Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng put the basin beside her. It was full of cold water. She didn't choose to use ice because she was afraid that the temperature of the ice would be too exciting.

She wrung the towel, and the handsome face of Dongfang Shijin took a morbid pallor, just like a wounded lion.

She carefully put the towel on his forehead, and her elbow accidentally touched his chest, which was also a kind of hot.

When ye Qingcheng reached out and covered his quilt, he saw uneven scars on his hands.

It's this violent man. He likes to smash things and get angry every time.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes are a little sour. She can't do anything by the big bed, so she has to accompany him.

"Dongfang Shijin, you don't mean what you say..." Ye Qingcheng's heart was flustered, and an unknown panic swept through, "you clearly promised me that you wouldn't scare me in the future... I promised you I wouldn't leave you in the future..."

"Dongfang Shijin... Let me tell you a joke," the silence that no one answered made Ye Qingcheng suffocate. She tried to be optimistic. "Once upon a time, there was a man who had a girlfriend. The girlfriend said, you should be nice to me, or I will become a fairy and fly away... Then this man quarreled with his girlfriend and her girlfriend will rise to heaven..."

“……”

No one responded.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was struck by a hammer.

"Oriental world brocade, isn't it funny?"

“……”

"Let me tell you about my childhood..."

"What's your joke..." Dongfang Shijin's eyes moved slightly. When he opened his black and white eyes, there was clearly a chaotic light, "cough... Are you crying again?"

Ye Qingcheng's eyes turned red.

"Dongfang Shijin..." Ye Qingcheng was about to cry with joy for a moment. She wanted to hug him, but she was afraid that she would hurt him. She was at a loss, "are you still better..."

"Nothing..."

"You have a fever... Are you sick?" Ye Qingcheng quickly took down the towel on his forehead and went to change it for another one.

"Very healthy," the Oriental brocade frowned slightly, as if it hadn't slowed down.

"But --"

"Knock knock knock -" the sound of knocking on the door interrupted Ye Qingcheng's words. It was the maid's awkward Chinese, "Miss ye, the doctors are coming. Do you want to go in now?"

"Come in." Ye Qingcheng got up from the bed. The door was pushed open by the maid. Outside, there were four doctors who didn't even change their clothes. There was a little panic on his face. At a glance, he knew that it was the bodyguards who had temporarily "tied" him.

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath. Although she was a little sorry, she still opened her mouth to briefly introduce Dongfang Shijin's condition. "It happened temporarily and she has been in good health... Recently, it has been alternating from sober to high fever."

"OK, let's start the examination now." the doctor and nurse took the medicine box they brought and began to examine Dongfang Shijin in a nervous and orderly manner.

Oriental Century frowned a little, his face was not very good, but he acquiesced in the doctor's examination.

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