Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

But Li mochuan's fever did not subside. Instead, it became less and more severe. Qiao Siyu rubbed his body again and again, and became accustomed to his timidity and shame at the beginning.

Finally, the emperor lived up to his heart. Li mochuan's fever gradually subsided, and Qiao Siyu, who had not been idle like a top, also collapsed on the chair.

After a short rest, Qiao Siyu stretched out his hand and explored Li mochuan's forehead. He was relieved until he was sure that the burn had really subsided. After a careful look at Li mochuan, Qiao Siyu suddenly found that he was really handsome. His strong and perfect handsome face seemed to be a figure in the painter's pen. With long and dense eyelashes, even Qiao Siyu was jealous and had a tall nose, Thin lips

After Qiao Siyu's eyes fell on Li mochuan's thin lips, he couldn't help thinking of the clear taste in his mouth

Suddenly, the thin lips moved slightly!

"Water..."

The low and hoarse voice brought Qiao Siyu back to reality, and Qiao Siyu's face turned red again.

"Damn..." how could she be interested in men other than Jin Zichen! Qiao Siyu, you should stay awake all the time. You are married and you already have Jin Zichen!

After Li mochuan finished drinking a glass of water, he fell into a coma again. Qiao Siyu was very sleepy, but he was afraid that Li mochuan would have a fever again or could not wake her up when he wanted to drink water. He kept Li mochuan in his pajamas, but finally he didn't resist the call of Duke Zhou and fell asleep in bed.

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When Qiao Siyu woke up again, he found himself lying on a clean big bed. The surrounding environment was like a ward, but he was a little familiar.

When his consciousness came back a little, Qiao Siyu remembered Li mochuan's allergy hospitalization last night, and this ward is Li mochuan's ward. The bed she slept in... Is also Li mochuan's bed!

She slept in Li mochuan's bed. Where did Li mochuan go!?

Without enough time to think about it, Qiao Siyu got out of bed and rushed out of the ward, but found Li mochuan in the smoking area in the corridor. He was wearing sick clothes and leaning against the wall to make a phone call. The redness and swelling on his face and arm seemed to have disappeared and looked pale. But when he saw a cigarette in his hand, Qiao Siyu rushed to take it away without thinking about it, "You are allergic. The doctor says you have a sore throat and can't smoke!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qiao Siyu saw Li mochuan staring at her, with no expression on his face.

Qiao Siyu thought that his actions were too impulsive, so he avoided his sight and said faintly, "I'm sorry, if it wasn't me, you wouldn't be allergic..."

Li mochuan looked at Qiao Siyu tightly and didn't speak. After a long time, Xu was urged by the person at the other end of the phone. He said slowly, "well, that's it. Hang up first..."

Seeing Li mochuan hang up the phone, Qiao Siyu remembered that he had just rushed over and interrupted his phone. For a moment, he was embarrassed and ashamed, "I'm sorry..."

"I heard you took care of me last night?"

I didn't expect that Li mochuan's first sentence was this. Jos said something embarrassing, "it's... it's not a night. I fell asleep halfway!"

"Why take care of me? It's hard to explain to Shunchang people after I'm afraid of dying in France? Or do you think you caused my allergy, so your conscience is uneasy?"

Hearing his cold tone, Qiao Siyu's heart hurt for no reason. She didn't know how to answer. Last night, when she saw that he was allergic and sent to the emergency room, she was really frightened, but she never thought about how she would explain to the people in Shunchang for a few days after he died. Although she blamed herself, Li mochuan wouldn't be allergic if it weren't for her. She might take care of him all night, but she didn't Just want him to have something to do.