Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  Huo Yi saw this scene, held his breath and walked in front of him, whispering, "My Lord, you can tell the young lady about your injury, lest the young lady misunderstand..."

   Before he could say anything, the irritable man gave him a warning stare, "Don't say it!"

"……Yes."

  Huo Yi stepped aside and glanced worriedly in the direction of the bedroom.

  The young lady won’t really misunderstand Sir Ferguson. You are angry and don’t plan to deal with Sir Ferguson, right?

  But Sir Alex Ferguson has wounds on his body, no matter how bad the mood is, the wounds will be more difficult to heal...

  Just when he was worried, Chi En'en, who had advanced to the bedroom, came out with a family medicine kit in her hand. Although she was still angry, she didn't mean to ignore Li Beijue except for her sullen face.

   "Steward Huo, can you pour me a glass of water?"

  Huo Yi was overjoyed when she came out, and immediately said, "Okay, Madam Shao, wait a minute."

  Chi Enen tightened his mouth, walked to the sofa, put the medicine box on the coffee table, opened the box, and found the anti-fever medicine from the inside. I took out two of them and placed them on the palms of my hands, walked to the man who was still sulking, and stretched out his hand, "Take the antipyretic medicine first."

   "..." Didn't she ignore him and want to fight him coldly?

   Seeing that he didn't stretch out his hand, Chi Enen frowned, and said angrily, "You don't need to go to the hospital, you just need to take medicine, right?"

   As she said, she took the man's hand and poured the capsule in her palm directly on his palm. She couldn't refuse and said, "Eat this."

  Li Beijue lowered his head, his dark eagle eyes swept across the two billowing capsules rolling in his palm, his eyes darkened, and he raised his head again and looked at her.

  "Young lady, the water is coming." Huo Yi took the water over at this moment, and saw the capsule in Li Beijue's palm. He was taken aback, "This is..."

  Chi Enen was angry with Li Beijue, but did not want to anger other people, "Fever-reducing medicine. I just touched his forehead, the temperature was a bit high, probably because of fever. So, I looked for fever-reducing medicine."

   "So this glass of water is..." Huo Yi glanced at the noble man quickly, and stopped talking.

  Ji Eun-en didn't notice his small movements, nodded and said, "Give him medicine."

  She stretched out her hand to pick up the water glass in Huo Yi's hand.

  Huo Yi reflexively retracted his hand, avoiding her hand.

How to do?

  It’s not that Sir Alex has a fever, it’s because the wound on his shoulder has just finished the operation and his body is naturally hot. There is one of the side effects of military anesthetics.

  How can he let Sir Alex, who doesn’t have a fever, take anti-fever medicine at this juncture.

  But how can he stop the young lady and tell the young lady that Sir Alex is not a fever?

   "Housekeeper Huo?" Chi En'en was avoided by him, and called him out of the unknown.

  Huo Yi's scalp tightened when he was called, and he had no idea how to deal with this situation, "Well, Madam...this glass of water..."

He has been with Li Beijue for so long, but his mind is still very smart. After a brief turmoil, he quickly calmed down and said to Chi En'en, "Madam, I thought this glass of water was for the young lady to drink, so I added it to it. Sugar. I don’t know if white sugar will affect the effect of the medicine. I'd better go and pour a glass of Sir Alex Ferguson."

  After he finished speaking, he quickly turned around with the cup and walked to the kitchen. As he turned around, he let out a long breath, his back was completely wet with cold sweat.