[Quick Transmigration] A cookie for you

Yan Lu finally rang the doorbell of Ning Zheng's house as agreed, and soon a nanny came out to answer the door.He was standing in the entrance with a bag of medicines in his hand, changing his shoes while sighing, why hasn't Ning Zheng changed his small villa since he lived in college?It's been so long and you don't remind me on the phone, aren't you afraid that you will forget how you came here?

But this person is really pitiful, he still has his parents who love him, but what about him?Since his freshman year, he has been living in this big villa all by himself. Apart from getting someone to clean it, he doesn't like other people living with him.So in the end, I had a headache and no one to take care of me, so I could only stand alone in the room.If it wasn't for this person who had a fever once, and called him and cried hoarsely for a long time, I still don't know that he is a poor little boy, after all, he always looks like that outside.

Of course, Ning Zheng just said a few words in a crying tone when his consciousness was blurred, but he insisted that he had been crying for a long time.

"Where's your young master?" After changing his shoes, Yan Lu walked in naturally carrying his bag of medicine, with a familiar look that couldn't be more familiar.Looking carefully, there was actually an empty infusion bottle in the plastic bag.This is not to match it yourself?It's simply breathtaking.

"Where's your young master?"

"Master is washing upstairs..."

Before the nanny could explain, Yan Lu saw Ning Zheng walking down the stairs step by step in his home clothes.It was true that he had just taken a shower, and he didn't even dry his hair, but just put a towel on his shoulders.

Yan Lu's gaze gradually moved down from his head, and landed on his chest.He found that he was wearing the kind of home clothes with only one belt, that is, most of the chest was unobstructed and could be seen, the effect was no less than that he was only wearing a bath towel.

Isn't this too insignificant?

Yan Lu's first reaction was, "Are you sick?" After scolding, he realized that this man is really sick!

"You have a fever and take a bath by yourself, you are so powerful, why didn't you just dump it in it?"

"Some people say that taking hot water after you have a fever is still effective, sweating."

"Then did that person tell you to wipe your whole body with a towel? It's best to wipe until you peel off a layer of skin. Come on, let me see if you have retreated." Yan Lu walked over directly after speaking, raised his hand to touch Touching Ning Zheng's forehead, the movement was very natural, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"I really don't feel anything. I don't know if it's because I just took a shower. Sit down."

"What did you bring?"

"Medicine. I was afraid that it might not be right for the symptoms, so I brought a little of all kinds. By the way, there are..."

"Infusion bottle? What do you want to do?" Ning Zheng raised his brows high, looking like he was having a headache.He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, sighed, "Don't tell me, you will give me the infusion later."

"It's me, what's the matter?" Yan Lu replied very naturally, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, "Don't underestimate me. I think I participated in the medical team when I was abroad, and even You have passed the medical certificate test. So you can rest assured that you can entrust yourself to me."

"It's better like this." Although he took a shower, Ning Zheng didn't feel refreshed, and he still looked sleepy and listless, and it was obvious that he was very uncomfortable.