The black Mercedes-Benz drove slowly towards Lanting Apartment. In the back seat, Ning Xiaofei held Mu Tianye's arm with one hand and complained softly.
"I told you to drink less, but you just didn't listen..." She gently stroked his stomach with her palms, her eyebrows furrowed, and her voice was displeased with distress, "I haven't even eaten a few mouthfuls of food. My stomach will feel better." Do you still have to drink Maotai with others..."
The driver frowned when he heard this, and then he quietly raised his face, glanced at Mu Tianye, and was prepared for the man to lose his temper.
However…
Mu Tianye just raised his lips slightly.
"You're still smiling!" Ning Xiaofei took back the palm that was stroking him, "I think you're not uncomfortable, so I won't care about you!"
Mu Tianye didn't make a sound, he just raised his right hand and put it against his stomach.
Speaking of which, he really wasn't faking it. Instead of feeling dizzy, he really felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
In the early years of hard work, I didn't have time to eat, and my stomach was already ruined.
After eating a sour hawthorn, I already felt a little uncomfortable. In addition, I drank so much wine without eating food, and my stomach was already aching.
Noticing his movements from the corner of her eye, Ning Xiaofei turned her face again with concern.
"Do you want... to go to the hospital?"
Mu Tianye turned his face sideways and met her concerned black eyes. He stretched out his big hand and hugged her. He turned his head and buried his face into the crook of her neck. He sniffed the sweet peach-like smell on her body and closed his eyes slightly.
"No, there is medicine at home."
His illness was an old one, and going to the hospital was of no avail. He tried many things, but in the end the doctor just gave him the same old talk, including nonsense about quitting smoking and drinking, and taking good care of himself.
Ning Xiaofei frowned and stretched out her little hand to cover his stomach again.
In fact, her massage was completely meaningless, and it made him a little uncomfortable, but the man did not push her hand away - she was kind and he didn't want to refuse.
The car drove into the apartment complex, and the driver got out of the car and opened the door. Ning Xiaofei jumped out of the car and ran to the other end to hold Mu Tianye's arm. Seeing her nervous look, the man couldn't help but raise his lips.
"I'm fine."
"My face turned pale, but I still said it was okay."
Ning Xiaofei held his arm tightly, but she was shorter than him, so she had to lift his arm and put it on her shoulder to help him share the weight.
This way of walking was a bit awkward for Mu Tianye - her shoulders were too slender and the bones hurt his flesh, but the man did not push her away and just let her toss her along the way.
Back upstairs, she helped him upstairs and lay down on the pillow. Ning Xiaofei immediately turned around and ran downstairs. She found stomach medicine from the commonly used medicine and ran up. Seeing that Mu Tianye had stood on the ground and took off his clothes, she immediately rushed over. Hold his arm.
"Who told you to come down? Lie down quickly!"
As he said that, he pulled him back to the bedside without any explanation, hurriedly brought him a glass of warm water, read the instructions, poured out a pill and put it to his mouth.
"Open your mouth!"
The man leaned on the pillow, squinting his dark eyes and staring at the anxious little face in front of him, wanting to laugh inexplicably.
"You're still laughing, you're so drunk!"
"I'm not drunk."
"Yes, you are not drunk, I am!"
The man wanted to speak, so she stretched out her hand and stuffed the medicine directly into his mouth, and then brought the cup to his mouth.
Watching Mu Tianye swallow the pills, she put down the cup, stood up, pulled the quilt over for him, and covered him tightly.
Mu Tianye was speechless - he had a stomachache, not a fever. Wouldn't he be overheated to death if he was covered like this