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The light at night is not so clear and clear as the sun in the day. Mu Shuishan's eyes are closed. He can still see the blood from Zhan Yishen's mouth. Zhan Beirong's cold and fierce expression is not soft.

This blow is absolutely fierce!

Zhan Beirong just wants to continue to do something to Zhan Yishen. Mu Shuishan has been supporting the post on the pavilion with one hand and is walking towards the outside. She only thinks that if she doesn't leave, she will be suffocated by the flowers on the ground.

Zhan Beirong closed his eyebrows and noticed the difference of Mu metasequoia. He quickly released his hand holding Zhan Yi's deep collar and held Mu Metasequoia in his arms.

Mu Metasequoia closed his eyes and trembled slightly. His skin was red and he coughed constantly. It was hard to breathe.

Zhan Beirong saw the appearance of Mu Shuishan, and his panic reached a limit. He was afraid that something might happen to her. He eagerly looked at Mu Shuishan in his arms, and his pace quickened a lot.

"Young master, what's the matter?" Before entering the door, LAN Xu quickly followed up. When he saw the appearance of Mu Metasequoia, he was surprised.

I just went out for a while. Why is that all?

"Get a doctor!" Zhan Beirong spat out a sentence on his cold expression, and his tone was full of seriousness.

"OK, I'll call right away." LAN Xu looks at Zhan Beirong in such a hurry and takes out his mobile phone. In a panic, the mobile phone almost jumps out of his hand.

LAN Xugang called a private doctor from Zhan Fu and asked him to come. He ran upstairs to see what happened to Mu Shuishan. As soon as he knocked on the door, Zhan Beirong came out of the room without any temperature

When LAN Xu heard these two simple and cold voices, he almost lost his footing and fell. He quickly went downstairs with a gray head and a gray face.

In the room, Zhan Beirong is uncoordinated to help Mu Metasequoia change her wet clothes. A large amount of red comes into view. Zhan Beirong can't help frowning and looking at her cough.

Zhan Beirong is not a mastermind. When he has figured out where the Metasequoia will appear, Zhan Beirong takes out his mobile phone and looks at the locator to track the whereabouts of the metasequoia. When Mu Shuishan came to the pavilion, he suddenly remembered that she was allergic to pollen. This just some anxious go to the territory of Zhan Yi Shen, more don't know Zhan Yi late at night will have ugly idea to Mu Shuishan.

When Zhan Beirong thought of Zhan Yishen's action to Mu Shuishan, he had the idea of cutting off his hand.

"Here comes the doctor, young master." More than ten minutes later, LAN Xu's voice was shaking outside the door.

A few seconds later, Zhan Beirong opened the door with a black face.

The doctor looked at Zhan Beirong's handsome face without any temperature. His legs could not help shaking slightly. He was afraid that it was something difficult for him to treat.

The doctor sat next to Mu Shuishan and looked at her rash and some breathless breathing. At a glance, he understood the symptoms of Mu Shuishan. He turned to Zhan Beirong and said, "she is allergic."

Zhan Beirong answered in a soft voice, "well.".

LAN Xu a Leng, young master this is early know small shirt this is allergic?

The doctor stood up and said, "fortunately, she left the allergen in time, but she had a serious allergy, so she had to have a bottle of salt water."

Zhan Beirong just slightly answered, did not look at the personal doctor of Zhan Fu standing in front of him, and sat beside Mu Shuishan without any expression. LAN Xu saw Zhan Beirong's appearance of refusing people thousands of miles away, and he didn't dare to get close to him easily, so he could only close the door and go out quietly. With a sigh, these two people will torture each other to death sooner or later. He only hopes that the young master can get better soon.

All night, Zhan Beirong stayed by the Mu metasequoia.

Only he knew how serious the allergy to pollen was. When she came to zhanfu, he turned all the flowers in the house into green pots.

The next day, Mu Shuishan opened her eyes slightly, still felt a little uncomfortable and itchy. Just as she wanted to put her hand on her neck, Zhan Beirong's harsh and domineering voice rang out in her ear, "no scratching!"

Early in the morning, Mu Shuishan was almost startled by Zhan Beirong's sudden voice. He quickly took a breath and turned to see Zhan Beirong sitting beside her. The dark circles in his eyes were very obvious.

Did he stay up all night?

Mu Shuishan vaguely remembers that she felt itchy all over because of pollen last night, and even had difficulty breathing. Later, Zhan Beirong took her back.

The expression in the eyes continued to drift, Zhan Beirong saw that she did not speak, and said in an imperative tone, "no - Xu - re - go - that - Li!"

After last night's shocking allergy, Mu Shuishan almost lost his life. He has long forgotten to be angry with Zhan Beirong and the unreasonable things Zhan Beirong did to her.

Mu Shuishan said blankly, "if you don't go, you will die."

Zhan Beirong looks very satisfied with her answer. Seeing that Mu Shuishan has improved a lot, he can't help raising his mouth.

Mu Shuishan looked at his dark eyes with a slightly tired look, or could not help asking, "did you not sleep last night?" After all, she didn't want Zhan Beirong to be such a young master because of her. She felt that she was not blessed to enjoy such a high treatment. Zhan Beirong stares at Mu Shuishan and doesn't speak. The air is quiet. After a while, the knock on the door broke the silence in the room. When Mu Shuishan looked around, she saw sister-in-law Zhou coming up with a bowl of porridge and gently putting it on the table. After a look at Mu Shuishan and Zhan Beirong, she left. It's just a way of not disturbing you. Mu Shuishan only thinks that there are three black lines beside her head. Is it easy for sister-in-law Zhou to think more every time she sees her with Zhan Beirong? Zhan Beirong took up the bowl of porridge and put it in front of Mu Shuishan. Mu Shuishan only glanced at it and found that the porridge in the bowl was no longer white. He turned his head and turned his lips. "It's too light. It doesn't taste any more." Zhan Beirong frowned, his face full of discontent, and said, "don't eat!" Mu Shuishan looks at Zhan Beirong's expression that he has to eat even if he doesn't eat. Then he thinks of something. He quickly picks up his mobile phone and looks at the time. It's 7:40“ I won't eat any more. It's seven forty. I forget I have to go to work. If I don't leave, I'll be late later! " Just about to get up, Zhan Beirong grabbed her hand and looked at the bowl of porridge on his hand. He sighed helplessly, "can I eat something else? This is really tasteless. " Zhan Beirong stared at her and said slowly, "hello?" Mu Shuishan was stunned. Did he think he wanted him to feed him porridge? Feeling waved his hand, flustered said: "no, no, I'll do it myself!" Then she finished the bowl of porridge that she thought she would not touch in this life.