C50 To Make a Sound as Soft as a Cat's Voice

He clearly didn't like her, yet he still had to come and flirt with her?

Mi Su wanted to glare at Rong Jinchu, but when she thought that her life was still in his hands, she immediately lost her confidence.

The anger in his eyes turned into resentment.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Of course, the worst part was that her little heart was still beating non-stop!

Mi Su lowered her head and stopped looking.

She was worried that she would lose her mind because of him. She hugged Rong Jinchu and kissed him.

Doctor Zhuang remained silent and gloomy.

He was a role model in the medical world. All the students under him were outstanding. In private, they treated him like Master Guan and worshipped him at home every day. But today, he was being questioned about his professionalism.

This tone...

I can't take it...

But - he had to swallow it!

Who asked him to be the Young Master Rong who could stir up a storm with just a single stomp of his foot and a single movement of his finger?

He took out gauze and other medical supplies and began to treat Mi Su's wound.

Seeing this, Rong Jinchu was finally satisfied.

Then he started to think about Mi Su sneezing, "She just sneezed a few times. There must be something wrong with her body."

What he meant was: Aren't you going to take a look?

Doctor Zhuang finished bandaging Mi Su and stood up. He put the gauze into the medical kit and took out a thermometer from a pile of things. He handed it to Mi Su, "Miss Mi, take a temperature first."

"Okay." Mi Su obediently put the thermometer under her arm.

After a while, he took it out again.

Doctor Zhuang raised the thermometer and looked at the Arab numbers on it. He concluded, "Don't worry. The temperature shows that everything is normal."

As soon as he finished speaking, he met a pair of cold eyes.

Doctor Zhuang's heart skipped a beat. He quickly lowered his posture and weakly explained, "Actually, sneezing is a normal reaction sometimes. It's not a physical problem."

... ""

In order to be safe, Doctor Zhuang thought about bringing along some medicine that had a cold and fever. He opened the medicine box again, and his hand stopped when it came to a white pill that he had just developed.

He turned his eyes and stole a glance at Rong Jinchu, who had a cold expression on his face.

Young Master Rong seemed very interested in Miss Mi.

Thinking back to just now, although he said that he wanted to kill Miss Mi, the concern that he inadvertently revealed could not be faked.

In other words, the effect of this pill was not only to take revenge for being questioned in terms of his professional level, but also to stimulate Young Master Rong's male hormones that had been sleeping for 30 years.

Mm ~

Thinking about it this way, it was killing two birds with one stone.

After making up his mind, Doctor Zhuang took the pill and handed it to Mi Su. "Miss Mi, I thought about it. Young Master Rong's worries are not unreasonable, so I prepared a dose for you. Remember to take the pill before you go to bed tonight."

Mi Su looked at him gratefully. Her clear and sparkling eyes were filled with sincerity, "Thank you, Doctor Zhuang."

Doctor Zhuang felt ashamed when he met her gaze.

With a stiff arc, he snatched up the portable medicine box and fled.

After leaving Jin Garden, Doctor Zhuang went back to the lab to pack his luggage.

Young Master Rong had a heaven defying intelligence. Once he sensed that Miss Mi was not right, he would definitely notice something fishy. So he had to go to England ahead of time to hide by the old master and his wife's side.

As for the pill, he didn't have to do it. It wouldn't hurt his body, but...

Young Master Rong, who knew how to tease, was burning with desire.

...

At night, Mi Su took some medicine.

She rolled over in the middle of the night and pulled at her nightdress with her eyes closed, revealing her sexy collarbone.

Within his body, there seemed to be a flame that was scurrying about.

Gradually, the flame grew stronger and stronger...

In the end, the flames burned every nook and cranny of her body.

In the next second, Mi Su's brows knitted in discomfort and her cherry pink lips parted slightly, letting out a cat-like soft tone.

"Hot..."

"It's so hot..."