Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Just when Mu Ziling panicked and prepared to feed Long Xiaoyu the medicine——

Long Xiaoyu's eyelids moved, and then slowly opened.

His handsome eyes were half-closed and half-opened, his dark as stars were also covered with a faint red at this moment, but it seemed that there was a bewildered taste in his eyes, staring straight at Mu Ziling.

"Long Xiaoyu, are you awake?" Mu Ziling's hand about to feed the medicine froze in mid-air, she was both happy and worried: "What's wrong with you... you were fine before, why did you suddenly feel hot?" So scary."

Long Xiaoyu's complexion did not change, but he opened his half-closed eyes a little bit, but he still stared at Mu Ziling without blinking, the redness in his eyes could be seen clearly, but he still seemed confused.

The little woman in front of her still has the charming color after bathing.

There is a faint fragrance floating on the body, and the hair that is not yet dry is casually scattered on the shoulders, and a delicate fair face is also dyed with two touches of lovely blush because of the warm milk bath. And alluring.

In such a scene, Long Xiaoyu's eyes looked like a ferocious beast, fierce and bloodthirsty, and the boiling blood in his body was tumbling to the point of overflowing.

He casually rested his hand on the bed, and unconsciously grasped the fluffy sheet, and there seemed to be a fire in his throat that was about to burn it out.

Seeing that Long Xiaoyu's eyes seemed to be getting redder and redder, but there was no movement at all, Mu Ziling was suddenly very worried.

Why is there no response? Is it burnt out?

As this idea floated up in his mind, Mu Ziling was already sitting by the bed, leaned over slightly, and handed over the medicine in his hand: "Come on, take the medicine first, take a good sleep after taking it, and wake up soon." never mind."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Long Xiaoyu was lying flat and could not take medicine or drink water, Mu Ziling first put the medicine and water in his hand on the low table beside him, then moved to the head of the bed, and stretched out his hand to help him up.

While doing this, Mu Ziling couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Apart from fever, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Although she had promised Long Xiaoyu not to use the star system to see him before, but she couldn't help herself like now, her heart was flustered and flustered, she was afraid that she couldn't check clearly, so she directly used the star system.

What made Mu Ziling puzzled was that the star system didn't know if something went wrong, Long Xiaoyu was burnt like this, and it was found that he was normal.

Her face is so hot, her eyes are red, how can she be fine... Mu Ziling absolutely doesn't believe this.

She has always been very confident in the Xingchen system, but at this moment she couldn't help thinking to herself: What kind of broken system, the chain was broken at a critical moment.

And at this time, before Mu Ziling's outstretched hand touched Long Xiaoyu's clothes, her two wrists were suddenly grabbed and held in midair.

Feeling clearly that the temperature of the two big hands holding her wrist was astonishingly hot, Mu Ziling felt distressed in her heart.

I really don't understand, how can a man who was so domineering and domineering not long ago have a fever, and it's getting hotter and hotter...

Mu Ziling pursed her lips, suppressing the sudden sourness in her heart.

The temperature of Long Xiaoyu's palm was very hot, he grabbed her with great strength, which made her a little hurt, but Mu Ziling didn't frown or struggle.

She looked at him distressedly, with a gentle voice: "Let go of me first, I'll feed you the antipyretics, then you—"

Before Mu Ziling could finish speaking, Long Xiaoyu suddenly held her arm and pulled her towards him, and the remaining words in her mouth were also torn apart.

Most of Mu Ziling's body was lying on Long Xiaoyu's strong chest, as if she had been imprisoned tightly, unable to move at all.

For a moment, the four eyes met.

The atmosphere seemed to become a little ambiguous.

The distance between the two people is very close, so close that they can feel the breath wafting from each other's nostrils, touching each other's softest hearts.

Long Xiaoyu grabbed Mu Ziling's hand, and stared at her like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time, burning and sharp, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

It's a pity that Mu Ziling was always worried about his physical condition, and didn't pay attention to the wisps of flames in his eyes at all.

At this moment, Mu Ziling opened her beautiful eyes wide and lingering, and looked at Long Xiaoyu's blushing face with great concern, and asked patiently again: "Is there any discomfort in your body?" ?tell me."

