held his hand, inviting softly: "Let's sleep together."
Last night, holding her in his arms, Mo Lingyuan was so distracted, tossing and turning, he didn't close his eyes all night.
Before he recovered, he started teasing him again. Mo Lingyuan rolled his Adam's apple and refused: "The scent of flowers in your pillow is too strong. I can't sleep after smelling it. I'll just sleep softly."
"In this pillow, I asked Bao'er to put chrysanthemum, jasmine and fragrant herbs, which can obviously improve sleep, why can't I fall asleep?" Chu Yunyao patted her pillow, something flashed through her mind, The smile on his face suddenly froze...