That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

"Doctor Fu?" Qiao Jiao called softly.

Fu Zhe came back to his senses: "Xiaojiao, have you often had stomach pains recently?"

Qiao Jiao nodded: "It hurts from time to time, I can't go hungry..."

"I checked for you just now, it should be gastritis." Fu Zhe touched Qiao Jiao's forehead, "You have a little fever now, when you get better, go to my hospital and give you a more detailed examination." ?"

"Okay, thank you Doctor Fu."

Qiao Jiao smiled, two small dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, and the boy's entire face became brighter.

Fu Zhe glanced at it in shock, momentarily dazed.

He remembered that there was a word to describe a girl's family, but it was really suitable for Qiao Jiao at this time.

Pear dimple smiles...

A face that combines innocence and coquettishness is not suitable for a boy after all, but Qiao Jiao blends it very well.

It seems that such a person should have such a face, and it should make people want to love him irresistibly.

Fu Zhe took out the thermometer: "Xiaojiao, let me take your temperature."

"Okay." The boy was very well-behaved.

Fu Zhe gently lifted the quilt, and saw that slender body, very frail, with the wide collar of the shirt open, and the protruding collarbone was particularly obvious.

Fu Zhe reached out and unbuttoned two more buttons of Qiao Jiao's shirt, revealing more of her fair chest.

This skin is so white...

The milky white color can always evoke some desires in people, such as appetite, such as... sexual desire...

Fu Zhe felt that his fingers were trembling when he touched the button of his shirt. He squeezed the thermometer into the neckline, felt Qiao Jiao's body temperature, and almost touched the piece of flesh that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time.

"Haha, Doctor Fu, it's so itchy..."

Qiao Jiao was touched by the outer wall of the glass tube of the thermometer, and the soft underarm skin couldn't bear the stimulation. He trembled from the ice, and itched slightly, which made him shrink back involuntarily.

Fu Zhe suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.

The boy's grunt just now almost made him react.

It's so unprofessional, I have been practicing medicine for so many years, and I have never been so unprofessional...

Fu Zhe has always been taking care of Qiao Jiao's body in Mo's house.

Speaking of which, except for Mo Jinhuai, this doctor has seen many hidden parts of his body that he has never seen before.

Qiao Jiao trusted Fu Zhe very much, and asked casually, "Doctor Fu, why didn't you take the temperature in your mouth today, instead you took your armpit temperature instead? Or use an ear thermometer."

Fu Zhe was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Sometimes the ear thermometer is inaccurate, isn't it uncomfortable to hold the thermometer in your mouth, just hold it under your armpit for a while, don't move, be good."

In fact, this is his selfishness.

If you use your mouth... the way a boy has a stick in his mouth...

As soon as he thought of that scene, he felt inappropriate.

Moreover, by measuring the armpit, he can secretly feel the boy's body temperature, even if he can't directly touch him...

Taking out the thermometer and checking the temperature, Fu Zhe frowned: "Sure enough, I have a low-grade fever. I'll add some medicine to you later. You should have a good rest."

Qiao Jiao let out a "hmm", raised her eyes to meet Fu Zhe's deep eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Doctor Fu, why are you always looking at me like this?"

Fu Zhe turned his eyes away: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I just want to see you more."

"Well, then turn around and I'll look at you too."

Qiao Jiao was drenched in water, his stomach pain was not too bad, he was very grateful to Fu Zhe.

In the past, it was this doctor who brought him back to health again and again. I didn't expect that the doctor still missed him so much after three years of absence.

Since her mother was gone, Qiao Jiao has rarely felt the kindness from other people.

Some people think that after all, it is something to be happy about.

He smiled: "Doctor Fu, I miss you too."

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open, and the man sitting in the wheelchair at the door had a gloomy expression on his face, and the voice squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Qiao Jiao, who do you think you want? Say it again."