"If you continue to quarrel, I will deal with you." He Zeyu said fiercely.
Shen Mubai didn't feel it, he groaned, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Because she was really sleepy, she fell asleep within a few minutes.
... ..
When the bell rang in the early morning, Shen Mubai woke up in a daze. She felt her head hurt and she was a little drowsy. The heat source around her made her slip over involuntarily, rubbed it subconsciously, and fell asleep again. up.
"Get up." A deep voice sounded from beside my ear.
Shen Mubai didn't want to get up, she didn't even want to open her eyes, she just felt her whole body was soft.
The blushing on the other party's face made He Zeyu frowned slightly, and he couldn't help stretching out his big hand to touch her forehead.
Then the aura on his body became violent for a moment, and the expression on his face was extremely gloomy.
A sick person will be like a baby unconsciously, just like the current Shen Mubai, after realizing that there is something he can rely on to leave, he mutters dissatisfiedly, and then holds onto it tightly.
On weekdays, the other party's appearance would only make He Zeyu want to fuck her hard, but the current situation makes him have no slutty thoughts in his mind.
"idiot."
After sleeping for too long, Shen Mubai woke up in a daze, and heard He Zeyu's familiar voice, "Take medicine."
She opened her eyes and found that the other party was holding pills and hot water in his hand, she couldn't help but sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Am I sick?"
She touched her hot forehead, no wonder she felt uncomfortable all over.
He Zeyu on the opposite side just frowned and handed over the medicine.
Shen Mubai obediently took the medicine and drank it with hot water.
She looked at the white porridge and pointed to it, "Just give me this?"
He Zeyu clicked his tongue impatiently, "Then what else do you want to eat?"
Shen Mubai said, "I want to eat meat."
He Zeyu sneered, picked up the bowl, scooped up the porridge and stuffed it directly into her mouth.
Shen Mubai, "..."
Sure enough, it is a lie to think that He Zeyu is a little gentle today.
This time the illness was violent, and Shen Mubai's condition did not get much better after sleeping for a long time.
In a daze, a big hand was pressed to her forehead, and then pulled away again.
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Prison infirmary.
When the doctor in the white coat heard footsteps, he knew who it was without looking up.
The other party kicked the table beside him in displeasure, and sneered, "What kind of shit doctor are you, she still hasn't recovered yet."
He raised his head with some headaches, Dr. Li was a little speechless, but the other party was a person that many prisoners in District A feared, and he didn't dare to confront him directly, so he said tactfully, "Either send me for a few injections, or take a few days of medicine , the former is faster, and the latter is slower."
Of course He Zeyu didn't want to send people here, so he stared at the person in front of him unhappily.
Dr. Li couldn't stand it anymore, "If it doesn't work, just make him sweat a little more. I have nothing to do."
He watched the other party leave, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't know what the newcomer looked like, and he fascinated the king of the prison.
sweating
After returning to the room, He Zeyu stared at the person lying on the bed, feeling for the first time that there were still things that fists could not easily solve in prison.
Holding him in his arms, he looked at the face in front of him that was dyed thin red, feeling a little irritable.
The weather in the afternoon was relatively hot, even if they stayed in the last prison, it would inevitably be affected.
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