From ancient times to the present: The disabled boss was hugged by the empress and princess

For the maids of the Lu family.

Meng Mingqian is Lu Heng's guest, and he is also the master they have to take care of.

They just have to obey their master's orders, it's their job responsibility anyway.

The maid squatted beside the bed with a bowl of porridge, scooped out the porridge with a white porcelain spoon and handed it to Meng Mingqian's mouth.

Meng Mingqian opened his mouth.

Clap!

Before he could eat, Lu Heng suddenly knocked the porridge bowl out of the maid's hand with a wave of his hand and shattered it on the floor.

He suddenly growled angrily: "Get out, get out."

The maid didn't care about the porridge spilled on her body, and didn't understand what she had done wrong, but seeing how angry Lu Heng was, she could only stand up tremblingly, bent down and nodded: "Yes, Second Young Master."

He didn't even dare to clean up the broken bowl pieces on the floor, and ran out in fear.

Meng Mingqian looked at Lu Heng expressionlessly: "What are you doing?"

Lu Heng's expression was gloomy: "As long as I'm here, I don't want to see anyone appear in front of you, and I don't want others to feed you."

"That's your servant." Meng Mingqian said.

"No one can."

Meng Mingqian looked at him inexplicably: "Do you know what you look like now?"

Without saying a word, Lu Heng asked someone to bring another piece of porridge. This time, the servant placed it directly on the bedside. After cleaning the floor, he left consciously, not daring to look at Lu Heng's sinister gaze. Stay in the room.

Lu Heng sat by the bed and held a bowl: "I will feed it to you myself."

Meng Mingqian's mouth suddenly raised in sarcasm.

"This is too embarrassing for Young Master Lu. Why bother taking care of me so condescendingly?"

Lu Heng said nothing, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Meng Mingqian's mouth.

"Open your mouth."

Meng Mingqian was indeed hungry. Compared with having to urinate on someone else's behalf, having to do something so embarrassing, being fed by others was nothing. He didn't have the energy to argue with Lu Heng anymore.

Lu Heng fed the food quite seriously, but Meng Mingqian only took a few mouthfuls before his face showed pain. He felt a surge of discomfort in his stomach and wanted to vomit.

He turned his head away: "Take it away."

"Brother Meng."

His body was severely damaged, his internal organs were no longer what they used to be, and his eating and digestion functions had not yet recovered.

Seeing that Meng Mingqian couldn't bear it anymore, Lu Heng immediately put something to Meng Mingqian's mouth.

"It's okay. If you want to vomit, just spit it out."

Meng Mingqian was indeed unbearable, and people simply couldn't bear it when they wanted to vomit. However, Meng Mingqian didn't vomit anything, he just swallowed a few mouthfuls of porridge and water that had not yet reached his stomach.

After vomiting, Lu Heng gave him water to rinse his mouth.

Meng Mingqian lay back on the bed and suddenly felt that it would be better to die than live like this.

Probably sensing Meng Mingqian's thoughts, Lu Heng said: "It's just that he is sick. Who doesn't look like this when lying on the hospital bed."

Meng Mingqian just remained silent for a long time.

Then he said: "You go, I want to rest by myself."

Lu Heng didn't say anything and went to the bathroom to deal with it.

When he came back, Meng Mingqian was already asleep with a pale face, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Lu Heng put his palm against his forehead to test the temperature. It was a bit high, so he went to get hot water and a towel to wipe Meng Mingqian's face. The warm towel swam on Meng Mingqian's face, making Lu Heng feel depressed.

He whispered softly: "Brother Meng, I'm sorry."

Meng Mingqian didn't sleep for a long time. He was woken up by the pain in his body in just over half an hour.

When he moved, Lu Heng, who had just been lying on the bed and squinting for a while, suddenly woke up.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Meng Mingqian's face pale, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "The ribs... hurt!"

Lu Heng's face changed slightly and he said, "Please bear with it for now. I'll ask the doctor to come over and give you a painkiller injection."

The family doctor came over to check and saw that Meng Mingqian could not speak in pain and was half-conscious, so he immediately gave him a pain-relieving injection. The medicine took effect quickly, and the fatal pain disappeared in less than five minutes. Meng Mingqian felt as if he had come to life again. His whole body was bathed in sweat. Now that the pain disappeared, his whole body was cold and his hair was cold. cold.

The doctor hung up the infusion bottle for Meng Mingqian.

"After taking this bottle of medicine, your body should feel a little more relaxed, but be sure not to move your body and lie down properly so as not to add burden to your already damaged internal organs."

Meng Mingqian: "Thank you doctor."

"You're welcome, you should."

The doctor said to Lu Heng: "Second Young Master, why don't I stay here and you go to rest. You haven't slept for several days."

After learning that Meng Mingqian had been kidnapped, Lu Heng rushed from the set to Country S and brought him back after two rescues. When the person was awake, he kept watching and guarding him. After finally staying up for two days and two nights, the person woke up. His physical condition was still very bad and he still needed to be watched. The doctor was worried that Lu Heng's insistence on not giving himself time to rest would be too much for his body.

Lu Heng just asked: "How long will he continue to be in pain like this?"

"I'm afraid I have to stay up for another two days. Starting tomorrow, I can take the Chinese medicine prescribed by Miss Shen, which can restore the body's vitality."

After hearing this, Lu Heng waved his hand: "Let's go."

Seeing that Lu Heng had not taken a step out of the room to protect him for the past two days, the doctor didn't want to say anything more. It wouldn't be effective anyway.

Lu Heng used a towel to wipe Meng Mingqian's face, which was so painful that he was sweating, clean.

"Okay, you can continue to rest, Brother Meng, don't worry, I will always be here to take care of you."

Meng Mingqian felt complicated when he saw the green and black under Lu Heng's eyes.

Lu Heng suddenly sat on the ground beside the bed, his head lying next to Meng Mingqian's shoulder.

His voice was a little tired and sincere: "Brother Meng, I was wrong, please give me a chance to make up for it."

Meng Mingqian's breathing suddenly became heavy and he did not speak.

Lu Heng continued: "You can scold me and hit me, but don't ignore me."

He didn't wait for Meng Mingqian to answer, and kept talking one sentence after another.

"You're right, I'm an asshole, a very bad asshole."

As Meng Mingqian listened, his voice became smaller and smaller, and then he stopped moving completely.

Lu Heng just sat on the ground and fell asleep next to the bed.

Meng Mingqian looked at his silver-white hair. The hair was smooth and seemed to be soft to the touch, but it was not so soft before when he had black hair.

He stared at the infusion bottle hanging above and estimated that it would take more than an hour to complete.

The doctor said he had set an alarm clock and would come to remove the needle at about the same time.

Meng Mingqian thought that he would take this opportunity to let himself fall asleep, but the pain in his body still made him sleep unsteadily. He had some messy dreams, which were incompletely pieced together, causing him to wake up again after a while, and kept repeating them.

Normally, he would use alcohol to numb himself and fall asleep with the help of alcohol, but now he would vomit even after drinking water.

I really wanted to call the doctor to inject a hypnotic agent into the infusion bottle so that he could fall asleep, or let those people knock him out again.