Spare Me, Cold Uncle

Chapter 32 - Weak Beauty

"Eat breakfast." Shui Qingmo's face slightly blushed. She couldn't possibly say that she was worried that he would come visit her, right?

"…" He had come all the way here to eat breakfast, and it was even during class time. This was a lie …

Two porridge, two dishes, and the fried eggs that she had made herself. It was so simple that it could not be any more simple food.

I didn't eat last night.

Not this morning.

He didn't feel anything when he wasn't eating. Now that he was done eating, he felt even hungrier.

Thus, he sat quietly at the table and watched Shui Qingmo leisurely enjoy her breakfast.

It was only after he finished the last mouthful of the porridge that Shui Qingmo finally felt the fiery gaze on his body. He raised his head and met Mei Mutian's deep gaze, "No sneeze, did you take any medicine this morning?"

"You can't take medicine on an empty stomach."

"And last night?"

"You can't take medicine on an empty stomach." He was like a repeater, with the same answer both times.

So before she came, he hadn't taken any medicine or anything.

Shui Qingmo raised her head and glanced at the man, she then walked around the table and landed beside him, then without thinking, her small hands landed on Mei Mutian's forehead. She guessed that he might be having a fever, but when her small hands really felt the heat, they trembled slightly, "Let's go to the hospital." From what she could sense, she had a fever of at least 40 degrees.

"Not going."

"Then take your temperature first."

The man nodded reluctantly. He got up and walked towards his bedroom. His body felt a bit floating, as if his body wasn't his own.

Shui Qingmo looked at Mei Mutian's back and curled her lips, it turned out that he also had such a day.

She thought he was made of iron, and that he was weaker than she looked.

Shui Qingmo took the phone, and casually changed the name of Mei Bapi.

Weak beauty.

It was especially suitable for the current Mei Mutian.

Shui Qingmo made ginger soup, at the same time, she also steamed a bowl of egg soup. The man did not seem to have eaten her fill, but there were no other ingredients left in the fridge.

The pot had yet to boil, so she looked at the time. It had been quite some time since the meal.

Ye Zichen poured a cup of water, and waited for the water to warm up before feeding the man medicine.

It was also at this time that she had the time to look carefully at Mei Mutian's apartment.

The study was connected to a small oval balcony, while the living room was connected to a rectangular balcony. The room was made of alternating black and white, and it was very suitable for men to live on.

After discovering the thermometer on the coffee table, Shui Qingmo took it and walked to the man's bedroom door. When she knocked with her small hand, her heart had been beating wildly.

"Come in." A deep male voice, as usual.

Shui Qingmo held onto her chest, and slowly pushed open the red wooden door.

In a bedroom with a cool and manly smell, a man was quietly lying on a bed with his back facing her. The bedroom was decorated in the same black and white style as the outside, quiet and elegant. Inside a small house?

Pursing his lips and stabilizing his emotions, Shui Qingmo walked towards the bed in large strides, "Mu Tian, take a temperature."

"Alright." Mei Mutian slowly turned his body, revealing his strong arms. His wheat colored skin displayed the tension of a man, making her face even redder.

"How long?" Suddenly, the man asked.

"What?" Shui Qingmo couldn't react in time.

"How long does the thermometer need?" The man frowned and asked in a low voice.

Shui Qingmo almost burst out laughing, she took a deep breath and held it in, as it turned out, the Great CEO did not even know how long the body temperature needed to measure, "Five minutes."

"Oh." Mei Mutian responded with a low voice as he squinted his eyes with the thermometer in his hands.

Five minutes later, Shui Qingmo carried the water and the medicine that still remained sealed into the bedroom. The man had her head lowered as she checked the thermometer.

"How much?"

"It's fine. It's a bit too high."

"How much?" Shui Qingmo rushed over like an arrow. She had never seen such an awkward man ask about body temperature, why did she always reply that she was alright?

He snatched it over and saw that the only one who could say that they were fine at 41 points was the man in front of him.

Putting down the thermometer, Shui Qingmo started to open the medicine box in her hands. The antipyretic, antipyretic and antipyretic pills, she quickly counted them according to the instructions, a total of seven to eight pills were given to Mei Mutian. The man's eyebrows creased again, "You have to eat this much?"

"Right."

"It's good that you don't want to eat. It's good that you don't."

Shui Qingmo looked at the man as if he was looking at a monster. He clearly had a tall stature, he was obviously an adult, but why did he have such a reaction that was even that of a child?

The man's face became even darker, but he didn't retort. He took the pill from her and put it in his mouth, then ate it.

A few minutes later, when the ginger soup was ready and the egg soup was ready, she carried it in and placed it on the bedside table while the man lay motionless with his back to her. The air conditioner was on very low and she picked up the remote control and turned it off.

"Mm, you should go to school." Mei Mutian awkwardly did not move.

"I've taken a leave of absence for the whole morning. There's no rush." Ye Zichen reached his hand under his neck, while she helped him up, but the man clearly didn't cooperate, and didn't move at all.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to go to school?" He suddenly waved his hand, causing Shui Qingmo to stumble and accidentally hit Jiang Tang at the side. The hot soup splashed onto her arm, causing her to grin in pain, "What are you doing?"

"Go out."

Shui Qingmo stared at him angrily, "What do you mean by that? Because of what I said last night? I just hate that pregnant woman of yours. She's acting as if I owe her a lot of money, what right does she have to bully me? "

"You hate Blue and Blue?" As if he hadn't expected her to say this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise. The woman looked as if she was wronged, as if he had done something to her.

"Hm, I hate them." Still very annoying.

Mei Mutian could not help but laugh and shake his head, his mood became good all of a sudden, his large hand gently pulled her hand, inspecting the burn on her arm, it was a little red, "Go to the cabinet beside the living room's sofa for the medicine box, otherwise, it will be very painful."

"None of your business." If he hadn't pushed her, she wouldn't have been burned.

"Be good." He reached out and rubbed her head, "Be good, otherwise how are you going to feed me ginger soup?"

"…" Did she say she was going to feed him?

This man's skin is too thick.