Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

She frowned, even though she thought Ji Changyao was a girl who was innocent, kind and didn't hate, but she was tired of being treated too much with such arrogance.

It's like this moment.

She wanted to scold, and her uncontrollable anger rubbed against her.

And she did.

As soon as Ji Changyao's voice fell, Shi Sheng opened the door and said, "don't go to sleep in the middle of the night. Are you suffering from brain disease? What do you think I don't like to talk about your brother? If you have the ability to let him drive you out, don't feel that everyone owes you all the time. "

Ji Changyao was a little confused by the roar. For a moment, she forgot to reply. She looked at the woman who was leaning against the doorframe, dressed in pajamas and had no image.

Shi Sheng admitted that he had a bad temper and got up with more serious anger. After venting, he saw Ji Changyao's red eyes and asked, "what's the matter?"

"My brother... Has a fever."

Maybe she was shocked by Shi Sheng, but she replied obediently.

"Have you got a fever?"

When Sheng frowns, it seems to wake up completely from sleep, the voice is clear.

Ji Changyao nodded, wringing her clothes with her fingers, and looked a little at a loss.

After all, he is still a college student and has never suffered setbacks. It's normal for him to panic when things happen. Shi Sheng said, "your brother has a fever. You should go to see Mr. Taylor. I'm not a doctor. It's useless for you to tell me."

"Dr. Taylor has seen it. He says it's cracked."

After finding that Ji Yunan had a fever, she called Dr. Taylor for the first time.

She knows that Shi Sheng doesn't have a room with Ji Yunan. They quarrel in the living room. Her brother enters the room and Shi Sheng is in the living room downstairs. She sees them all.

Ji Changyao suddenly changed the subject and sternly asked: "before I went back to my room, my brother's wounds were still good. How could they burst open suddenly? Did you sit on my brother?"

Shi Sheng can't stand her uncertain temper. She can't help rolling her eyes. "I hit him."

She posed to close the door.

Ji Changyao stopped her and said, "my brother's wound has split."

"I'm not deaf. I can hear you. I don't need to repeat it. Your brother is so restless. You'd better go up and see Dr. Taylor sew two more stitches in case it's broken tomorrow."

"You go up and take care of my brother." She ordered.

Shi Sheng subconsciously raised his wrist to look at the time, but remembered that he took off the watch and put it on the bedside table when he was sleeping, "isn't Dr. Taylor on it in the middle of the night? It's better for him to watch than for me, a layman. "

Ji Yunan's wound is cracked and has a fever. Dr. Taylor will certainly stay up all night. It's useless for her to go up, but many people don't sleep.

"I don't care. You go up and watch. What if my brother doesn't feel well and wants to drink water? Tyler has to guard my brother. He can't leave at all

Ji Changyao willfully pulls her upstairs. In order to apply medicine for her, his brother comes down from upstairs. The wound is cracked and has a fever. Why is it cheap? This woman can sleep so safely.

Ji Changyao lives in Ji's family, so self-defense skills must be learned. Shi Sheng, a person who has been running for a long time and is short of breath, is no match for her. She is forced to take a few steps.

"Hey, wait a minute," she said as she grabbed her and tidied up the pajama straps that had slipped off her shoulders. "You told me to change first."

Ji Changyao looked back at her clothes, shrunk her mouth, released her hand, "hurry up, give you a minute, or I'll drag you up naked."

Damn it.

All the people in the Ji family have such a strong taste.

Shi Sheng went back to his room to change his clothes. In summer, he put on his T-shirt and shorts very quickly, and it was less than a minute to change them.

"Let's go."

……

Ji Yunan's room is brightly lit. Taylor has sewed a needle for him and is re dressing him with medicine. "Ji Shao, if you don't care, it may lead to more serious consequences."

The man on the bed closed his eyes slightly, without any reaction.

It seems that it's someone else who is being bandaged. Even the cotton swab dipped in the medicine will not change its complexion when it is wiped back and forth on the wound with the needle, and there is no frown.

Taylor has been used to his silent side after the injury, repeated: "the wound can not be stained with water, can not force, the best recent week is a quiet rest."

He didn't expect Ji Yunan to respond. He just did what a doctor should do.

Ji Yunan is his patient.

Although he doesn't care about his body, as a doctor, he should be reminded to pay attention to it.