Gong Sheng didn't open his eyes, but said in an unquestionable tone: "Everyone go out. Without my order, no one is allowed to move around."
Bailang: ""
It's all for this, Gong Sheng, you still protect the little goblin
He couldn't help sighing: "A loving father is a lot of losers, oh no, it should be said that he is used to women and has problems all over his body."
Everyone retreated as ordered, when only Gong Sheng was left in the room.
Gong Sheng then slowly opened his eyes.
Next to the bed, Yun Qiao's bag was left behind.
Gong Sheng carefully avoided the cat hair on the bag, and pinched the hairless side close to the nose, gently sniffing her remaining breath.
He finally spoke hoarsely: "Stupid woman without conscience"
He is like this, she is still wandering outside
In the early hours of the morning, Gong Sheng fell asleep again in a daze.
He was very thirsty.
Although I took antipyretics, for some reason, I still wanted to drink water and my mouth was dry.
Although he could ring the bell to call the servants to come in for service, he kept everyone up all night, and he couldn't bear to wake up the servants who finally fell asleep.
He endured it, but he became more and more thirsty.
He was so thirsty that he tossed and turned on the bed, half asleep, not at all restful.
until
Suddenly a drop of cool and sweet taste came from his lips, he stopped and tasted the taste with his eyes closed.
Sweet and fruity fragrance, seems to have a little bit of medicinal taste, but not bitter.
It was much better than the Chinese medicine soup that Bailang gave him.
He couldn't help opening his lips slightly, wanting more.
So, spoonful after spoonful of sweet soup entered his throat.
I don't know who is sitting beside the bed, so patiently, feed him sweet soup.
I am afraid that only Zhang Bo is so loyal and meticulous.
Gong Sheng thought so, and came to this conclusion in his sleep in a daze.
After feeding the decoction, he felt a coolness on his forehead again.
The dizziness and brain swelling caused by the high fever are much more comfortable, and it is even more effective than antipyretics.
strangeness.
Since when did Zhang Bo have so many little secret tricks, which are better than Bailang's medical skills
Gong Sheng was puzzled for a moment, his body gradually became more comfortable, and he fell asleep involuntarily.
He slept very soundly and deeply.
It wasn't until nearly noon that I finally woke up.
As soon as I opened my eyes, the cool feeling on my forehead was still there.
He took off the thing on his forehead, only to find that it was a delicate homemade medicine bag.
The material is a bit strange, silk, irregular in shape, and the stitches are crooked. It contains some boiled medicinal materials and a little bit of crushed ice, and the cooling effect is surprisingly good.
He touched the cup on the bedside table with his hand, licked his lips, and took a sip from the cup.
Well.
The sweet soup in it tastes like apples, and it smells like some kind of medicine. It was just what he drank in his sleep last night.
it doesn't look like a dream
It is true that someone is taking care of him.
He put the medicine bag on the table and got out of bed.
His strength seemed to have fully recovered, and he walked away with his long legs, walking quite steadily.
When the door was opened, Zhang Bo was guarding the bedroom door.
Gong Sheng nodded at him and praised: "Your medicine last night was good."
Uncle Zhang looked confused: "My lord president, the medicine you mentioned was prescribed by Bailang."
Gong Sheng frowned: "He took care of me all night last night"
Zhang Bo shook his head: "No, Bailang left at two o'clock in the morning, as soon as you woke up, he obediently left."
Gong Sheng's brows became tighter: "Who gave me the sweet soup and the cooling medicine pack?"
Zhang Bo suddenly realized: "This"
Lord Yun: Good night, kiss sweet pet mode, the princess is domineering and pampers my husband. By the way, let me ask you, fairies, guess what kind of fabric is the cooling medicine bag on Gong Sheng’s forehead, hehe