Facing this seductive little goblin in front of him, Long Xiaoyu felt aggrieved and could not laugh or cry, so he simply decided to do it.

I saw him who had been silent for a long time, at this moment, pointing at himself with Mu Ziling's little hand, he said weakly, "Here...here...everywhere is uncomfortable... ..."

The breath Long Xiaoyu exhaled was a bit heavy, strand by strand, but the temperature was as hot as his body, sprinkled on Mu Ziling's face, causing her to suffocate, and her long eyelashes trembled subconsciously for two times. Next, inexplicably, there was a touch of excitement in my heart, and then I became nervous.

But in the next second, hearing Long Xiaoyu's weak words, Mu Ziling's heart ached, and she suddenly realized it.

I feel uncomfortable everywhere, is that serious?

In other words, he didn't just have a fever? There are other conditions in the body...

Mu Ziling, who was originally as shrewd as anything, fell into the hole dug by himself at this moment, step by step, without thinking about anything other than Long Xiaoyu's physical discomfort.

Hearing Long Xiaoyu's slender and weak words, Mu Ziling struggled even more anxiously: "Then let go, I will press you down like this, you will feel even more uncomfortable! I'll show you again, you—"

Before Mu Ziling could finish speaking, the next second Long Xiaoyu grabbed the back of her head, pressed her down, and pressed her towards his handsome face.

Mu Ziling was stunned.

"...I don't feel comfortable anywhere, and it still hurts..." Long Xiaoyu pressed Mu Ziling's lips, his low and weak voice was completely incomparable to the strength with which he was holding her tightly at this moment.

"Where does it hurt?" Mu Ziling's heart skipped a beat, she put her hands on the bed and wanted to get up to have a look, but Long Xiaoyu held her tighter.

"Long Xiaoyu!" Mu Ziling was anxious.

Long Xiaoyu grabbed Mu Ziling's hand and placed it on his left chest: "It hurts so much..."

Distressed?

Mu Ziling's mind flashed, and then he remembered that Long Xiaoyu's heart hurts occasionally because of Yu's heart.

Now, is his old disease relapsed?

But the old disease relapsed, why did it cause a fever?

Feeling the scorching heat from Long Xiaoyu's body all the time, Mu Ziling's heart was squeezed tightly, and she still couldn't figure it out.

Without daring to think any more, knowing that she was still pressing on Long Xiaoyu, Mu Ziling subconsciously wanted to get up again: "You let me get up, if you press me like this, won't it hurt you more?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, go to sleep."

Mu Ziling blinked his confused eyes, and involuntarily reached out to touch his forehead, obsessed with this question: "But the fever hasn't subsided yet, you should take the antipyretics."

Long Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stretched out his hands to pinch Mu Ziling's pink and tender cheeks, and almost gritted his teeth, muttered: "Silly woman, do you know that the antipyretic medicine this king wants to take is you!"

"What did you say?" He gritted his teeth hard, but his voice was so soft that Mu Ziling couldn't hear anything clearly.

"If the illness is cured like this, then you don't feel sorry for me, don't eat!" Long Xiaoyu flung out his arrogant temper like a poor child.

Unexpectedly, Long Xiaoyu would make such unreasonable troubles, Mu Ziling almost laughed angrily: "Forget it if you don't eat, if your head is burning like a fool, there is no way to make me feel sorry for you, I will just leave you alone."

"Nonsense!" Long Xiaoyu raised his lips slightly, a fond smile flashed across his eyes, and pinched her pretty nose: "By then, my silly Mumu will definitely cry from distress."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Mu Ziling rolled his eyes, turned over and threw him on the back.

Long Xiaoyu didn't tease her anymore, with a wave of his palm, the room was instantly dark.

In the darkness, Long Xiaoyu took Mu Ziling, whose back was facing him, back into his arms.

Mu Ziling looked up at Long Xiaoyu, but couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes were particularly dazzling and charming in the darkness.

these eyes...

Mu Ziling narrowed his eyes slightly, a thought flashed through his mind.

When she was taking a bath before, she seemed to have caught such a flash of light in an instant.

That bright light and the light flashing from Long Xiaoyu's eyes now seem to be looking at her...

As these thoughts drifted away, Mu Ziling gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep...