"You look so ugly when you cry.
You can't even distinguish your tears from your nose.
It's so ugly."
Mo Jieyi said deliberately.
The confused Dongli Wanqing heard it, and immediately stopped crying, held back her tears, and wiped her face and eyes, but she didn't know that her sweet and sweet face became more and more ugly the more she wiped it.
Mo Jieyi took some pieces of paper to her and said, "Here."
Dongli Wanqing didn't take it, "Yi" "Okay, okay, I'll just wipe your tears and nose," Mo Jieyi said gently, breathing heavily.
He didn't want to see Dongli Wanqing cry again.
He probably really scared her today.
The hot breath almost burned Mo Jieyi's big hands.
Mo Jieyi felt very guilty.
He still couldn't say those three words "I'm sorry".
Dongli Wanqing suddenly fell on the bed, frowning, feeling very uncomfortable, as if his head was going to explode.
Mo Jieyi suddenly became very nervous, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
He put his big hand on Dongli Wanqing's forehead, which seemed to be even hotter.
It was already very hot just now.
He touched Dongli Wanqing's hand lightly again, and it was still very cold.
"I'll take you to the hospital," he said, picking up Dongli Wanqing's down jacket.
"I'm not going" Dongli Wanqing said weakly, her voice very soft.
"Then sit up and drink some porridge, while I still want to stay here," Mo Jieyi said while helping Dongli Wanqing sit up, "Do you listen to me?"
Dongli Wanqing weakly lowered her head in Mo Jieyi's arms.
She became limp and seemed not to be very awake.
She subconsciously thought that Mo Jieyi was talking to her and accompanying her.
Mo Jieyi lowered his eyes and looked at the dark flaxen hair, his heart beating very fast.
Very close distance.
"Yi" Mo Jieyi did not push Dongli Wanqing away.
The hand holding Dongli Wanqing held the porridge bowl, and the other hand carefully fed her.
Dongli Wanqing opened her eyes, tried very hard to stay awake, and ate some porridge obediently.
Mo Jieyi saw that there was still a little bit of porridge in the bowl, but Dongli Wanqing couldn't eat it.
"Eat quickly".
"Dongli" "Qing Qing" "Qing" Seeing that there was no movement in the person in his arms, Mo Jieyi put the porridge bowl in his hand on the bedside table, raised Dongli Wanqing's chin with one finger, and saw a slight frown between his eyebrows.
"Qing"
Mo Jieyi sighed deeply, gently laid Dongli Wanqing down, covered her with a quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked quietly at Dongli Wanqing's sleeping face, which was stained with tears.
After a while, Mo Jieyi suddenly picked up his cell phone and took a picture of Dongli Wanqing's sleeping face, which was covered in tears.
Little Sidou jumped on the bed and lay beside Dongli Wanqing's pillow, very quiet.
After much deliberation, Mo Jieyi put Little Sidou on the ground and said in a low voice, "Get out."
Little Sidou didn't understand, so she lay down at Mo Jieyi's feet, feeling sleepy.
Aunt He hurried back and walked directly into the bedroom, "Mr.
Mo, I bought the medicine."
"Well, please help her with that."
Mo Jieyi looked a little unnatural, "It's not convenient for heat dissipation."
Aunt He immediately understood what Mo Jieyi meant.
Seeing that Mo Jieyi had been looking at Dongli Wanqing's sleeping face, she gently opened the quilt and gently took off the clothes Dongli Wanqing was wearing.
After Aunt He tucked the quilt around Dongli Wanqing's legs and feet, she walked out silently and closed the door gently.
Mo Jieyi took out the thermometer and looked around.
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Where is Aunt He?
Is he going to put the thermometer in the Dongli girl’s armpit?
Why doesn’t Aunt He buy an electronic thermometer?
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