Young Master Gong, your vest has fallen off!

Chapter 184 I'm Coming!

Chapter 184 I'm Coming!

"I'll come." Gong Beijue took the ginger soup from Lan Ma's hand, and said to Fei Chu, "Come here, drink it up for me."

"Gong Beijue, I really don't need to drink anymore, it's really healed, if you don't believe me touch my hand, it's very warm!" Fei Chuyan stretched out his hand to him: "Touch..."

Gong Beijue was amused by her timid expression.

How much does she dislike this bowl of ginger soup?

Gong Beijue held her hand, and before she could react, he held her in front of him, pressed her shoulders to prevent her from escaping, and handed the bowl to her mouth.

"Fei Chuyan, you can think about it. This is what Lan Ma worked so hard for. If you don't drink it, it will be wasted."

Originally, when he moved the bowl closer, Fei Chuyan turned her head away, but when she heard what he said behind her, her neck instantly turned around.

"I don't want to waste what Lan Ma made, but I didn't ask Lan Ma to boil it for me. You let Lan Ma boil it, you drink it!" Fei Chuyan pushed the bowl to him, and Gong Beijue said with a smile: "You It's useless to push it to me, I didn't catch a cold. Fei Chuyan, if you want to go to school the day after tomorrow, or if you don't want to catch a cold, don't delay and drink it!"

At the last sentence, his face changed, and he became a little serious.

"I don't drink, I won't catch a cold, and I can go to school the day after tomorrow!" Fei Chuyan insisted: "Gong Beijue, I promise I won't catch a cold, so don't give me a drink? I'm hungry and want to eat?"

"..."

"Gong Beijue?"

"Young Master..." Lan Ma looked at Gong Beijue, Gong Beijue got off the bed, handed the bowl to Lan Ma, and said with thin lips, "Let the chef prepare dinner."

He finally gave in.

"Okay..." Lan's mother said.

...

"Fei Chuyan, I told you to drink ginger soup, but if you don't drink it, you have a fever now!"

Fei Chuyan opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Gong Beijue standing beside her bed with a stinky face against the light.

He stared at her, impatient but concerned.

How could Gong Beijue be in her room in the middle of the night?It must be a hallucination, it must be a dream.

She closed her eyes and opened them again, Gong Beijue did not disappear!

"Why are you still here..." Fei Chuyan murmured, suddenly felt a little hot, she pulled her clothes.

Gong Beijue saw her showing her delicate collarbone, quickly pressed her hand, covered her with a quilt, blushed and said, "Fei Chuyan, wake me up!"

"Uncomfortable..." Fei Chuyan struggled a few times, but she couldn't let go, and finally regained her consciousness, she called out in a daze, "Gong Beijue?"

"You have a fever! Put on your coat now, Nihan will be here soon..." Just as the words fell, there was a knock on the door, and Nihan tentatively asked, "Master Gong?"

"Wait!"

Without waiting for her to make a move, Gong Beijue picked up the coat next to her, put it on her body, went to open the door, and let Nihan in.

"38.5 high fever. I'll give Miss Chuyan a fever-reducing injection first." After Nihan looked at the thermometer, he said to Gong Beijue: "After the fever-reducing injection, let Chuyan take a good night's sleep. Kick the quilt, tomorrow will be fine!"

"No need to take medicine?" Gong Beijue frowned and asked, Nihan said: "No, just drink more water."

"it is good."

Dr. Nihan carried the medicine box and left the room. When he heard the door closing, he paused.

How did Young Master Gong discover that Miss Chuyan had a fever in the middle of the night?

It's more than two o'clock in the middle of the night. Could it be that Gong Shao is sleeping in Miss Chuyan's room?

Thinking of this, Nihan showed a treacherous expression, as if he had discovered some new continent.

After closing the door, Gong Beijue turned to look at Fei Chuyan.

She was lying on the bed with the back of her hand on her forehead, looking particularly uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)