Passionate Devotion

Chapter 58, 58 guarded him all night? 1

The air in the study suddenly became so cold that it seemed to bleed. The mini version of Leng Ye raised his eyes, with a trace of imperceptible pain flashing in his eyes, and a thin mist haunting his eyes. He closed his eyes, unwilling to Mention: "Don't ask."

Then, he turned his head and said to Ji Yiming: "I will come here if I want to study."

"Um...huh? Oh, of course!"

Ji Yiming quickly went to get his medicine kit, fearing that Leng Yejin would go back, and kicked him away.

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On this night, at midnight, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor, calm and dangerous. In the quiet night, there was a sense of substitution for the midnight bell.

As soon as Tong Lu opened the door, she saw the door of the next room, a tall and tall black shadow, like a ghost.

She exclaimed: "Who?"

Leng Ye frowned and stared at her: "Who else is there besides me?"

Tong Lu turned on the hallway lights, saw Leng Yejin's handsome face clearly, and patted her chest, "Huh...it turns out to be my uncle, I almost thought it was haunted."

She strode over.

"Did you just come back from a business trip? By the way, did you leave someone else’s child in the inner room? I told you that luckily I found out early. Hey, why is your face so white and your lips a little purple, you Cold?……"

She subconsciously raised her hand, pressed it to his forehead, and quickly withdrew her hand, exclaiming: "Why is it so hot? Are you feverish?"

"It's okay!" He waved his hand, just wanting to go back to the room and sleep quickly.

"Why it's okay, your face is really ugly, you wait, I'll find a thermometer."

Tong Lu hurriedly left, Leng Ye hummed slightly, took her long legs, and entered the bedroom without a word. She lay on the bed and didn't want to move. What about fever? Every time she turned back to an adult, she would have a fever all night, and the fever would be so unconscious. The next day he woke up still full of energy, he had long been used to it.

With heavy eyelids and full of fatigue, Leng Ye would like to pour on his back on the bed.

Tong Lu hurriedly pushed the door in, holding a first aid kit in her hand: "Uncle, shall I take your temperature?"

Leng Ye wanted to reject people thousands of miles away, and his voice was soft and cold: "No, go to sleep."

"How can it work? There are only two of us in the villa tonight, don't move, I'll test it for you."

Leng Ye was noncommittal, too lazy to take care of her, she was still annoyed by her bullying, her resentment could not be eliminated.

He stared at her, his eyes deep, his eyes full of alertness.

Tong Lu lowered her head and placed the electronic thermometer against his face. The long hair around her ears spread out and touched his face. Leng Yejin picked up the fallen hair with her long fingers and put it behind her ears.

She concentrated on measuring his temperature, and suddenly exclaimed: "God, 42 degrees!"

"What's the name of the ghost?" Leng Yejin's brows were frowned into the word "Chuan", and his ears would be deafened.

"The temperature of your fever is too high," Tong Lu didn't dare to neglect at all. She immediately found out the antipyretic, and poured him a cup of hot water, with her lips pressed against the rim of the cup, blowing for a while, spread her palms and handed the antipyretic. In the past: "Uncle, you quickly take some anti-fever medicine, and then we go to the hospital."

Leng Yejin stared at the worried and anxious expression on her face. He didn't take the anti-fever medicine. The anti-fever medicine didn't help at all. He had tried it before, and if he felt uncomfortable overnight, he would be cured without medicine.

"hurry up."

Leng Ye insisted on bracing her spirits and glanced at her: "What are you doing so nervously? I'm not your husband."

(End of this chapter)