Zhao Miaomiao didn't expect him to say such a thing, really confused?
"What don't you care about?"
"I I, Lu Xiuwen don't care if you are perfect or not I only care that you are my sister Shui"
"You can't trust a man's mouth." Zhao Miaomiao said disdainfully.
"Trust me." Lv Xiuwen was at a loss, pulling her hand like a child until it hurt so much that he forced it into his arms.
"Lv Xiuwen, don't play hooligans while you're sick, or I'll give you an injection and you'll never recover." He was hot, his neckline was loose, and he insisted on putting her hand in his arms.
"You can't bear it" Lu Xiuwen looked at her dumbly, and said with a smirk, "You said before that you liked me and wanted to be with me forever."
"Ahem, Sijiu, you have taken this medicine well." Zhao Ruiyong's voice outside the door was getting closer, and Zhao Miaomiao pulled his hand away forcefully, and took a few steps back.
The door opened, and Shutong Sijiu and Zhao Ruiyong walked in.
Zhao Ruiyong looked at her and Lu Xiuwen probingly, and was a little disappointed when he saw her standing far away beside the bed, respectfully and respectfully.
"Master, drink the medicine." Sijiu helped him up and finished feeding the whole bowl of medicine. Seeing Lv Xiuwen's hands hanging from the edge of the bed, he habitually picked up his hands and put them back on the quilt.
It's just why the young master's hands are so red? Was it bitten by some poisonous insect?
"After drinking this medicine, the fever will subside as soon as you sleep. After drinking it for three days, your body will be completely cured. If there are any problems in the follow-up, come to me again on Sijiu." Zhao Ruiyong instructed.
"Thank you, Dr. Zhao and Sister Zhao!" Forty-nine years old, thirteen or fourteen years old, familiar with the original owner, Sister Zhao kept yelling on weekdays.
"Sijiu, if you can't do it alone, let your sister Zhao help you. Anyway, your sister Zhao is also close to your place." Zhao Ruiyong winked.
Sijiu was clever, and hurriedly said, "Sister Zhao, I'm too busy right now. Please help me take care of the young master."
"What are you going to do? Why can't you be so busy?" Zhao Miaomiao smiled, and the villain in her heart had already beaten up these two people who were singing and singing together.
"I'm going to make some porridge for you. By the way, I haven't washed the clothes you changed from fever. I'm too busy." Sijiu looked at her with a sad face, "Good sister, you just have to You just need to change the handkerchief for the young master."
"I'm also quite busy. I have to go to Uncle Ruiyong"
"I don't need you there anymore, I have to go back first." Zhao Ruiyong hurriedly refused her, and went out with the medicine box by himself.
Sijiu also followed him out quickly, "Doctor Zhao, I'll see you off."
Zhao Miaomiao stared at Lu Xiuwen, who was sleeping with closed eyes, and said with a sneer, "You are lucky, these people are helping you."
Looking at his blushing cheeks, she took off the veil that had already warmed up. The room was very quiet, except for the man's slight breathing.
Zhao Miaomiao looked around boredly, walked to the desk, picked up a book, and the drawing under the book appeared in front of her eyes.
She picked up the drawing paper and saw that it was the portrait of the original owner, with a pair of almond eyes, a full lip on a delicate nose, fluttering clothes, and a gentle temperament.
It is a beautiful woman with a good appearance.
There is also a line of small characters next to the screen, "I love Qingqing." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com