I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 622 Nothing is more important than you

After listening to what I said in a daze, he immediately raised the corners of his lips and squeezed out a not-so-good-looking smile.

I couldn't laugh or cry, "You still don't force yourself."

I reached out and patted his shoulder, I pulled the quilt up, and chose a comfortable position to sleep.

But he stretched out his long arms, and suddenly hugged me into his arms. As soon as his icy body pressed against him, it was so cold that I shivered several times.

He was only wearing a thin loose house coat, and I could clearly feel his cold body.

"Cold?" He raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

I nodded, broke free from his arms, and said to him very seriously: "It's cold, please keep a certain distance from me. If you don't want to keep the distance, please wear three layers inside and three layers outside."

Hearing this, he burst into laughter with a 'puchi', immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went to the cloakroom to put on several layers of clothes and came back.

When he was wrapped up thickly and came closer to me, the cold feeling was almost gone. However, he was dressed so thickly, and it was quite uncomfortable to watch him under the quilt. I think he must be very uncomfortable.

"Are you all right?"

He smiled: "I'd rather have something to do than sleep with you in my arms."

"..."

It seems that he was dressed too thickly, and he was aggrieved to sleep on the bed like this. He was kicking the quilt all night. I helped him cover the quilt a few times, and I knew that he didn’t catch a cold like a normal person. He didn’t feel cold or hot, but I still did it subconsciously.

In fact, every time he kicked the quilt away, the cold wind swished into my neck, and I couldn't bear it, so I kept covering him with the quilt...

However, despite this, the next morning, I still felt heavy in the head, and my nose was very stuffy and runny.

I am sick.

Blame me for letting him make a big rice dumpling with three layers inside and three layers outside, and as a result, I caught a bad cold as a result.

After washing up, I went downstairs and nestled on the sofa, holding a box of toilet paper and not letting go.

Black Spot looked at me from the side, with a look of disgust in its dark red pupils.

It moved to the side and asked in a low voice: "Little master, don't you have a cold?"

"Ask again if you see it." While talking, I took out two pieces of paper and blew my nose hard.

At this time, Ming Si leaned out half of his body from the kitchen.

He was still wearing an apron around his waist, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Breakfast is ready." He called out to me.

"coming."

In response, I stood up holding the paper box and strode towards the restaurant.

After I sat down, I stared at the Western-style breakfast on the table, but I didn't have any appetite.

Ming Si is in a good mood, except that he has taken off several layers of clothes, there is nothing unusual about him, his cheeks are fair and handsome as usual, especially the smile between his brows and eyes is very deep.

I really want to die!
If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let him wear it so thick.

I have been hugging his ice cube body for so many years, no matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, I have never had a bad cold. I did not expect to let him add a few clothes, and it will become like this overnight.

I really regret it when I think about it!

I shouldn't have done this...

Seeing me sitting there in a daze, holding a box of toilet paper in my hand, Ming Si was surprised: "Aren't you hungry?"

"Ah."

"You don't look very good, are you uncomfortable?"

"It's very uncomfortable."

Due to a bad cold, I spoke in a particularly nasal voice, and even I felt my voice became hoarse and deep.

Ming Si stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch my forehead, and murmured, "I don't have a fever."

"..."

Of course I don't have a fever, I have a cold, a cold doesn't necessarily mean a fever...

"What's wrong with you?" He asked carefully.

I looked at him and said weakly, "Nowhere is comfortable."

"That's serious."

His eyes widened a little, and a flash of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took out his mobile phone to call the emergency hotline.

I quickly stopped him.

"what are you doing?"

"call the ambulance."

I had no choice but to hold my forehead, and I admired him so much.

"I just have a cold!"

"But you said you don't feel well anywhere. Since this is the case, the problem is naturally very serious. An ambulance must be called."

"No, I beg you, there is no need to call an ambulance."

"Then you eat, and I'll take you to the hospital after eating."

"No, just buy some cold medicine."

"No."

"..."

His attitude was very tough and he would not allow me to say 'no' at all.

Under his gaze, I barely ate something, and then I was dragged by him to the hospital.

After seeing the doctor and going to the medicine window to get the medicine, we happened to run into Chen Luoyang.

He had a pair of panda eyes and looked very tired, as if he had stayed up late.

After saying hello to us, he rushed to Wang Guihua's ward.

I wanted to ask him about Zhang Dequan's situation, but it seemed that he was very busy, so we didn't follow up.

When I got home, Ming Si didn't even go to the Hades Group. He stared at me at home, took the medicine, and put me to sleep. He was holding a book, sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, reading the book quietly.

I looked at him and fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, it was already afternoon.

When he opened his eyes, he was still sitting on the sofa flipping through a book.

He has read about half of the book.

"Aren't you going to the company?" I asked him.

He raised his head upon hearing the sound, and said gently, "No."

"The thing about the factory..."

"Nothing is as important as your body," he said abruptly.

Although his tone was a bit harsh, it was very heartwarming to hear.

I lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but he threw the book in his hand, and teleported to me, and pushed me back to the bed, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

I was startled by his behavior, froze for a few seconds, and said, "I want to drink water."

"Lie down and don't move."

After speaking, he strode out of the room, and soon came back with a glass of warm water.

Watching me drink the water, he took the cup and helped me to lie down.

"Keep sleeping."

I couldn't laugh or cry, I woke up from this sleep, and my spirit recovered pretty well, at least now I don't feel sleepy at all.

"I don't want to sleep."

"Then lie down and don't move."

"..."

He is very domineering, I really want to get out of bed and walk around, but he won't.

I had no choice but to lie on the bed obediently, and he, after making sure that I didn't mess around, sat back on the sofa, picked up the book and continued to read.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyes half of the sky, and through the window, you can clearly see the fiery red sunset.

The room was quiet.

Suddenly, Ming Si's cell phone rang.

He kept his eyes fixed on the book in his hand, freed one hand to reach into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, glanced at the incoming call indicator, pressed the answer button and directly attached the mobile phone to his ear.

"What's the matter?...Understood."

After saying six words in total, he hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)