Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Lin Qian put down the medicine box, sat aside, stretched out his hand and took it back: "it's some burning. Take your temperature first!"

He took the thermometer and asked Zhang Boyan to put it into his mouth, while he gently touched the swelling on Mo Xiaobei's cheek.

He felt so swollen that his skin was going to burst. He pursed his lips: "how painful it is!" Then he looked at Zhang Boyan with burning eyes.

Zhang Boyan's voice was very weak: "it wasn't me."

He sighed in his heart, how could he be willing to beat her? He was distressed when she cried. He couldn't move her how she fooled around.

Lin Qian remained calm, as if he hadn't heard it, and smiled: "just wipe the medicine for two days, but she's probably surprised now. She should coax it well. At this time..."

Paused: "the little heart is the most vulnerable and needs a lot of love."

Zhang Boyan recognized the meaning of teasing in his words and his face was sunburned.

Fubo said, "don't worry, Dr. Lin, our young master loves so much."

Lin Qian smiled almost invisibly——

Zhang Zong's mouth was slightly drawn.

Lin Qian took back his hand and took an ointment from the medical box. "This will be applied for two days."

He paused: "I have to take an injection to reduce the fever and observe it again. If I have a fever again tonight, I can only take a drop."

Zhang Boyan sat by the bed, his fingers gently touched Mo Xiaobei's hair, and his action was very light, as if he was afraid of her being surprised.

For a long time, his voice was hoarse, "she is afraid of pain!"

Dr. Lin smiled and looked at Fubo.

Fubo is also very helpless. Their young master is usually like an iceberg. He only meets Mo Xiaobei. He is... Unprincipled.

In which year did Boyu group not have intensive training? Those charming female employees, who are not delicate and expensive, have to bite their teeth to support all kinds of non-human intensity training. It's not strange that they don't sleep for two days and nights. At that time, Zhang Boyan's eyes didn't blink. It hurts to prick a needle here at Mo Xiaobei.

It's Zhang Boyan's heartache!

Dr. fuber and Dr. Lin looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched faintly, but they had to look painful.

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Dr. Lin took out the needle, took out the liquid medicine and hesitated: "I have to hit the T Department."

Fubo finally couldn't help laughing. He hit the T Department. His young master couldn't vomit to death. His little heart's t was seen out. He couldn't die?

The old man smiled, "Dr. Lin, why don't you close your eyes and get a needle?"

Zhang Boyan finally couldn't help but scolded: "get out!"

Fubo felt wronged and lost his face: the young master didn't pay attention to him when he had a little cute.

When he left, Dr. Lin sighed, "Fubo is old, but there are many plays."

Zhang Boyan's face was black“ Fight! "

Dr. Lin came forward, stood by the bed and coughed: "lift your clothes!"

President Zhang raised his eyes and looked at him. That eye was really unspeakable.

Dr. Lin looked at him carefully and tried not to show an inch more. With a smile, he bent down and gently pricked a needle. Mo Xiaobei woke up with pain and gave a soft cry. His small face was buried beside Zhang Boyan's leg, so he bit hard.

Zhang Boyan's whole life was in chaos. His heartache was incredible. He rubbed her little head with his palm and comforted her softly: "Xiao Bei is good, don't cry, huh?"

But she cried so much that she could hardly help herself.

Zhang Boyan is also very helpless. Lin Qian is still watching!