After giving Zhan Ye a complete body operation, I became pregnant

Chapter 372 Fighting Qi Pei, take your hands away!

After seeing the man's wound, Qiao Jing's eyes flickered.

The wound, which was about to heal, burst open again at this moment, and turned white after being soaked in water.

She frowned tightly, took out iodophor and began to disinfect the man.

During this period, his eyebrows were cool and his complexion was solemn.

After disinfecting the wound, she applied ointment on it and tied it up with a bandage.

After doing all this, Qiao Jing stood up, and instructed the man seriously.

"The wound has burst open again. You can't touch the water again, and you can't eat spicy food until the wound is healed."

Seeing that the wound was almost healed, his man wanted to jump into the swimming pool to save her.

This man is really...

However, she has treated the wound and should not be infected and cause a fever.

Qiao Jing put the medicine back, it was getting late now, drowsiness struck her, and her eyelids gradually became a little heavy.

She couldn't help but yawned, supervised the man to put his bathrobe back on, and then went back to the room to sleep.

While half dreaming and half awake, Qiao Jing suddenly felt something like a "stove" beside her.

In the cold winter, the heat from the "stove" made her feel very comfortable, and she subconsciously leaned towards the "stove".

She put her hand on the "stove" unconsciously, but the "stove" suddenly moved, and there was a muffled groan.

"Um--"

After hearing this sound, Qiao Jing woke up a little in an instant, and slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

Then he saw the man's handsome face close at hand.

It startled her.

After a few seconds, Qiao Jing slowed down and looked intently at the man's face.

The man's brows were frowned so hard that a fly would be crushed to death, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, and his face was a little pale.

She blinked and found that her hand was on the man's firm chest.

But these are not the point, the temperature on the man made her sit up quickly.

A while ago, Zhan Qi Pei had a fever of the same temperature, and his whole body was so hot that he was about to smoke.

Qiao Jing reached out and touched Zhan Qi Pei's forehead.

Sure enough, the scorching temperature from the palm of his hand proved that Zhan Qi Pei did have a fever again.

It is estimated that the wound was newly infected.

But obviously she had already sterilized the wound, reapplied the medicine, and if she still had a fever, it would really be the misfortune of misfortune.

It is estimated that the man's physical condition has not been very good some time ago, and he has not fully recovered. He jumped into the swimming pool for her yesterday.

Thinking of this, Qiao Jing sighed helplessly, went to the living room and found the medicine box, filled the antipyretics, and brought them back to the room.

It was only when she saw Zhan Qi Pei sleeping on her bed that she came to her senses, and doubts arose in her heart.

Why did this dog man run from his room to her room?

But at this time, she can't take care of so much. If she doesn't drink the medicine, Zhan Qi Pei will probably turn into a fool soon.

Qiao Jing quickly walked to the head of the bed and pulled her up.

"Zhan Qipei, you have a fever, get up and take medicine."

Zhan Qi Pei frowned, and only slowly opened his eyes when he heard Qiao Jing's voice.

There was a bit of confusion in those dark eyes, and he looked deeply at the woman.

After he had a fever, he ran to Qiao Jing's room. He didn't want to take medicine, but just wanted to stay with his wife.

He glanced at the cup in Qiao Jing's hand, and pursed his thin lips.

He has been strong and strong since he was a child, and he seldom gets sick. He can even count the number of colds on one hand, and his fever basically only occurs once or twice when he was one or two years old.

As a result, he has had a fever several times since he met Qiao Jing.

Could it be that God deliberately kept him from getting sick when he was young, and then deliberately concentrated on it during this time, so that women can feel sorry for him?
Judging from the current situation, nine times out of ten this is the case.

Seeing that the man was staring at her, Qiao Jing frowned without even looking at the medicine in his hand.

"Will staring at me reduce the fever?"

She stuffed the cup into Zhan Qipei's hand and sat on the edge of the bed. In order to prevent the man from refusing to take the medicine, she had to stare at him.

