Yan Yanqi: ""Is it in love with her, why Bo Qichen is becoming more and more shameless, and she agrees."
She pursed her lips, "Who agrees to fall in love with you, the seventh master is so amorous" Bo Qichen smiled: "I said that you are who you are self-inflicted."
Word 7: "Yes."
Let go of her, Bo Qichen clenched his fist to his lips with one hand and coughed lightly.
Yan Yanqi hurriedly supported him, frowning, and his little face was full of worry.
"Go upstairs, I'll call Dr.
Liang."
In my impression, in the past nearly half a year, Bo Qichen has been sick very rarely, almost none, except for that time when he was in London, he was locked up for a few days, and his body was a little weak, after all, he didn't drink water or eat for a few days, and other than that, there was no more.
As soon as Bo Qichen is sick, it should be very serious.
It's better to call a doctor, after all, it's useless to take medicine in the morning.
"No, you don't."
He shook his head in refusal.
Yan Yanqi was a little helpless, feeling that Bo Qichen was a child now, and he wanted to coax and spoil Nima, and he was arrogant "You go back to your room and lie down obediently, I'll go to the doctor, and then I'll take an intravenous drip and then I'll sleep with you, it's all right."
"Sleep with me" Bo Qichen raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
His tone was a little ambiguous, Yan Yanqi avoided his gaze, and coughed lightly: "Ahem, the kind that is purely dreaming with a quilt." ” Bo Qichen couldn't help but want to tease her: "Otherwise, do you want something to happen?"
Yan Yan 7: "What should I do, she suddenly doesn't want to talk to a certain uncle."
The heir returns to QQ to read the genuine debut, away from piracy and cherish life When he went upstairs with Dr.
Liang, Yan Yanqi pushed open the door of Bo Qichen's room.
The inside was empty, and when I found a cloakroom and a bathroom, there was no figure of Bo Qichen.
"The seventh master is not here," Dr.
Liang asked in surprise as he followed behind Yan Yanqi.
Yan Yanqi seemed to remember something, put one hand on his forehead, and said, "It should be next door." ” Dr.
Leung: "" When he followed Yan Yanqi into the next door, sure enough, on the big bed, a certain master was covered with Yan Yanqi's quilt, his eyes were closed, and he looked as if he was asleep.
The corners of Yan Yanqi's mouth twitched, Bo Qiye, you are embarrassed It's so above board "The seventh master seems to have a cold, and he took antipyretic medicine in the morning, but now he still seems to be having a fever."
Yan Yanqi moved out of the way and let Dr.
Liang in, and then said.
"Okay."
Dr.
Liang went over, checked it later, and then gave Bo Qichen a drip needle.
Seeing Dr.
Liang away, Yan Yanqi closed the door, then glanced at Bo Qichen on the bed, and finally she took her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
It's sweat all over your body When he came out again, Yan Yanqi glanced at the time, and it seemed to be evening.
She took out her mobile phone and made a call to Zuo Xiaoli, "The seventh master has a fever and just got a drip, I'm here to rest with him, so I don't have to prepare our dinner." ” Yawning, Yan Yanqi glanced at the other side of the big bed, and lay down decisively, she was wearing the familiar light gray loungewear.
Yan Yanqi leaned to the side, and didn't plan to fall asleep, just lay down for a while, and waited for the potion to drip so that she could pull out the needle.
She was also afraid of bumping into Bo Qichen, so she lay on the side
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