Mommy, Daddy is here again

Chapter 165 She Is Really His Medicine...

Although I didn't know his name before, wasn't he the bodyguard who followed Mu Qinghan?
Why is he here alone now?Shouldn't a doctor be brought over?
Thinking of what Uncle Xiang said before, he said that he had already notified Luo Feng.

And what Uncle Xiang said was very clear at the time, he said that it would be fine when Luo Feng came.

Jian Ruge's slightly frowned brows relaxed.

Could it be that this Luo Feng is not just a bodyguard, but also a bodyguard with superb medical skills?

Jian Ruge looked at Luo Feng, and then asked: "Are you a doctor? Or do you mean your medical skills are very good?"

Luo Feng shook his head: "Miss Jian, I am not a doctor, nor do I know how to do it."

Hearing this, Jian Ruge frowned tightly.

She is such a lady, such a gentle person, she is almost driven crazy by them!
Are Mu Qinghan's subordinates really as unreliable as Mu Qinghan?

Mu Qinghan forced her, who had no medical skills, to fetch bullets for him and bandage the wound.

Uncle Xiang let Mu Qinghan mess around.

Now there is another stunned young man who doesn't know medical skills, is he here to join in the fun? !

Just when Jian Ruge couldn't help but want to start scolding, Luo Feng handed the medicine bottle in his hand to Jian Ruge, "Miss Jian, this is the president's medicine. Every time the president is injured and has a fever, he will If this happens, you’ll be fine if you take the medicine.”

Jane Ruge: "..."

If you have medicine, why don't you take it out earlier, and stand here talking nonsense!
But does this medicine really work?
Jian Ruge took the medicine in Luo Feng's hand, glanced at the small medicine bottle in her hand, then looked at Luo Feng, and asked the doubts in her heart, "Are you sure this medicine is useful? Don't you need to call the doctor?"

Luo Feng nodded, and promised sincerely: "Miss Jian, don't worry, I won't harm the president. As long as the president takes this medicine, there is absolutely no need to call the doctor over."

Only then did Jian Ruge feel relieved, and unscrewed the cap of the medicine bottle in her hand.

Seeing Jian Ruge's movements, Luo Feng said at the right time: "Miss Jian, one is enough."

At this time, Uncle Xiang had already poured a glass of water and brought it over, "Miss, water."

Jian Ruge poured out a pill from the medicine bottle, looked at Mu Qinghan and said in a warm voice, "Mu Qinghan, come and open your mouth to take the medicine."

Mu Qinghan opened his mouth obediently.

Jian Ruge put the medicine into Mu Qinghan's mouth, then took the water glass from Uncle Xiang's hand, brought it to Mu Qinghan's mouth, "Mu Qinghan, come, take a drink and swallow the medicine."

Mu Qinghan opened his mouth again.

Jian Ruge fed Mu Qinghan a sip of water, watched him swallow the medicine together with the water, and said softly: "Mu Qinghan, be obedient, close your eyes and sleep. When you wake up, you won't feel bad gone."

This time, Mu Qinghan didn't close his eyes listening to Jian Ruge's words.

His big hand firmly held Jian Ruge's small hand, and looked at Jian Ruge deliriously, "Ge'er, I can't sleep. Otherwise, you have to leave."

Mu Qinghan's words were unbelievably gentle.

But Jian Ruge understood.

She stretched out her other hand, and tucked the corner of the quilt for Mu Qinghan again.

There was a gentle smile on his face, and his voice was even more gentle.

"Don't worry, I won't leave this time, I'll stay here with you, go to sleep."

……

Seeing the interaction between Mu Qinghan and Jian Ruge, Luo Feng froze there.

He had never seen such a president.

In the past, the president who fell ill would only show his manic side, turn into a complete madman, destroy everything in front of him, and kill violently...

But today's president is like a child who yearns for more attention.

But Miss Jane seems to be really playing the role of mother.

Compared with Luo Feng, Uncle Xiang, who has seen the relationship between Jian Ruge and Mu Qinghan after the onset of the disease, is obviously much calmer.

He stretched out his hand and stabbed Luo Feng who was frozen there, petrified Luo Feng, gave him a look, and the two retreated out of the master bedroom together.

Uncle Xiang and Luo Feng left, leaving only Jian Ruge and Mu Qinghan in the master bedroom.

Jian Ruge let Mu Qinghan hold her little hand tenaciously, and she gently coaxed this man who was sick like a child to sleep over and over again.

Not long after, after taking the medicine, Mu Qinghan finally fell into a deep sleep under Jian Ruge's comfort.

Jian Ruge didn't dare to leave, fearing that Mu Qinghan would not be able to find her when she woke up.

She just sat there, keeping an eye on Mu Qinghan's body temperature.

It wasn't until Mu Qinghan's scorching body temperature gradually dropped that the heart she had been holding was relaxed.

……

Early the next morning, Mu Qinghan woke up from a deep sleep.

Opening his eyes, he saw the sleeping girl lying on the bed.

Seeing the girl's sweet sleeping face, and seeing the small hand being held by his own big hand, Mu Qinghan felt so guilty.

She took care of him all night.

If he guessed correctly, he fell ill again last night.

But she has been guarding him. She cares about him, and he knows it.

There was a touch of joy in addition to the guilt.

Little wild cat, I knew you had me in your heart.

Mu Qinghan let go of the woman's little hand, got off the bed, and stood beside Jian Ruge.

Then, he reached out to hug Jian Ruge to sleep on the bed.

Just out of reach.

Only with a little effort, his injured arm started to hurt in warning.

His arm is still useful, and he will use it to protect the little wild cat and the children from the wind and rain in the future, so it can't really be useless like this.

Moreover, if he insisted on picking up the little wild cat, he might wake up the little wild cat.

In the end, Mu Qinghan withdrew his hand.

Pulled the quilt on the bed, and gently covered Jian Ruge's body.

However, Jian Ruge still woke up.

She looked at the man sleepily, "Mu Qinghan?"

"En." Mu Qinghan responded lightly, looking at Jian Ruge with his dark eyes, "Ge'er, go to bed and sleep."

Jian Ruge ignored Mu Qinghan's words, remembered that Mu Qinghan was still sick, and scolded angrily: "Mu Qinghan, why did you get out of bed? Who allowed you to come down? Don't you know that you are sick?"

Mu Qinghan smiled, "Ge'er, I'm fine now."

As he said that, he looked at Jian Ruge with gentle eyes, and then said in a gentle voice: "Ge'er, you have worked hard for taking care of me all night."

Jian Ruge blushed, "Who, I've been taking care of you all night, and I just accidentally fell asleep?"

Mu Qinghan looked at Jian Ruge meaningfully.

His little wild cat is still so wrong.

Seeing Mu Qinghan's thought-provoking eyes, Jian Ruge's face turned even redder.

She stared at Mu Qinghan, and yelled hard: "If you didn't see that you were sick and pitiful, and kept holding my hand to prevent me from leaving, you thought I..."

Mu Qinghan stretched out his intact arm, and pulled Jian Ruge into his arms, "Ge'er, don't say any more, I know you have me in your heart."

(End of this chapter)