Mommy, Daddy is here again

Chapter 635 Drink medicine for him...

She returned to the bedroom, changed out of her pajamas, and walked out of the bedroom wearing a pair of blue jeans and an off-white sweater.

When she walked to the door of the apartment, she changed the slippers on her feet, put on a pair of white sneakers, opened the door and walked out.

More than half an hour later, Ling Xiaoyue, who was full of youth, appeared outside the door of Room 1808 in Melton Hotel.

Standing outside the door, Ling Xiaoyue suddenly became timid.

She stood there hesitantly, not knowing whether to go in or not.

At this moment, Chen Jian suddenly opened the door and walked out.

Chen Jian went out at this time because he had just moved Mo Zixiang to the bed, and Mo Zixiang had a severe fever and fell into a coma. He was going to find a doctor outside.

Seeing Ling Xiaoyue standing at the door, Chen Jian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Miss Ling, are you here?"

As he said that, he stepped aside, "Miss Ling, go in and see the president."

Ling Xiaoyue nodded, "Okay."

As soon as I walked into Room 1808, I was greeted by the pungent smell of alcohol. On the floor of the wine cabinet in the living room, there were several empty wine bottles lying here and there.

Ling Xiaoyue frowned.

How much alcohol did this man drink?
"Miss Ling, the president has a severe fever and has fallen into a coma." Chen Jian strode forward and opened the bedroom door as he spoke.

At this time, Mo Zixiang was lying on the bed in the bedroom.

Under the dim light, it could be seen faintly, the man's handsome face was very red, covered with cyan stubble, looking haggard.

Perhaps because of the high fever, his thin lips were very chapped...

Ling Xiaoyue's heart suddenly ached, and she walked over quickly.

She raised her hand to touch the man's forehead, and it was scaldingly hot!

this man!

Ling Xiaoyue looked back at Chen Jian, "He's burning so badly, you just let him mess around like this!"

Chen Jian is very innocent.

How can the president's character be moved by his words.

He was able to lift the president from the floor and bring him to the bed, and he did it while the president was unconscious.

"He doesn't look like this, you go and buy some antipyretics!" Ling Xiaoyue walked into the bathroom quickly while telling Chen Jian to buy medicines.

She fetched a basin of cold water from the bathroom, took out another towel, knelt down beside Mo Zixiang's bed, and wiped Mo Zixiang with the towel soaked in cold water.

Ling Xiaoyue gently wiped Mo Zixiang's hot cheeks, and murmured, "Mo Zixiang, hurry back when you get better..."

Mo Zixiang's temperature was too hot.

A basin of cold water quickly turned into lukewarm water.

Ling Xiaoyue went to the bathroom to fetch cold water again, and continued to squat and kneel beside Mo Zixiang's bed, wiping Mo Zixiang over and over again...

Soon, Chen Jian bought the medicine and came back.

When he came back, he saw Ling Xiaoyue taking good care of Mo Zixiang.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jian couldn't be happier.

It seems that Miss Ling is not so unfeeling towards the president, isn't she?
Maybe the president's high fever this time can be a blessing in disguise, and it may not be possible to save Miss Ling?
Thinking of this, Chen Jian didn't say anything, put down the medicine silently, closed the door and walked out...

Mo Zixiang was still unconscious.

Looking at the unconscious man, Ling Xiaoyue frowned.

Now that there are antipyretics, but everyone has a fever like this, how should I feed them?
Such a large amount of medicine, it is impossible for a comatose man to swallow it!

Soon, Ling Xiaoyue thought of a way.

She remembers when she was sick when she was a child, because she couldn't swallow the medicine, her parents mixed the pills into warm water...

Recalling the way her parents coaxed her to take the medicine at that time, Ling Xiaoyue's eyes couldn't help but filled with mist again.

She glanced at the unconscious man on the bed, took the medicine and walked out of the bedroom, crushed and melted the antipyretic medicine in warm water, and came back with a water glass.

Although this is a bit bitter, as long as it can be eaten by a man.

Ling Xiaoyue came over with warm water mixed with antipyretics, brought it to Mo Zixiang's mouth, and poured it into the man's mouth bit by bit.

At the same time, her soft voice rang in the man's ear, "Mo Zixiang, drink this."

The man on the bed was unconscious and could not hear her gentle and coaxing voice at all.

The warm water containing antipyretics just slid in along the man's dry and shapeless lips, and flowed out of the man's mouth without staying for half a minute.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyue immediately stopped her movements.

She gently wiped away the water dripping from the corner of the man's mouth, looked at the man with his eyes tightly closed, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Mo Zixiang, why are you always making things difficult for me?"

She forgot him and everything related to him, but he unexpectedly appeared in Milan.

She wants to stay away from his life, and he refuses to let go.

His stubborn entanglement made himself like this.

Even feeding a medicine now is so worrying.

Ling Xiaoyue's brows were furrowed into a ball.

"Forget it, even if I owe you!" Ling Xiaoyue whispered, picked up the potion and took a sip.

Then she bent down and slowly poured the potion in her mouth into Mo Zixiang's mouth bit by bit.

Mo Zixiang, who was in a shallow coma, instinctively swallowed the potion after Ling Xiaoyue put it into his mouth bit by bit.

After one mouthful of medicine was finally finished, Ling Xiaoyue went to feed the second mouthful...

Mo Zixiang, who was in a coma, suddenly felt a cold touch on his lips.

That kind of soft touch, soft, very comfortable.

And with the cold touch, water entered his mouth, moistening his terribly dry throat.

It's just that the water is only a little bit every time, and his throat is still terribly dry.

Without any hesitation, he immediately opened his mouth, just to get more water that would make him less uncomfortable.

Mo Zixiang drank the potion given by Ling Xiaoyue, but he still felt that it was not enough.

He felt that there was something sweeter than this water.

Ling Xiaoyue was taken aback by Mo Zixiang's sudden movement.

She hasn't come in time to evacuate,

Ling Xiaoyue: "..."

This man looks like this, and...

But she couldn't let him go.

Seeing that there was still half a cup of medicine in the cup, Ling Xiaoyue had no choice but to feed Mo Zixiang's mouth with antipyretic medicine again.

Mo Zixiang, who was in a coma, was especially attached to the coldness of Ling Xiaoyue's lips.

Just like that, after feeding Mo Zixiang all the antipyretics in the cup, Ling Xiaoyue's cheeks turned red.

"You bastard! Don't forget to take advantage of this!"

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