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Chapter 892 I did it

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    Beiming Liancheng's eyes dropped, looking at Ming Ke's small hand holding his big palm.

    Her fair complexion and delicate skin formed a sharp contrast with his rough palms.

    For a moment, a certain string in my heart was touched

    He was really angry just now, angry that she didn't come back for so long. Especially when he went out, he promised not to let those messy people in. Unexpectedly, he turned around and asked others to take care of him.

    Although he didn¡¯t feel that he needed anyone to take care of him, she promised to do it herself.

    He didn¡¯t know what he was arguing with her about, he just didn¡¯t like her not keeping her word and not doing the things she said she would do for him.

    If you can¡¯t do it, don¡¯t make random promises.

    But now that she knew what she had just done and that the boss was as sick as him, the complaint in her heart disappeared unconsciously.

    There was a sudden sting on his arm. When he was unconscious, Mingke had already inserted the needle.

    Injection is reallyan inexplicable and wonderful thing. He is not afraid of pain, but watching the slender needle pierce into his flesh makes him feel very insecure and he doesn't like it.

    Watching her skillfully pressing the needle and getting some tape to fix it for him, he couldn't help but frown and asked hoarsely, "When did you learn these techniques?"

    "Isn't it that your boss doesn't want to let those pretty nurse girls give him injections? He insists on me, so I figured it out by myself? How about it? Is the technique pretty good?" I adjusted the speed of the needle drop for him.  But he stood up and walked over to help him sit up.

    This time Beiming Liancheng was finally willing to cooperate. With her strength, he supported his heavy body, leaned on the bed, and looked at him quietly.

    Mingke had already picked up the porridge, took a spoonful and handed it to his lips: "It's still warm, eat it quickly."

    "I can do it myself." Beiming Liancheng ignored her and reached out to hook her bowl.

    "I'm afraid you'll make the bed dirty, and then you won't let them come in to clean it up, and you'll have to ask me to do the work."

    "I don't need you." Beiming Liancheng snorted coldly.

    But when Mingke was talking, the spoon suddenly stuffed into his mouth, and she fed him a mouthful of porridge.

    Beiming Liancheng never expected that she would feed him porridge so rudely while he was talking. Those dark eyes that were still covered with a little mist gathered and stared at her face, about to get angry.

    Ming Ke said: "Don't waste time with me here. After I finish feeding you, I have to feed your boss."

    ¡°I told you to go over now.¡± He said vaguely with a mouthful of porridge in his mouth.

    After he swallowed the porridge, Mingke took a second spoonful and brought it to his lips: "As long as you are obedient and don't deliberately embarrass me, it won't waste too much time."

    Beiming Liancheng's thin lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw another mouthful of porridge coming towards her, he pursed his lower lip, and finally opened his mouth and sucked it in obediently.

    There were at least three bowls of porridge in the thermos prepared by the maid. Beiming Liancheng ate it all without leaving a mouthful. After finishing the last bite, he couldn't help but stick out the tip of his tongue and lick the corner of his lips.

    "Did you do it?" He remembered that when he was confused, he seemed to hear the woman saying that she had made porridge in the morning.

    "What? Does it taste bad?" Mingko took a napkin and wiped his mouth while saying: "You guys drank too much wine last night and the taste was too strong. I was afraid that your stomach wouldn't be able to bear it, so I deliberately made it  It¡¯s a bit lighter, I¡¯ll wait for you to recover from your illness before you eat anything heavy, so just be patient for now.¡±

    After saying that, he picked up the snack again and brought it to his lips: "This snack is salty, it doesn't matter if you eat a little."

    "Who did it?" Beiming Liancheng lowered his eyes and looked at the things on her chopsticks, frowning slightly.

    Ming Ke was startled and said truthfully: "The one over in the kitchen, I don't know which cook's skill it came from."

    "Don't eat it." Beiming Liancheng looked at it with disgust, and then looked at the two plates of green vegetables on the tray.

    "These two small green vegetables are alsoalso" Mingke blinked and suddenly said: "One of them was made by me. I made it casually. The taste may not be that good, so don't mind."

    As he said that, he picked up a large portion of vegetables and gave it to him with chopsticks.

    Actually, I don¡¯t know why I said that, but it seems that if she didn¡¯t say that, this guy wouldn¡¯t eat it.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect to say that she did it,¡±?The guy really started eating obediently, and completely ate up a plate of green vegetables.

    After Mingke wiped the oil stains from his lips again, he propped up his body and lay down slowly.

    "Don't hinder my rest." After turning around, he muttered this sentence.

    Mingke raised her head and glanced at the acupuncture water, and then looked at the wall clock on the wall. Bei Mingye's acupuncture water should be finished for a while. She didn't want to waste any more time and had to go to the kitchen to give Bei Mingye a needle.  Prepare something to eat.

    Standing up, she looked at his back and said, "I'll come over and give you the needle later. If you're tired, just take a nap. Don't worry about the needle. I won't forget it this time."

    The man just snorted and ignored it.

    Mingke then took the tray and walked towards the door.

    After closing the door, I looked up and saw the same maid and male doctor at the other end of the corridor. The things in their hands were basically the same as those given to Beiming Liancheng.

    Mingke walked over, returned the tray to the maid, and took their things over. After waving his hands, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to go downstairs.

    Mingke returned to the room, closed the door, put things on the bedside table, and looked at Bei Mingye again. There were beads of sweat all over his face and forehead, and even his clothes were soaked with sweat.  But the person fell into a drowsy sleep again.

    The needle fluid in the bottle could still be used for another ten minutes. She was not in a hurry to change it, but stretched her hand to his forehead. Although it was still a little hot, it was not as hot as before.

    Forty-four degrees is really enough to scare people to death. She has grown so big that the worst fever she ever had seemed to be less than 40 degrees.

    "Ye, I brought the things back for you. You eat a little first, and then take the medicine before going to bed, okay?" She leaned close to him and said softly.

    Bei Mingye snorted, but ignored it.

    Mingke's hand fell on his shoulder and shook it gently: "Ye, get up first and eat something, and then go to sleep later."

    Bei Mingye was finally woken up by her and sat up on the bed with her help.

    Ming Ke fed him porridge one bite at a time. Thinking of Beiming Liancheng's weird question just now, she bit her lower lip. After feeding him the last mouthful of porridge, she picked up some snacks, looked at him and said, "I'll get up in the morning.  Then you can learn how they cook it in the kitchen and see how it tastes."

    He was sweating and flushed. This sickly look really overturned his tall and dignified image in the past.

    It turns out that when a man is sick, it really makes a woman feel extremely distressed, especially a man who is usually very strong.

    "When you look at me like that, does it mean you want to devote yourself?" He was dizzy, but he still felt his body tense up under her loving eyes.

    I wonder if he finds it difficult to even raise his hand?  To actually seduce him like this.

    Mingke frowned and was about to speak, but Bei Mingye had already stretched out his arms to hug her: "Don't worry, my woman, I will definitely satisfy you." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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