Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Song no worries fever, caused by wound infection of the arm.

Dislocated, flesh wounded again, infected.

As a result, Gu Qiu was confused.

It's plastered. How can it be infected?

Did you get the plaster wet last night in Song's worry-free bath?

After the doctor left, Gu Zheng looked at Song without worries, "You are not allowed to take a bath tonight. ”

“I'm not going to take a shower tonight.” It's burning like this. What else is there to bathe in?

Soon after, the nurse took the oral medicine and the infusion.

Gu Xiao personally fed Song Wuxi medicine, the nurse helped her get the infusion ready, and cleaned her wound.

Looking at the redness of her elbows, the wound bled and her eyes grew bright.

It hurts, doesn't it?

A chill flashed through his eyes quickly.

Goddamn woman!

After the nurse cleans the wound, re-apply the plaster.

After the nurse went out, Song was lying in bed with infusion.

She looked hollow at the liquid in the bottle, dripping from the clear tube.

“What are you thinking?” Gu Qiu asked softly.

“Nothing to think about.” Song replied carelessly.

“Do you want something to eat? ”

“The bitter bitterness of the mouth, I don't want to eat anything. ”

“No.” Gu Zheng's expression was serious: “If you don't have an appetite anymore, you should eat something. If you don't eat, your body will be difficult to recover. ”

“And you asked me? Just buy me something to eat.” Song doesn't want to talk at all.

“Millet porridge?” Gu Qiao asked.

“Mmm.” Anyway, bitter mouth, faint, tastes like nothing.

“I'm going out now to buy it.” Gu Qiu stood up and grabbed the coat on the couch.

“ …… ”

“Lie still and don't move.” Before leaving, Gu Jianzheng ordered reluctantly.

“...” Song Li couldn't help but turn her white eyes. She's in an infusion, can she move?

Gu Zheng walked away for about three minutes, and Pastoral came.

He came in with a brown box.

Without seeing Gu Qiang, he asked in surprise: "Where's Qiang? ”

“Go out and buy me porridge.” Song looked at him without concern and frowned slightly.

Pastoral stood in front of the bed, lifting the box in his hand and laughing in the sun: "Don't worry, guess what I brought you? ”

Song has no worries because the fever is uncomfortable, his face is faint, “called Hua Hua Chicken. ”

Pastoral shocked: “How did you know? ”

Song did not worry and smiled lightly, "I smell it. ”

Pastoral surprise: “Smell it? ”

He put the box close to his nose and sniffed it, "I packed it so well, only a hint of flavor spilled, so you can smell it, your nose is real. ”

Pastoral took out the food box, the peach blossom eyes flashed, “Try it quickly, what I do is called wafer chicken is delicious. ”

The lid on the food box just opened and a familiar flavor popped in.

Song had no worries. He turned his head and looked at the chicken in the box.

The colour, the flavour, it's very familiar.

Ask her to do it in her past life, it makes no difference.

“I lifted it all up. It's easier for you to eat it piece by piece.” Pastoral raised the food box to Song's worry-free eyes.

Song has worry-free eyes with water fog and looks at the chicken in the box.

“Do you do chickens, too?” Song's worry-free throat, some choking.

“Why wouldn't you do something so simple?” Pastoral saw her dripping. Why don't you pick up a piece and send it to her mouth?

The chicken in close proximity made Song no longer worried and swallowed his mouth.

She knows that high fever is not good for chickens.

But that smell, she misses it.

She couldn't help but open her mouth and eat the chicken she had been feeding herself to.

“What do you say?” Pastoral peach blossoms sparkle with a smile of anticipation.