Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 413 Are You Sick? 3
"It should be." The other guard nodded, and immediately turned around and went out to find Ye Qiqi.

Fortunately, Ye Qiqi lived in the same yard as him, the guard went to the west wing and knocked on the door, said something to her, and Ye Qiqi hurried over.

"Your Highness is sick?" Ye Qiqi walked into the room and asked with some doubts.

"Yes, when I went out just now, I didn't look very energetic. I didn't expect that when I came back, my condition was even worse." A guard hurriedly reported to Ye Qiqihui respectfully.

"Then did you call for a doctor?" Ye Qiqi walked to Mo Hanqing's bed, and saw him lying on the bed with his eyes closed, with an unusual blush appearing on his fair and handsome face.

She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand and gently placed it on his forehead.

Her palm was hot.

Ye Qiqi was startled, just as she was about to withdraw her hand, a slender and warm hand tightly grasped her palm.

She lowered her head, and at a glance, she saw Mo Hanqing's big white and slender hand tightly clutching her.

His palms were as hot as his forehead.

"Did you call the doctor?" Ye Qiqi raised his head and asked the guards standing in the room.

"Chen Feng has gone to see the doctor just now, and the doctor will probably come in a while." One of the guards quickly replied towards her.

"Yeah." Ye Qiqi finally felt relieved. She lowered her head and glanced at Mo Hanqing who was lying on the bed. His eyes were closed, and the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the eye sockets.

She hesitated for a moment, trying to pull her hand out.

However, as soon as her hand moved slightly, it was immediately clenched even tighter.

"Ye Qiqi..." Mo Hanqing's deep and slightly hoarse voice came from the bed.

"Huh?" Ye Qiqi was startled, and quickly looked at him.

I saw his black and deep eyes half-squinted to look at her at the moment, the light in his eyes seemed a little dim, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Don't mess around." move……"

Then he closed his eyes again.

Ye Qiqi stared at him in a daze, her eyes fell back on her hand which was tightly held by him, the temperature of his palm was really frighteningly hot, maybe it was because her hand was a little cold, that's why he kept holding her hand tightly. Hold on tight?
While she was thinking wildly, the guard named Chen Feng rushed in hurriedly, dragging the doctor, "The doctor is here, the doctor is here."

The guards in the room hurried out of the way.

The doctor with the gray beard walked up to the bed, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, then glanced at Ye Qiqi who was squatting beside the bed, couldn't help but frowned and said: "This little girl, can you please let me go for a while?" Let it go? With you standing in front of His Highness King Jing'an's bed like this, the old man can't feel his pulse."

Ye Qiqi turned her head, looked at the doctor with a helpless expression, and said, "I also want to let you go, but if this guy won't let go, what can I do?"

"..." The doctor with the gray beard noticed that Mo Hanqing was holding her hand tightly, "Then this..."

The doctor hesitated for a moment, and could only squat down beside Ye Qiqi and said: "Little girl, please pull His Highness's wrist to the side of the bed so that I can feel the pulse."

(End of this chapter)