No. 1806

It’s hard to imagine the big devil apologizing.

Xiao Hei felt scared.

The ripples of the intelligent system were a little shaken.

“Xiao Hei.”

It was called out all of a sudden.

Its body paused again, pretending not to react.

Qin Mo turned his hand to the side, put Bo Jiu on the passenger seat, held the steering wheel with one hand, and raised his eyebrows: “Are you going to let me pour a basin of water on your car?”

Xiao Hei couldn’t pretend anymore, and immediately turned on the lights.

Qin Mo’s voice was very light: “Find the nearest hospital.”

“Start locking the hospital institution now, the straight-line distance…”

Before Xiao Hei’s voice fell, the Lamborghini was like the wind, rushing towards the asphalt road.

Fever will be very uncomfortable.

Especially joints like knees are particularly sore.

Burning from the inside to the outside, cold and hot all over.

So much so that Bo Jiu’s consciousness has never been very clear.

The place where the Lamborghini stopped was not a large hospital. Going to the hospital now, it’s not dark yet, and there will definitely be a lot of people.

It was a clean, large community clinic that looked quite high-end and had complete equipment.

But the patients who came to see the doctor at this time were either children or the elderly.

It was rare to see anyone carrying someone in his arms.

But probably because of Qin Mo's height, the person in his arms did not look sick, but rather seemed to be asleep, wrapped in his coat.

The medical staff would inevitably look at this side more. After all, handsome people might be seen occasionally, but this was the first time they had seen such a temperament, cold and abstinent, but very polite.

But what made people look sideways was that the man had never put the person in his arms down since he came in, and even when measuring the body temperature, he took the thermometer from the nurse and turned his eyes to measure the boy's temperature.

"39 degrees, the fever is a bit severe." After looking at the thermometer, the nurse said: "It's better to do a blood test to see if there is any inflammation."

Qin Mo said "hmm", holding Bo Jiu, and walked to the window on the second floor.

When taking the blood test, you have to give an injection.

But Bo Jiu refused to stretch out his hand.

Qin Mo looked at her folded brows, kissed her palms, and said, "Good girl."

Perhaps it was the familiar voice that worked.

Bo Jiu relaxed and successfully took a blood test.

The nurse looked at it and said, "It must be given an IV drip. The patient has a history of asthma. Do you have any allergy medicine?"

"No." Qin Mo said, and did not forget to touch Bo Jiu's forehead with his hand, as if he knew that this would make her feel more comfortable.

The nurse looked at this scene and wanted to take a picture and send it to her boyfriend to take a good look. To treat handsome people, the tone must be very good: "Your bed number is 0271. Here is the doctor's prescription. I will go over after I prepare the medicine."

Qin Mo thanked him, but his back was still a figure that people couldn't help but look at more.

The medical staff gathered together: "Who is this? Not from this community, why haven't I seen him before?"

"I don't know, I feel more handsome than a star, too good-looking, but it's a pity that he has already been taken."

From that voice, it is not difficult to hear the regretful meaning.

But Qin Mo seemed not to hear it and walked into the ward.

Even in the most upscale clinics, there would not be independent wards.

There were two beds in one ward.

The bed inside was already occupied by someone, a little boy who was drinking yogurt. He didn't know where his mother had gone, and was half lying there receiving an IV.

Qin Mo leaned over and put the person in his arms on another bed.

The medical staff could see clearly the appearance of the person he was holding, and they were a little stunned. The face was so beautiful that it was difficult to tell whether it was male or female. Now because of the fever, her cheeks were slightly red.

It's rare to give birth to such a beautiful child while being sick.

However, it can still be seen that she was very uncomfortable.

Her thin lips were a little dry, and there was hair on her forehead, and her eyebrows were still twisted.

The nurse came over with medicine for the IV, and she was also puzzled. How could such a beautiful person not cooperate when she encountered a needle?

Qin Mo saw it, turned sideways, let Bo Jiuban lean on his arms, and then raised the man's right hand: "Be good, the disease can be cured."

The nurse next to him felt magical, it was not her illusion, the sick woman seemed to only let down her guard in front of her boyfriend.

However, she had been in the clinic for so long, and she rarely saw such a patient boyfriend.

To be honest, this was the first time she had seen it.

The little boy who also came for infusion because of the flu had been watching next to him. Coincidentally, his mother came in. He sat up straight and leaned over to say: "Mom, mom, the tone of that big brother coaxing people is similar to yours!"

The little boy's mother really felt that her naughty child was hopeless, and she also knew that the gentleman next to her must have heard it. She turned her head and was about to smile apologetically.

