Domineering president's special love

There's really nothing to vomit in my stomach.

Yao Qiyue began to hold the toilet and even spit out bile. This time, the situation was more serious than she thought.

In a daze, Chu Mo carried her to bed.

"Chu mo..." Yao Qiyue shouted weakly, not knowing whether he had made a sound.

"Yes."

Chu Mo seemed to answer and put his palm on her forehead.

Yao Qiyue is dull. Is she ill? Does it look bad? Because Chu Mo didn't scold her.

It seems that she really dragged him down.

That's really not what she came for.

"Lie down."

Chu Mo covered the quilt for her and got up and went out.

How did he go? Did you leave by yourself because she was too cumbersome? Is she going to live and die here alone? Without Chu Mo, she really doesn't know if she can stick to it.

"Wuwu..."

Yao Qiyue cried bitterly.

It doesn't matter that Chu Mo left her. What she cried was that she wanted to help Chu Mo, but she finally made him angry.

When the door was pushed open, Chu Mo came back again, followed by doctors and nurses. On such a large cruise ship, there are naturally accompanying medical personnel.

In a daze, Yao Qiyue felt that the doctor came to see her, and the nurse gave her acupuncture and infusion.

"Pay attention to rest. If you can't eat it, it's also good to drink some rice soup."

"Make this call if you have something."

"Well, good."

Chu Mo sent the doctor and nurse away and sat down beside the bed. After looking at Yao Qiyue, he joked.

"Oh, why are you crying?"

"Wuwu..."

Yao Qiyue simply couldn't bear it and cried out.

"Ha ha."

Chu Mo smiled. "It seems that infusion is still useful. You can cry so quickly. You have strength."

"You..."

Yao Qiyue smiled angrily. Can she even have no strength to hum?

"Young master, you can't cry. It's a dead man."

"Wrong." Chu Mo said solemnly, "I'm not the eldest young master, i... strictly speaking, I'm the third young master. Gee, fortunately, it's not the second young master. "

Thanks to Shen rang.

Yao Qiyue was amused by him and stopped her tears.

Chu Mo was relieved to see her smile.

"Well, don't think about it. If I say you make trouble, don't take revenge. Aren't you different from ordinary girls?"

"Yes." Yao Qiyue nodded stiffly.

Chu Mo stood up and put on his coat.

"Where are you going?" Yao Qiyue asked hoarsely.

"Go to the kitchen, buy some rice and cook rice soup for you." Chu Mo sighed, "you, since you follow me, get better quickly, otherwise I really dislike you."

"Oh, I see."

Chu Mo turned and went out.

Yao Qiyue relaxed. Chu Mo was really... So gentle. Like mussels, they have a hard shell outside, but they are actually very soft inside.

She met, too late.

Dizzy, Yao Qiyue fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept. There was a faint smell of rice between my nose and breath. It was tempting to smell it. Yao Qiyue swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

Dada.

Chu Mo came over, pressed the eye of the needle in her hand and pulled out the needle for her.

"Lost?" Yao Qiyue opened his eyes.

"Yes." Chu Mo nodded and looked at her carefully. "The spirit is much better. How do you feel? Better? "

"Well, much better."

Yao Qiyue nodded and sniffed, "what is so fragrant?"