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Chapter 5 You Are Not Dead Again
After drinking the warm honey water, Mo Yeqing's complexion has improved a lot.

He raised his eyelids and saw Xia Chuqing's enlarged face in front of him, looking at him nervously.

"How is it?" Xia Chuqing swallowed, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Fortunately, no fever.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Yeqing put his arms on the bed, tried to get out of bed, and said in a cold voice, "Get out of the way."

"I won't let it."

Xia Chuqing stood in front of him, with a flushed face, stubborn and willful.

"How do you go to work like this? You are sick and can't go to work!"

Mo Yeqing's stern and resolute face turned gray again.

If he hadn't eaten hot pot last night, he wouldn't have had diarrhea all night, leading to collapse.

His face twitched, his mood was a little impatient, and he said lightly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Hearing this, Xia Chuqing let go of his hand and let him go.

Seeing him go to the bathroom wrapped in a towel, she blushed a little more.

Unknowingly, the base of the ear felt hot again.

Mo Yeqing called his private doctor from the bathroom.

Xia Chuqing heard the sound of "squeaking" water in the bathroom, and had no idea what happened to Mo Yeqing.

Within a few minutes, Mo Yeqing came out of the bathroom and was fully dressed.

The doorbell rang downstairs too.

"I'll open the door!"

Xia Chuqing ran down quickly, and it was the private doctor who came.

The personal doctor is Chi Yu, who only serves the Mo family.

After going upstairs, Xia Chuqing saw Chi Yu wearing a stethoscope, standing by the bed, examining Mo Yeqing, with a serious look on his face.

She leaned against the door and realized that this is the private physician of the Mo family.

"Judging from the situation, it is gastroenteritis. Fortunately, there is medicine at home, so prepare for an infusion."

Chi Yu sighed slightly, frowned and looked at Mo Yeqing, "What did you eat? It's been a long time since I've had this problem."

Mo Yeqing didn't seem to want to speak, so he tilted his head and closed his eyes to rest.

He barely slept last night.

"Is it because I ate hot pot last night?"

Xia Chuqing was a little puzzled, looking at Chi Yu's fierce face, she was a little afraid to speak.

"What? Hot pot?!"

Chi Yu was about to explode, so he yelled at Xia Chuqing, "Do you know that he can't eat hot pot? If he eats it, he will get gastroenteritis!"

"what……"

Xia Chuqing was taken aback for a moment, never expecting such a thing to happen.

Thinking of her recklessly serving him food yesterday, she felt like she was in a cold sweat.

"Stop making noise and get out."

A cold male voice sounded, and Mo Yeqing sat on the bed with obvious impatience in his eyes, "Hurry up if you want an infusion."

Obviously it was to Chi Yu.

Chi Yu's face changed, and after a long delay, he said slowly: "I know, I know, you really don't love yourself at all."

He turned around and went to the infirmary to dispense medicine for Mo Yeqing.

Xia Chuqing looked at Mo Yeqing on the bed without saying a word.

The guilt in her heart was getting stronger and stronger, she turned around and withdrew, "I'll make you some porridge..."

If you are sick, you can only eat these bland things.

Mo Yeqing didn't speak, and closed his eyes. The more Xia Chuqing thought about it, the more he blamed himself. No wonder Chen Zihan said he couldn't eat.

It turned out to be the case.

It's all her fault, she's too capricious.

Boil the porridge in the pot, and Chi Yu is ready to leave.

When I saw Xia Chuqing when I went downstairs, I didn't ask her identity, but said coldly, "In the future, don't let him eat spicy and unclean food. Don't let him eat hot pot roadside stalls."

After saying that, he left.

Xia Chuqing snorted coldly, she never expected that Mo Yeqing would be so difficult to serve.

The porridge in the pot was almost cooked, she filled a bowl, made a plate of mustard greens, and served it up.

Mo Yeqing was already asleep, with needles stuck in the back of his hand, and there were still a few bottles of liquid left.

As soon as she put the porridge down, he woke up.

Her face relaxed, and although she was uncomfortable, she still smiled, "Are you hungry? I made porridge for you."

His eyes opened, and his stern face relaxed slightly.

is too hungry.

Xia Chuqing picked up the bowl and smiled brightly, "Let me feed you."

Mo Yeqing didn't say a word, he can only be fed by others in his current condition.

Seeing Xia Chuqing's smile recede, her eye circles were still a little red.

He frowned, and said in a calm voice, "Are you crying?"

Xia Chuqing suddenly raised her head with a calm face.

"I do not have."

She glared at him, and because he was sick, she was a little presumptuous, "Why should I cry, you are not dead."

As soon as the words fell, she shut up.

Realize that I said something wrong.

Looking up, Mo Yeqing stared at her motionlessly with eyes as cold as eagles, with a chill in his heart.

She smiled "hehe", "President Mo, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

Even if he died, she didn't need to cry.

Hey!
She didn't know how to explain it!
Well, I don't need to explain it.

Her scalp was numb, and her fiery gaze was on her head.She was a little uncomfortable.

She picked up the bowl, blew on the porridge, and passed the spoon to his lips, "Take a bite, it's very soft."

Mo Yeqing lazily opened his mouth and swallowed the porridge.

It took him a long time to evaluate.

"It's hard to drink."

It does not have any taste.

Xia Chuqing was a little embarrassed, but she was still heartless, "Porridge, it tastes like this when boiled, why don't you try cooking it?"

Mo Yeqing stared at her lightly, Xia Chuqing quickly lowered her head in fright.

At this moment, a cold female voice sounded outside the door, "Mo, I heard that you are sick, how are you doing?"

The door of the room was pushed open, and Chen Zihan came in holding a lunch box.

Seeing that Xia Chuqing was there, her face darkened.

She looked at Mo Yeqing with an anxious expression, "Mo, you are making everyone anxious. I made some chicken soup for you, drink it while it's hot."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over to the table, glanced at the clear porridge on the table, and snorted coldly, "What's the matter? You let Mo eat these things when you're sick?"

Mo Yeqing's thin lips were tightly closed, Xia Chuqing paused, pushed by Chen Zihan, and subconsciously stepped aside.

The door was obviously closed, how could Chen Zihan come in?
Does she know the password?
Xia Chuqing watched as she put the chicken soup on the table, holding the porridge, and was about to take it away.

The porridge, which was originally warm, turned out to be a little hot in the palm of my hand.

Mo Yeqing glanced at Chen Zihan, fixed his eyes on Xia Chuqing, his eyes tightened, "I haven't finished eating yet, where are you going?"

There was a hint of tenderness in her tone.

Xia Chuqing was taken aback, and looked at him blankly.

Not going in, not going back.

Chen Zihan's lunch box has been opened, and the chicken soup is very thick.

She was also stunned, "Mo, drink some chicken soup, you are so weak."

Mo Yeqing ignored her and looked at Xia Chuqing with a little impatience in his eyes, "Get over here yet."

Xia Chuqing's heart felt hot, and Pidianpidian handed the porridge in front of him.

Mo Yeqing actually cooperated obediently, without being picky at all.

After feeding him a whole bowl, Mo Yeqing's eyes never stopped on Chen Zihan during the whole process.

After Xia Chuqing finished feeding, Chen Zihan came forward with the chicken soup. Mo Yeqing frowned, and his voice became a little colder, "Why haven't you left yet?"

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