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Chapter 867 Too Wonderful to Find Words to Describe
Mu Qingxun just looked at Qiao Yimo, a storm was quietly brewing in the depths of her black eyes.

After a long time, Qiao Yimo calmed down, or it was only superficially calm.

She took the phone again and entered the text: "I want to see the child."

"I need time." Mu Qingxun saw it and said softly.

Time, time again!
Qiao Yimo stared at Mu Qingxun, with cold irony in her crimson eyes.

Mu Qingxun's heart twitched, and the hand holding the small bowl was suddenly clenched.

……

In the middle of the night, the black Spyker came roaring like a black panther in the dark night, and suddenly stopped at the gate.

In less than three seconds, Cheng Yin with a serious face dragged Guo Jihong out of the car, and hurried to the door.

Guo Jihong is in his seventies and eighties, no matter how healthy he is, he can't be compared with someone in his prime.

He was still wearing thick pajamas, probably asked Cheng Yin to drag him from the bed, and Guo Jihong didn't even have time to catch his breath along the way.

Cheng Yin came to "arrest people" in such an urgent way that he didn't need to think about it to know that something big had happened, but Guo Jihong's mind was so stiff that he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Cheng Yin grabbed Guo Jihong into the door and dragged him to the second floor.

Guo Jihong's old face was flushed, he was gasping for breath, and his old legs were shaking.

At the door of the master bedroom, Cheng Yin pushed the door open without knocking, and dragged Guo Jihong in, with a deep voice and uncontrollable panting, "Boss."

"get out."

……

1 minute to adapt.

"Miss Qiao's forehead was hot, and she had a high fever, which made her whole body twitch..."

Guo Jihong controlled his breathing, adjusted his messy and bewildered emotions, stepped forward, touched Qiao Yimo's sweaty forehead with the back of his hand, and raised his breath, "How could Miss Qiao have such a severe fever? Burn your brain like this
It's time to burn out. "

Guo Jihong panted and said, while reaching out to lift off the two duvets on Qiao Yimo's body, thinking that Mu Qingxun covered Qiao Yimo.

But Qiao Yimo had a high fever at the moment, wrapped in a quilt, there was no way to dissipate the fever, and it would only get worse.

However, as soon as his fingers touched the quilt, his arm was firmly held by Mu Qingxun.

Guo Jihong was slightly startled, and raised his head to look at Mu Qingxun inexplicably.

Mu Qingxun was wearing a gray nightgown tightly all over her body, her hair was hanging loosely, her black eyes stared coldly at Guo Jihong, "What are you doing?"

Guo Jihong, "..." was confused.

What can he do?What can he do in front of him?What else does he want to do at his age?
Did he order someone to coerce his old bones here from the warm bed?
He actually asked what he was going to do?
Is his brain not working, or is he forgetful? !

Of course, Qiao Yimo's situation was urgent at the moment, and Guo Jihong complained in his heart, twitching the corner of his mouth and said, "Covering like this will block all the pores of Miss Qiao's body and prevent her from dissipating the heat. I have to give Qiao Only when the fever subsides, miss.
Otherwise, Miss Qiao is very dangerous. "

After Guo Jihong finished speaking, he keenly noticed a subtle change in Mu Qingxun's cold face.

Guo Jihong's eyes narrowed, and he glanced suspiciously at Qiao Yimo, who was burned unconscious on the bed.

When she left the cs building in the morning, Qiao Yimo was clearly fine, why did she suddenly develop a high fever after coming back for more than ten hours? !

What happened in the middle?
Mu Qingxin let go of Guo Jihong's arm, straightened her thin lips slightly, and reached out to release Qiao Yimo from the velvet quilt.

"..."

"..."

Guo Jihong finally saw Qiao Yimo under the velvet quilt, and then he was so shocked that he kept making ellipses.

Qiao Yimo under the quilt didn't look inappropriate for children, she was wrapped in the same nightgown as Mu Qingxun.

The style of the nightgown is cinched at the waist, long to the calf, and the neck and calf are exposed.It's just that it's covered with bloodstains like being scratched, some places even bleed, and the pink tender flesh is turned out from under the skin,
It doesn't look scary.

If one place is okay, it happens that every inch of skin exposed to the air is like this.

Guo Jihong's heart skipped a beat, "This, this..."

Guo Jihong said "this" for a long time, but he didn't come out as ugly.

The picture was so shocking that Guo Jihong was so shocked that he could only think of "skinning" in horror movies!
Mu Qingxin's eyes were boundless for a moment, her fists were clenched tightly, and she stared at Qiao Yimo intently.

He understood Guo Jihong's shock at the moment. In fact, when he saw Qiao Yimo like this, he would only be more shocked than Guo Jihong.

Recalling that scene at this moment, still makes his heart tremble and fear uncontrollably.

After that incident, Qiao Yimo fell into a coma after going through several twists and turns to rescue her. Several months passed, but there was no sign of her waking up.

In the past few months, Mu Qingxun has been guarding that room every night, and her nerves have never been relaxed for a moment. Even though she was lying on that bed, the electrocardiogram reminded her that she was still alive, but he was still alive. The heart hangs all the time, completely falling asleep

The moment hardly passed.