Because pregnancy makes her a little sleepy, she will be very sleepy when she wakes up in the middle of sleep, and she can hardly open her eyelids now.

Let the man drink the medicine quickly so that she can go to sleep.

Just when Qiao Jing thought so, Zhan Qi Pei directly put the cup on the bedside table, stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Jing to his side, and let the woman lie down.

Qiao Jing was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes, forced herself to wake up a bit, and stretched out her hand to push the man.

"What are you doing? Drinking medicine."

If this dog man doesn't drink medicine, how will he reduce his fever?
Zhan Qi Pei didn't answer, but put his scorching palm on Qiao Jing's neck, and deliberately pinched the woman's earlobe with his fingertips.

"Let me kiss you."

He is a little dazed from the fever now, and needs to kiss his wife to recover.

Qiao Jing's earlobe was kneaded by the calloused fingertips, and she felt her whole body wake up in an instant, and her toes curled up uncontrollably.

The temperature of the man's fingers was as high as that of others, and at this moment her earlobe seemed to be about to be burned.

She reached out and pushed him away.

Zhan Qi Pei immediately groaned on purpose.

"Um--"

Qiao Jing's movements froze, she frowned and raised her eyes to look at the other party.

Could it be that she pushed too hard?

Zhan Qi Pei's fingertips were still lingering around Qiao Jing's earlobe, and while the other was in a daze, he stretched out his hand and pinched it too much.

He laid his whole body on Qiao Jing's body, but avoided the woman's belly, leaning his head on the other's shoulder, his dark eyes sank, and his tone was stubborn.

"Just let me kiss you."

Qiao Jing's chest heaved and she stretched out her hand to push the person away. The corners of her mouth twitched, she was speechless.

"No, you get up."

She won't make a retreat just because this dog man has a fever.

After Zhan Qi Pei was pushed away, he pressed down on Qiao Jing again in the next second.

After pinching Qiao Jing's earlobe a few times, he found that the woman's earlobe seemed untouchable.

He purposely stretched out his hand and pinched it, spraying hot breath on the other's neck.

Qiao Jing couldn't help flinching, there was a hint of reproach in her eyes but she didn't know it.

"Zhan Qipei! Take your hands away and go drink the medicine."

Zhan Qi Pei stared at the woman's reddish earlobes non-stop, his dark eyes deepened a bit, and a trace of unclear emotion flashed across them.

He admired Qiao Jing's expression with a hint of reproach, hooked the corners of his mouth, and revealed a captivating smile.

The man's deep and magnetic voice sounded, as if it had a charming magic power.

"Let me kiss, and I'll drink the medicine."

Qiao Jing only felt her temples twitch abruptly.

She put her hand on the man's firm chest, trying to push him away.

"Do you like to drink or not?"

She was too lazy to pay attention to this dog man, otherwise she would hold her and chew and bite her again later.

Zhan Qipei lay motionless on her body, looking quietly at the woman's face.

"Then I'll have a worse burn tomorrow."

Qiao Jing became more and more speechless, and rolled her eyes.

"It's none of my business that you don't drink the medicine yourself."

Zhan Qi Pei didn't speak, and put his scorching forehead on the woman's shoulder, letting the other party feel the temperature of his forehead.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a few minutes, and Zhan Qi Pei still had no intention of getting up.

There is a posture that tonight, he is going to sleep in this position.

Qiao Jing pursed her lips as she felt the heat continuously coming from her shoulders.

After a while, her chest heaved heavily, and she exhaled slowly.

If she didn't care about it, with Zhan Qi Pei's temperament, it's really possible that he wouldn't drink the medicine and just be stubborn with her all night.

Well, for the sake of the man being a patient, she endured it!

Qiao Jing gritted her teeth.

"Okay, dear—"

Before she could finish her words, the man's thin lips immediately pressed against her.

After a few seconds, she felt her lips gradually begin to tingle.

(End of this chapter)