squeamish bag [rebirth]

No matter how Yan Qinghe persuaded him, Lou Jing always insisted on decocting the medicine now, Yan Qinghe had no choice but to let him go.

After a while, Yan Qinghe's eyelids became heavy again, his head was dizzy, and he was about to fall asleep again, when a small sound suddenly came from his ear, listen carefully, it was the sound of water and porcelain colliding.

This movement should be Lou Jing washing the pot.

It is said to let him decoct the medicine tomorrow, and it is really stubborn to insist on decocting it now.

While Yan Qinghe secretly complained about Lou Jing's stubbornness, he couldn't help but think, the weather is so cold, the water must be cold too, Lou Jing scrubbed the pots and utensils with cold water with bare hands, his hands must be cold.

Thinking about the cold shivering all over his body after he had only been out of the bed for a short while, and thinking about the scene where Lou Jing washed the pot with cold water, Yan Qinghe was inexplicably moved with indescribable emotion.

At this moment, the warm quilt seems not so attractive, and the sleepy bugs have disappeared——

Yan Qinghe tossed and turned, but couldn't sleep anymore.

As long as he thinks that there is someone who is not afraid of the severe cold and decocting medicine for him in the middle of the cold winter night, he will not be able to lie down.

Suddenly, Yan Qinghe sat up.

He thought to himself, since he can't sleep anyway, why not decoct some medicine with Lou Jing, otherwise it would be boring for him to be alone.

Yan Qinghe wrapped himself in a thick padded jacket, wrapped himself up tightly, and then left the thatched cottage and went to the open-air kitchen on one side.

When Lou Jing heard the movement, he turned his head and saw Yan Qinghe came out, his brows were tightly frowned, "Why did you come out?"

"I can't sleep, so I'll come out to accompany you to make a decoction." Yan Qinghe said, moving a small stool and sitting down.

Lou Jing looked disapproving: "You are not in good health, you should go in and lie down."

"No, I'm going to sit here." Yan Qinghe said domineeringly, leaving no room for negotiation.

In the final analysis, he saw that Lou Jing couldn't do anything to him, that's why he dared to be so domineering.

Lou Jing had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, "Then you sit here, it will be warmer near the stove."

"En." Yan Qinghe moved the small stool closer to the stove.

Although the stove had not been burning for a long time, it was still very warm. Yan Qing and his whole body were warmed by the fire, and they couldn't help squinting their eyes comfortably.

When he raised his eyes to look at the building view, he found that the building view was sitting far away, so he couldn't help but waved and said, "Come and sit, too, it's warm here."

"No need, I'm not cold." Lou Jing rejected Yan Qinghe without thinking.

Yan Qinghe almost laughed, "Tell me that you are not cold in such a cold day? Don't be kidding, you are not a robot, you are flesh and blood, how can you not be cold! Stop talking nonsense, come and sit here!"

As soon as the words fell, he stood up, looking at his posture, he wanted to drag Lou Jing over.

Lou Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "I'll come here by myself."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to sit opposite Yan Qinghe.

I don't know if it was Yan Qinghe's illusion, but he always felt that Lou Jing's appearance just now seemed a little flustered, and even his tone was extremely anxious.

It should be an illusion, right? !

Yan Qinghe didn't think much, and sat down again.

He didn't speak any more, the air was suddenly quiet, making Lou Jing uncomfortable, and at the same time feeling more and more panicked.

Inexplicably, the image of Yan Qinghe holding his hand, skin-to-skin on his chest, kept popping up in his mind——

The more he thought about it, the more flustered Lou Jing became, and the hotter his body became.

While drying his hands, Yan Qinghe casually glanced at the building scene.

This is amazing!

"Why is your face so red all of a sudden?" Yan Qinghe pointed to Lou Jing's face and asked in surprise.

Lou Jing touched his face blankly, "Am I blushing?"

Yan Qinghe nodded, and emphasized: "Very popular."

Lou Jing looked at Yan Qinghe's black eyes and the seriousness deep in his eyes, and suddenly became in a trance.

These black eyes seem to have some kind of attraction, pulling him into the depths of the eyes——

"Building view?"

"Building view!"

Yan Qinghe called Lou Jing several times, but the latter never responded.

Could it be that he was infected by himself and also caught a cold?

Yan Qinghe stood up puzzled, bent down, and reached out to probe Loujing's forehead.

As soon as his hand touched Lou Jing's forehead, Lou Jing's body stiffened suddenly.

However, Yan Qinghe didn't notice anything, he touched Tanloujing's forehead, and then touched his own forehead in turn.

