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Her face was flushed and her feet were floating. She looked at him like he was a drug addict, unfocused and confused.

Mo Yuechen was shocked. Before he could open his mouth, he saw Qin Yuxuan's body go limp and fall to the side.

She was in a coma from her illness, so she didn't wake up completely until nightfall.

What entered his sight was the pale white walls of the hospital, and his breath was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

"You're awake?"

She turned her head to the side. The gentle and beautiful nurse was asking her softly.

"Mm …" She opened her chapped lips, and her voice was hoarse.

When Mo Yuechen returned from buying dinner, Qin Yuxuan was facing the nurse with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" He came in.

The nurse said, "The patient is afraid of an injection."

Qin Yuxuan wanted to cry but had no tears. She tried to communicate with the beautiful and gentle nurse. "We …" "Is this the way for Huang to wake up? Take the medicine …"

The hoarse voice that spoke did not sound right. The nurse held the bottle of medicine and the unopened syringe as she looked at Mo Chen with a troubled expression.

Qin Yuxuan looked really pitiful, but he couldn't hold back the smile on his face. He teased her, "Such a big person, how can he be afraid of being injected?"

"Everyone has something to be afraid of …" "She did not bother to be ashamed, and raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

Mo Yuechen really cried, so he didn't dare to continue teasing her. He stood up and touched her forehead. Luckily, the fever was gone, but he still looked terrible.

The biggest patient, he coaxed, "The injection will be quick."

Qin Yuxuan resolutely shook her head and refused. "It's good as well."

"You were given a shot when you fell asleep." He tried to coax her with this, but she burst into tears again.

Qin Yuxuan wiped her tears away as she raised her right hand in accusation. "No wonder my hand hurts so much. It's not much better …"

Tears fell from her eyes like broken beads. It was probably because she was sick and her mood was very fragile. Just this small matter was enough to make her choked with sobs.

Mo Yuechen's heart softened, "It's good that you don't need an injection. Don't cry..."

The nurse didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She put down her food as if she had already expected this result. "Then let's eat something first. I'll have Doctor Fang come over to take a look and have him prescribe medicine."

Mo Yuechen nodded, "Sorry for the trouble."

The patient was still tearing up and crying as he asked, "Are we really not going to have an injection anymore?"

Mo Yuechen threatened her shamelessly, "If you're going to cry anymore, I'll give you an injection."

She burped, her tears clearly taking his words seriously. A pitiful and adorable expression appeared on her charming face.

He couldn't help it. He poked her face and smiled. "Why are you so funny?"

Qin Yuxuan, who was sick and having a bad temper, pushed his hand without a trace of politeness and said angrily, "You're the one who is funny."

"Are you angry?"

She turned her head to the side, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and said with an awkward expression, "No."

'Who let this fellow threaten me and let him see her shameful side?! '

Mo Yuechen raised his hand to rub his nose and sighed, "Is this how you treat your savior?"

"…" Qin Yuxuan was at a loss for words. It seemed like she was in the wrong. He had sent her to the hospital, but she was still angry at him.

As a result, she weakly apologized, "Sorry …"

Mo Yuechen held back his laughter and carried the dinner over, "As long as you know you're wrong." He pulled open the table on the bed and placed the porridge on it.

"You have a cold. The doctor said you can't eat too much, so I bought some congee."

He unwrapped the spoon and handed it to her.

The porridge she had just bought was still steaming. Considering that she might not have much appetite, she had specifically bought some meat congee instead of plain porridge.

Qin Yuxuan held the spoon in her hand, but she had no intention of making a move.

Her small face was devoid of color. Her lips were slightly raised as she tightly pursed her lips. Her pair of black eyes stared blankly at the bowl of porridge without any intention of making a move.

"Why aren't you eating?" He pulled up a chair and sat down.

Qin Yuxuan tilted her head, her burning brain somewhat empty. "I seem to have forgotten something?"

She was so cute when she was sick. Mo Yuechen resisted the urge to poke his face and coaxed her like she was a child, "Is the porridge too hot?"

Qin Yuxuan closed her eyes, yawned tiredly, and shook her head.

Mo Yuechen's confused mind didn't work well, so he started to interpret her actions on his own.

"Too hot? I'll cool it for you. " He took the spoon from Qin Yuxuan's hand and stirred the meat porridge clockwise. Looking at the steam rising from the scalding hot porridge, he felt a little regretful in his heart.

When he was growing up, besides his grandfather, he had never served anyone like this before.

He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and waited until some of the hot air had dispersed before he put it to her lips, "Try it, it's not hot."

Qin Yuxuan followed his instructions. She parted her lips and shook her head. "It's not hot."

"Ah!" He acted like he was coaxing a child.

Qin Yuxuan obediently opened her mouth and ate the spoonful of porridge. The rice grains were soft and not rotten, and there were still shreds of meat inside. Unfortunately, her nose was stuffed.

Even if it was the imperial banquet's delicacy, she wouldn't be able to taste anything.

After swallowing the food, Qin Yuxuan was suddenly startled. Her dull mind started to turn with great difficulty like rusty gears.

She stared at the spoon Mo Yuechen handed her again, her face turning blue bit by bit.

She opened her mouth, and the tears came again.

Mo Yuechen was confused. He didn't understand why she was crying.

Qin Yuxuan wiped away her tears and pointed shakily at the porridge. "I …" I haven't brushed my teeth yet... "You're making me eat it …"

Mo Yuechen, "..."

To prevent the tearbag from crying again, Mo Yuechen followed her request to brush his teeth, wash his face and wash his hands before starting to eat.

Thinking back to the incident the next day, Qin Yuxuan really wanted to run into a wall. How utterly humiliating.

Mo Yuechen deeply experienced what it meant to be a woman's tears. It was the most lethal weapon for a man.

After eating the porridge, the doctor also came over. After checking for a while and seeing that Qin Yuxuan didn't want to have an injection, he prescribed medicine for her.

It had to be a little hard this time. The temperature had reached 39 degrees and several bottles of medicine had been hung. The nurse had also done some physical cooling for her. It was only until late afternoon that the fever had stopped.

After taking the medicine, Qin Yuxuan was already drowsy, and her state of mind was much more stable than when she first woke up.

She yawned under the quilt with her hazy eyes, as obedient as a child.

When Mo Yuechen, who returned after receiving the call, saw this scene, he suddenly felt like he was taking care of his daughter.

None of his previous girlfriends had received such caring care from him.

Mo Yuechen couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly as he comforted himself.

Qin Yuxuan looked at him with a pair of sleepy eyes and mumbled something. After a while, her eyelids twitched and she fell asleep again.

Her shapely lips were slightly dry. Mo Yuechen took a cotton swab to moisten her lips.

Looking at the sleeping woman, her white and tender cheeks were suffused with a faint blush. Her full lips were suffused with luster, and her eyelashes fluttered obediently. She was both thick and beautiful.

Her facial features were very delicate, making her look like a fake doll. Mo Yuechen was enchanted as his slender fingers rested on her lips and gently caressed it.

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