The person in his arms seemed to be very uncomfortable and wanted to move the hand of the infusion.

But he held her down, his tone was light, but it was not difficult to hear the gentleness in it: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Just bear with it for a while, you will lose it soon."

The little boy saw this and shook his head with great effort: "No, it's not the same. If I moved, you would have beaten me."

As a mother, I didn't know what to say, so I just coughed lightly: "Drink your yogurt."

The little boy sighed for a while, they both had a fever, why was the difference so big.

He originally thought that this was sad enough.

Unexpectedly, the handsome big brother peeled a piece of candy and fed it to the patient in his arms with a sidelong glance.

The little boy looked up: "Mom, I want to eat candy too."

The accompanying mother suddenly felt helpless. Is this the pattern of young people's love now? It's more detailed than her raising children.

Why didn't she find someone like this!

Fortunately, the little boy was almost done with the infusion.

It was just such a short half an hour.

The mother and son also experienced an unprecedented critical strike.

The little boy looked sideways: "Mom, I'm really not a troublemaker. When you were sick, my dad never treated you like this."

"Your dad is so unscrupulous..." The mother paused, then smiled: "So you have to be nicer to your girlfriend in the future, like this big brother, understand? "

The little boy nodded, not quite understanding. He didn't understand why the sister in the big brother's arms was sick, but the big brother had a bad face.

After the mother and son left.

Only Qin Mo and Bo Jiu were left in the ward.

The person in his arms hadn't woken up yet.

Qin Mo didn't change his position, holding the paper cup in one hand, letting the cup mouth touch Bo Jiu's lips.

The special manager who followed Qin Mo in the company saw this scene when he came in with something.

When he answered the phone, he couldn't even believe that it was really his boss Qin who called him. After all, he also received news that boss Qin would not appear again recently, and even what happened What happened.

After hanging up the phone, his first reaction was to inform his wife and boss, and then he went to the place designated by President Qin, holding a bag of candy in his hand.

This is why his President Qin called him.

He also knew that Jiu Shao, oh no, it should not be Jiu Shao now, but Miss Jiu loves to eat candy.

You don’t need to think about it carefully to know that these candies are what President Qin wants to give to Miss Jiu.

But even so, when he saw such a scene, he couldn’t help but pause. After all, President Qin had never served anyone like this before. He looked cold all over, but when he looked at the person in his arms, his eyes could overflow with pampering.

"President Qin, let me do it. "As a special assistant, of course you have to be quick-witted.

Unexpectedly, before he could get the paper cup, the person in front of him had already taken a sip, and leaned over to pass it to the person in his arms, as if he didn't exist in this room at all.

To be honest, is he just a candy delivery person?

Realizing that he might become a light bulb, the smart special assistant put down the candy without saying much, and closed the door of the ward, standing here, waiting for President Qin to need him to buy something, and then he would go in. As a single older young man, he really didn't want to eat the dog food that President Qin fed him.

The sky outside gradually darkened.

As the liquid flowed in, two hours later, Bo Jiu wanted to tear off the quilt on his body because he was too hot, but was held down by a hand, with a comfortable and slightly cool voice: "There is still half a can, almost done. "

That voice made Bo Jiu realize that she was not dreaming, and the vague consciousness in the car before was real.

And the words, sorry, whispered in her ear.

He really came back.

Bo Jiu opened her eyes and saw the man's sideways face. He was wearing a dark sweater, his Adam's apple moved slightly under his slender neck, and his chin was shining with a halo, all of which were extremely familiar.

Bo Jiu subconsciously reached out and grabbed his sleeve, which was an action she often did when she was a child.

Qin Mo paused, lowered his eyes to look at her, his long curly black eyelashes were down, his eyes were very deep, and when he saw that she woke up, he did not stop, but hooked her face, leaned over, and passed the water over again.

Bo Jiu was indeed thirsty, and before she could react, she kissed him. The sweet warm water touched her lips, and the proud and light fragrance of the man was passed over little by little.

It was slightly cool and soft, like touching ice cream, and it was sweet when it melted in her mouth.

This was the feeling she had every time she kissed the great god, and it was easy to get addicted.

Unfortunately, he was not kissing her, but feeding her water, and left after touching her.

Bo Jiu was quite disappointed. Just when she was about to use her flirting skills, she saw his palm open, and there was a pile of candy inside: "Pick one."

"Orange flavor." Bo Jiu pointed at one of them with her fingertips.

Watching it being peeled and fed to her by the slender white hand, she smacked the taste, raised her eyes, and didn't speak yet.

"Are you hungry? "He glanced at her and told her what she was thinking. He was already very good-looking, and it was a bit unfair to coax her like this now.

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