Falling Heart

Chapter 91 Not as Hypocritical as You Think
Shen Qing realized his purpose of asking the password, and suddenly became nervous, even her voice stuttered: "You, you're not doing well, are you?"

"What are you thinking?" Xie Mingchao sneered, "I know an old Chinese doctor, I'll ask him to help you with a prescription to reduce the fever. If you haven't got a fever to the point where you can't get out of bed, you can open the door yourself."

She tried to turn over, and her brain was torn apart as if it had been disassembled.

Shen Qing gave up and lay down again.

"The password is 0909," she warned worriedly, "don't use my password to sneak in and do whatever you want!"

He sneered coldly: "Is there anything valuable in your house that I should miss?"

Shen Qing replied subconsciously: "Me."

There was an eerie silence on both sides.

In order to ease the atmosphere, she hurriedly found a reason to hang up the phone: "I'm going to rest, if you want to come, come."

Shen Qing pressed several times in a panic before touching the hang up button, and was relieved when she saw the interface where the call ended.

How did she say such shameless words just now!
Xie Mingchao must think she is narcissistic, right?Her image in his heart has fallen to the bottom since the first time they met, and now she is showing off her value like this, which makes her shameless image even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Shen Qing's face became hot, it was unknown whether it was caused by embarrassment or fever.

She took a deep breath, turned on the sleep aid music and planned to continue sleeping.

Xie Mingchao went to the office to ask Zhang Jianshan for leave.

"Student Xie is also sick?" He looked nervously at Xie Mingchao's face, "Flus have been frequent recently, you should also pay attention to your health."

Xie Mingchao said concisely: "I'm going to visit Shen Qing."

"Oh, okay, okay," Zhang Jianshan smiled gratifiedly, "Students should be united and friendly, so go ahead."

Xie Mingchao stopped at the door of Shen Qing's house with a medicine bag in her hand. Since she forgot to bring the key and was locked outside the door last time, she changed the door lock to a fingerprint combination lock.

He entered the password, and after a beep, the door opened.

Most of the apartment types in the neighborhood were the same, so Xie Mingchao went to the kitchen with ease and started to stew medicine.

Shen Qing smelled the strong fragrance of medicinal herbs while sleeping, and her chaotic consciousness was blown away a lot.

Xie Mingchao knocked on the door: "Are you awake?"

She cleared her throat and tried to raise the volume: "Come in."

He pushed open the door, but didn't come in immediately. He stood at the door with the medicine in his hand and looked at her.

"Girls' room, it's inconvenient for boys to go in." Xie Mingchao put the medicine at the door, "Get up and drink."

"You are quite a gentleman at this time." Shen Qing sat up with difficulty supporting the edge of the bed. It was dark for a long time before gradually regaining clarity. "You didn't say that when you asked me to sleep in your room."

"These two things can't be compared." He leaned against the door frame, bending his legs casually. "Now you are as emaciated as if you were sucked dry by a male monster."

"Ugly is ugly, and I use a male monster as a metaphor."

She knew that compared with the handsome man by the door, her appearance was exactly like his description.

It was as if he was the one who sucked her life out.

"I'm leaving first, you can find a way to get down by yourself."

As soon as Xie Mingchao turned around, there was the sound of a heavy object falling behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Shen Qing fell to the ground with his head on the ground.

Shen Qing stretched out a hand with difficulty, "Can you...can you come over and help me?"

Xie Mingchao sighed softly, picked up the medicine and put it on the table, and lifted her up with one hand without tenderness.

She felt that her arm was about to be torn off, and when she regained consciousness, she had already sat back on the bed.

Shen Qing reprimanded feebly: "I broke my waist before, but now I break my hands. Do you want me to become Yang Guo?"

"Feel sorry."

His tone was too sincere, and her next words were stuck in her mouth, and she still chose to forgive after pulling the corner of her mouth.

Who made her a beautiful girl with a kind heart?
Shen Qing was so moved by her tolerance that she handed over a spoon to her mouth.

When she lowered her eyes, the brown-black liquid was steaming, and the scent of medicine lingered in the air.

When did Shen Qing enjoy such treatment from Xie Mingchao? She was flattered and shocked, and hurriedly wanted to pick it up, "I'll just do it myself."

"Isn't your hand about to break?" Xie Mingchao shrank his hand back, avoiding her movements, "I don't need to feel honored to serve you."

Drinking this spoonful might shorten your life, Shen Qing stubbornly refused: "Thank you, but I can do it with the other hand."

He didn't insist anymore, he threw the spoon back into the bowl, and held the bowl in front of her eyes, "It's up to you."

Shen Qing felt relieved, and went to pick it up with both hands. When her fingertips touched the wall of the bowl, she shrank from the heat. Fortunately, Xie Mingchao didn't let go, and the bowl was still firmly in his hand.

Xie Mingchao glanced at her expressionlessly, "Is it okay?"

She blew on her red fingertips, but didn't dare to look up, "Maybe not... How did you manage to hold such a hot thing without changing your face?"

"When I was working at a food stall, the temperature of the hot pot was hotter than this medicine bowl."

When Xie Mingchao fed Shen Qing again, she obediently opened her mouth and drank.

There is no expected bitterness, and it even tastes like brown sugar water.

Shen Qing raised her face and asked curiously, "What did you add?"

"You should have tasted it, brown sugar," he fed spoonful after spoonful. "Those who like sweet can't taste bitter."

She retorted angrily: "I'm not as hypocritical as you think!"

Xie Mingchao stopped feeding her, "Then you continue by yourself."

Shen Qing confessed in the next second: "Okay, I admit it."

After all, she was the one who was scalded by the bowl just now, and she is also the one who is being fed the medicine now. It would be too pretentious to say that she is not hypocritical.

The medicine ran out quickly, and Xie Mingchao put his hand on her forehead to test it, "It's still hot."

Probably because of touching the medicine bowl, his palm was hot like a soldering iron, and even his heart stopped beating suddenly.

He withdrew his hand naturally, as if he didn't notice Shen Qing's stiff expression.

Before going out, Xie Mingchao even opened the windows of her room.

"I'm going first, take a good rest."

When Xie Mingchao walked to the door, Shen Qing came to his senses, and replied in a daze: "Okay."

She lay back under the blanket, but felt that the temperature on her forehead was getting higher.

When Xie Mingchao entered the elevator, he happened to meet Li Xin who was coming up. The latter stared at him vigilantly as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Have you gone to Qingqing's house?"

His eyes were calm, and he said in a low voice: "No, she couldn't get out of bed because of the pain, and she couldn't open the door for me."

When Xie Mingchao passed by, Li Xin faintly smelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Before I had time to ask again, the elevator door was already closed.

As soon as Li Xin entered the door, he went straight to the kitchen, but the smell inside was clean and there was no smell of medicine.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the kid was not lying.

Li Xin started to make lunch, Shen Qing was sick, the diet should not only be light, but also nutritious.

(End of this chapter)