Billionaire's Secret Lover

This time, I was really ill. I suddenly had a high fever, but I didn't even expect it.

Just as she walked into the elevator when she went out, her legs suddenly softened and she almost fell down on her knees. At last, long Chuhan picked her up and took her to the car. Without any hesitation, she quickly drove to the nearby hospital.

The temperature was so high for a girl that the doctor decided to have a fever reducing injection first.

But the girl was afraid of an injection and had to refuse. In the end, even the corners of her eyes were wet. If the doctor didn't say that the degree was too high, long Chuhan couldn't bear to force her like this.

Usually seldom see her such a fierce reaction, she seems to do everything is very easy-going, character is like that, would rather difficult for themselves, not difficult for others.

But this time, I was probably ill and had a lot of temper. I tried to leave when I got the injection. At last, long Chuhan helped me hold her tightly, and the nurse managed to get the injection down.

After a shot, when she went out, the girl buried her face in his chest and said nothing. She thought she was still afraid. But later, when she lifted her face, she found that she was crying secretly.

He can cry even after an injection. He can't laugh or cry because of his small appearance. How can a 20-year-old be the same as a 3-year-old?

Fortunately, after the injection, the body temperature finally dropped.

When I got home, I took a thermometer and found that the temperature was only 38 degrees. Although I still had a fever, it was much better than that in the morning.

The doctor said that she would take medicine after dinner, so after she was told to lie down, long Chuhan went back to the kitchen, boiled the porridge again, and served her a bowl.

After blowing cold, she sent it to the bedside. Unexpectedly, when the girl saw it, she immediately began to dislike it. Her facial features were wrinkled together, and she murmured and complained It's ugly. I don't want to eat it. "

Long Chuhan's face was slightly embarrassed, but he said, "I'm at this level. I'll try my best to make it worse, and then I'll try to improve it, OK?"

"What did you do?" Her throat is a little itchy, and her eyes are a little surprised when she looks at long Chuhan.

"What? Isn't it? " Although it's ugly, it looks edible.

"Like." After looking at him and the bowl of porridge, Mingke finally laughed and said in a low voice, "what's so ugly about the porridge you bought? If it had been bought, the store would have closed down a long time ago. "

"Can't you save face?" He sat down by the bed, took a spoon and took a mouthful of porridge to her lips: "first, eat some cushion stomach, and then take medicine, I'll buy you something delicious at noon."

Name can not speak, mouth just touched, immediately frowned: "no taste, how to eat?"

"No taste?" Long Chuhan looks at the porridge on the spoon and thinks about it. He still doesn't remember whether he forgot to put salt.

After further hesitation, he suddenly sent the spoon to his lips and opened his mouth to eat the porridge.

"I ate..." Mingke was startled and tried to stop him. He had already swallowed the porridge, and it didn't taste at all.

"I'll put it here again," he said

Ming didn't speak. He just watched him stand up and walk out quietly.

Why is he so different from what he imagined? The longer I get along with him, the more I doubt whether my judgment is wrong.

He doesn't look like a bad guy at all. He is a big brother next door. He works conscientiously, works hard, and is attentive. When he goes out, he looks elegant and gentle. How many girls have a dream of him?

His breath and image are totally different from those dark organizations, and the feeling of blue is even worse than that of heaven and earth. Why is such a clean, elegant and noble man a flying eagle?

Muzichuan wanted to join the flying eagle at that time in order to find revenge for the northern night. What about him? Does he have so much hatred in his heart, and he can't avenge himself with his ability, so he will choose this way?

When she closed her eyes, she felt dizzy and couldn't even sit down.

The body slipped down, pulled the quilt over the body, and the consciousness began to get confused again.

You can't be soft hearted and think too much. No matter he is a good or bad man, grandfather's situation is also worrying. Her father and grandmother are likely to be killed by Prynne, and he is Prynne's grandson and the person of flying eagle How many people did the flying eagle harm? I'm afraid I can't count it up to now.

In any case, she had to take advantage of him to let herself go back to the dragon's house, find out the truth of the car accident, and stop Prynne from harming her grandfather.

If she can, she also wants to know what kind of person he is in the eagle, and whether he is really incurable.

After sleeping in the apartment for at least three or four hours, I woke up again at nearly three o'clock in the afternoon.The door is open. There are still people in the apartment. Today, long Chuhan didn't go out. It seems that Always here.

In the morning, I heard him say that he was going out today. I don't know if he was burning too confused, or because he was ill, his affairs were delayed?

It seems that someone is listening to the phone outside. It seems that you can still hear long Chuhan's voice I have something to do today. OK, I'll go tomorrow It doesn't matter. Try to delay. I'll apologize to him later Well, you should try to pick up some nice words and ask him to stay in Dongling for another day. I will go tomorrow. Good, good service... "

When long Chuhan came in, Mingke had already sat up from the bed and was rubbing his eyebrow.

Seeing her, he hurriedly walked over, threw his cell phone on the bed, stared at her and said, "how do you feel now? Is it still hot? "

Just now he came over and took her temperature, 37 degrees two, low fever, much better than in the morning, at this time his face seemed to look better.

The warm palm went out and pressed on her forehead. Mingke just looked at him quietly, with his big eyes open, and didn't hum.

He carefully explored, tightening the eyebrow slightly loosened a few minutes: "should be not how to burn, at most there is a little low fever, I pour you a cup of warm water, you drink more water, today will be fine."

Mingke didn't have time to say anything. He turned and walked to the hall. He came back with a cup of warm water.

She was really thirsty. She drank up the whole glass of water at one go. When he took it over, she looked at him and said, "brother, are you busy today?"