Chapter 848 Cousin (67)

Because Qi Chimu flinched, he lay on his stomach on the bed after seeing the doctor.

Because there was no one to serve him, he didn't make a sound, just laying down like this.

The medicine was left without boiling.

The doctor ordered someone to apply hot compresses, but it didn't work.

Bai Weiwei sneered, "Yo, I'm really unhappy with the retribution, I've made you toss, you've got to dodge your waist."

Qi Cheeky Chi Mu looked at her indifferently before saying, "At least it makes your legs weak."

Bai Weiwei's face turned red, she had never seen such a shameless man.

She gritted her teeth and said, "You wait for me."

After speaking, she picked up the medicine bag and turned to leave.

Looking at Bai Weiwei's childish look, Qi Chimu thought she was going to throw away all his medicine.

So he didn't have any feelings and continued to close his eyes and rest.

He knew how to recover from such a slight sprain.

It's okay to not take medicine or apply hot compresses, but it's just more uncomfortable.

This kind of discomfort is nothing to him at all.

Compared to flashing his waist, the dignity of a man...

Qi Chimu sighed, he still has to exercise.

It's useless to be a scholar, even if you sit in the prime minister in the future, it's useless.

Qi Chimu lay on his stomach, only to realize that the time was too long.

Why hasn't she come back yet?

Qi Chimu's face was gloomy, he didn't want to leave while he was lying on his stomach.

She came here, in fact, he forced her here.

Maybe she felt bored looking at him every day, so she planned to go back.

The more Qi Chimu thought about it, the darker his face became.

Then he showed a stern smile, it would be better to run away, when he recovered and caught her, he would have a better reason to deal with her.

Don't you like plum trees?

Bai Weiwei had already rushed in, her face was covered with black marks from the charcoal fire, and she was holding a medicine bowl in her hand.

"I'm scalded to death, scalded to death, scalded to death."

Holding a medicine bowl, she hurriedly put it on the table, and immediately blew on her palm.

Qi Chimu rarely looked at her blankly.

But Bai Weiwei glared at him fiercely, "Whatever you look at, it's all your fault. You drove away all the people who served me, and made me suffer."

This is too coquettish.

But it is so natural.

Qi Chimu's throat was a little congested, and his lips and tongue became astringent.

"You make me medicine?"

Bai Weiwei said coldly, "Don't put gold on your face, I don't have anyone to serve, if you keep lying on your stomach, who will clean the house, who will burn the charcoal fire, I won't, don't think that your waist is flashing You can be lazy."

These words are obviously so arrogant and selfish.

But it sounds coquettish.

Like having a sweet cake in his mouth, it can almost soak the tip of his tongue, come to his heart, and make his brows and eyes feel comfortable.

[Ding, the hero's favorability is sixty. 】

He couldn't help showing a smile, and was afraid that she would see his true emotions, so he quickly squeezed it back.

When the medicine was warm, Bai Weiwei reluctantly handed him the medicine bowl.

"Drink it yourself."

Qi Chimu didn't dislike it either, holding the medicine in one hand, when he was about to drink it.

Found the narrow smile in Bai Weiwei's eyes, it seemed that there was something in it.

His heart sank, and the previous sweet emotions dissipated.

He suddenly remembered the cup of poisoned tea in his previous life.

Seeing him hesitate, Bai Weiwei said, "Why, you're afraid that I'll poison you to death."

Qi Chimu looked at her in silence for a while, then said with a smile that was not a smile: "I'm poisoned to death, who will clean the house, who will bring you the water for washing your feet, and who will give you a bath..."