Tonight, he embraced her, smelled the same light fragrance of shower gel on her body as his body, felt the soft little ball in his arms, and finally he had a sense of reality.

She woke up, in his arms.

The tense nerves in his whole body were completely relaxed at that moment, even though he knew that she might hate him, and might continue to hate him for a long time in the future.

He fell asleep, and slept so deeply and so deadly that he didn't even notice when she broke free from his arms or when she went to the bathroom.

When he indulged himself and woke up from his deep sleep, he found that she was gone.

Realizing this, every bone in Mu Qingxun's body tensed up, and he was even a little confused.

Looking around the bedroom, he found that the light in the bathroom was on, and the light was projected through the glass door of the bathroom. Looking at it, one's heart trembled uncontrollably.

At that time, he had an intuition that Qiao Yimo's being in the bathroom was not as simple as waking up at night.

It's just that when he walked into the bathroom in a hurry, the scene that appeared in front of his eyes still made Mu Qingxun, who was already prepared, tremble in his soul!
Qiao Yimo squatted under the shower in the shower, her long black hair was wet by the pouring water from the top of her head, clinging to her scalp, cheeks and neck.

Because Qiao Yimo was constantly brushing her body with the bath brush. The bath brush was made of fine soft bristles, so even if she brushed her body vigorously, it would not necessarily hurt her.

But Qiao Yimo didn't know how much force she had used, and how long she had been brushing continuously, the skin on her whole body almost let her brush off a layer... And yes, she didn't miss any part of the scrubbing.

Qiao Yimo's face was covered by her hair, Mu Qingxun couldn't see her face, and before she felt weird, she quickly stepped in.

One foot stepped into the shower, and the air-conditioning rushed up.

Mu Qingxun's hair went numb, and the blood flowed back into her body following the coldness.

She actually used cold water...

The anger surged into his chest uncontrollably, and the swelling anger in his chest almost drove Mu Qingxun crazy.

He bent over and grabbed Qiao Yimo's shoulders, and lifted her up. He couldn't help but growl at her, but before his growl reached the delay, she fainted in his arms past.

Mu Qingxun now looked at Qiao Yimo with a pale face and thin breathing, the flame of anger in her body had not been extinguished.

But at the same time, he is also very clear that there is not only anger and hatred in it, but also fear, panic, pain, and sorrow.

She didn't just hate him, she disgusted him!
Because he touched her, she was so disgusted that she wanted to shave off a layer of her skin.

She was so sick of him!
……

Guo Jihong endured the fear and discomfort in his heart, and gave Qiao Yimo an emergency fever reduction and infusion of water.

For the injury on Qiao Yimo's body, before he came, Mu Qingxun had already applied medicine to her, using the ointment Qiao Yimo developed himself.

When the ointment was made, Qiao Yimo asked him to test it, and Guo Jihong had to say that this medicine is easier to use than the general ointment on the market, and the effect is quicker.

He even helped Qiao Yimo contact the drug manufacturer. Of course, Qiao Yimo only provided the prescription, and Guo Jihong came forward for her, and Guo Jihong and the drug manufacturer were responsible for everything else.

Now Qiao Yimo's upgraded ointment is sold in many hospitals and pharmacies.

When Qiao Yimo's fever was pushed down little by little, and his body temperature was getting closer to normal, Guo Jihong frowned. Although he was a little worried, he still looked at Mu Qingxuan who was sitting aside with an unusually indifferent expression. said, "Mr. Mu, Joe
During the time when Miss woke up, except that she couldn't speak, everything looked like ordinary people... However, it was precisely because Miss Qiao couldn't make a sound, so it just meant that Miss Qiao still had some problems.whether it is
Psychological or physical problems that have not been discovered for the time being, it is best not to ignore them. "

And judging from the current situation, Qiao Yimo has a psychological problem, it's really not undiscovered!

Which normal person does not wake up in the middle of the night to brush off his own skin?

"You said she has no physical problems, but your apprentice assured me that she also has no psychological problems. So I thought she was acting with me." Mu Qingxuan said in a low voice.

Guo Jihong, "..."

Guo Jihong's brows were knotted.

Mu Qingxun's eyes were deep and cold, staring at Qiao Yimo, "It seems that I was wrong."

Bringing Qiao Yimo back from the CS building, Qiao Yimo hit him with his mobile phone and slapped him in the face madly. To be honest, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

If she hit him a few times, beating him can make her vent, and if she is in a better mood, he is willing to let her hit him.

Later, he wanted her regardless of her wishes, which had already violated his original idea.

At the beginning, he just wanted to provoke her, force her to speak, and curse him severely.

He pestered her for hours, and it was one-sided...

Even when he recalls it now, it still makes him feel so wonderful that he can't find words to describe it, and he is very obsessed.

However, despite the indifference and indifference he deliberately pretended to show afterwards after he did something that disgusted her asshole, Qiao Yimo didn't say a word.

So he finally believed it, even with Guo Jihong's guarantee that she has no physical problems, and the senior psychology professor's assertion that she has no psychological problems and she can't speak, it is true.

(End of this chapter)