Comparing the two, it is obvious that the temperature on his forehead is much higher.

"You don't seem to have a fever..." Yan Qinghe whispered.

Lou Jing hadn't recovered from the excitement of Yan Qinghe touching him just now, he pretended to be calm and said, "I don't have a fever..."

"Then why is your face so red!"

Building view: "..."

Because, he just remembered their 'skin-to-skin'.

Lou Jing's eyes fell uncontrollably on Yan Qinghe's chest, recalling his warmth, another wave of heat surged into his heart, and the flush on his face became more intense.

This change made Yan Qinghe's eyes widen in surprise, "Your face is even redder!"

While yelling, he reached out to poke Lou Jing's face.

Who knew, as soon as he raised his hand, Lou Jing retreated reflexively, and bumped into the chair.

Yan Qinghe's hands froze in mid-air, he looked at the panic-stricken Lou Jing with a dazed expression: "What's wrong with you?"

Lou Jing opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Because, even he himself didn't know what happened to him.

It seemed that since Yan Qinghe put his hand into his bosom, he became strange all over.

When he saw Yan Qinghe, he would panic and feel embarrassed.

Whenever Yan Qinghe got close, he would be like a frightened bird, terrified.

Lou Jing put his hands on his chest calmly, feeling the violent beating of the heart under his chest——

After a while, he looked at Yan Qinghe, and said with a serious expression, "I think I may be sick here."

When he spoke, his fingers pointed to where his heart was.

You know, in the past, even if he encountered a near-death situation, his heart was never disturbed.

But now, as long as Yan Qinghe gets closer, his heart will beat violently, as if it might jump out of his chest at any time...

Lou Jing thought, he might be sick, his heart is sick.

Yan Qinghe was startled when he heard the words.

"Your heart is sick?" he asked.

Lou Jing nodded with a serious face, "Well, it's very uncomfortable."

Yan Qing and his brows were furrowed as if facing the enemy.

For no reason, it is impossible for the heart to feel uncomfortable, unless there is a heart attack...

Yan Qinghe pointed to his chest with a serious face, and confirmed his symptoms with Lou Jing, "Do you feel pain here? Do you feel short of breath, difficult to breathe..."

"It doesn't hurt, and I'm not short of breath or have difficulty breathing..." Just when Yan Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, Lou Jing continued: "It's just that sometimes, I feel very flustered here, and I dance very fast... ..."

"Just flustered, heart beating fast? Doesn't the heart hurt?" Yan Qinghe asked.

Lou Jing thought for a while, then shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Yan Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, it shouldn't be a heart attack, it might just be a common arrhythmia.

However, this is not easy to say, it still needs to be checked by a doctor.

Yan Qinghe said solemnly: "When it is dawn, I will accompany you to see the old doctor."

Lou Jing nodded.

In a blink of an eye, the medicine was ready, and Lou Jing was about to pour the medicine for Yan Qinghe, but was pushed aside by Yan Qinghe, "You are sick, rest more, I will come."

As he spoke, he snatched the medicine jar from Lou Jing's hand and poured out the medicine.

The color of the medicine was still pitch black, and it had an unpleasant smell. This time, Yan Qinghe did not dislike it. After spreading the medicine to cool down, he pinched his nose with one hand and poured the medicine with the other——

In an instant, he drank most of the bowl of medicine in one gulp.

This taste!

It’s really as indescribable as ever! ! !

The bitter taste of the medicine spread out in his mouth, Yan Qinghe's face twisted, and tears almost burst out.

Lou Jing handed over a bowl of water just in time, "rinse your mouth."

Yan Qinghe took the bowl without even thinking about it, and swished his mouth out.

After a long time, the bitter taste in his mouth finally dissipated a lot, and then he put down the bowl.

After tossing around for most of the night, Yan Qinghe came back from the sleepiness that he had finally suppressed. Seeing that Lou Jing was going to wash the medicine pot, Yan Qinghe grabbed his arm, and while yawning, he said earnestly: " It's so late, don't wash it, wash it tomorrow."

Seeing that he was too sleepy to keep his eyes open, Lou Jing followed Yan Qinghe back to the thatched cottage without much struggle.

Being dragged into the house by Yan Qinghe, Lou Jing's heart was beating wildly in panic, and the place where he was dragged by Yan Qinghe was also very hot and scorching.

Lou Jing didn't break free from Yan Qinghe's hand, his face was flushed, and he thought seriously: Yan Qinghe was right, he had to see a doctor tomorrow.

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I am Mr. Chuchang...

Continue to grow thick tomorrow!