Qi Yan's eyes lit up!
The state of the whole person is different.
But when he saw Tan Bengbeng's distressed eyes, he immediately languished again and leaned into her arms.
"Bengbeng, I feel bad..."
"What's wrong with you? Is it heatstroke? You wait for me under the tree for a while, and I'll get you an ice pack and medicine!" Tan Bengbeng said anxiously.
Just as he was about to let go, Qi Yan grabbed her tightly.
"I don't want anything, you don't want to leave me anymore, I'm afraid." His bewitching two-color pupils blinked, his expression extremely insecure.
Seeing his face turn red and then pale, Tan Bengbeng felt very distressed.
Quickly helped him up.
"I'm not going anywhere, I'll help you in first, there is a fan in the room, your body temperature is very high, and your clothes are wet, you have to change quickly." Tan Bengbeng said, putting his arms on his shoulders .
As soon as Qi Yan hugged her, not to mention heatstroke, even poisoning could survive right now.
But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mo Yongheng standing under the eaves with a dark face, and he immediately withered again, hanging on Tan Bengbeng's body dying, as if he would die in a second!
The light in his eyes also dimmed, and he said in a hazy way.
"I'd better not go in, your brother will be angry, you finally got to know each other, you can't destroy your brother-sister relationship because of me..."
That tone is called a considerate and sincere one.
It made Tan Bengbeng feel guilty again.
It's not like she didn't feel that Qi Yan was trying hard to please her brother.
Originally, she also felt that his attitude towards her brother was too bad before, and it would be better to let her brother vent his anger.
But seeing Qi Yan like this now, her heart throbbed again and again.
"Stop talking, I'll take you to change clothes."
Tan Bengbeng helped him into the room, and when passing by the eaves, Mo Yongheng's thin lips twitched, and he took a last look at Qi Yan's sweaty face, but he still didn't say anything.
Mo Yongheng was shocked.
Shocked that Qi Yan would stay, he really went to the corner to face the wall.
Shocked by the sun outside, it was completely different from when Qi Yan made him face the wall as a prank, but Qi Yan persisted for so long.
You know, if heat stroke is not treated in time, the problem can be big or small, and it may even kill him!
Qi Yan is the king of medicine, how could he not feel the symptoms of heatstroke
He actually gritted his teeth and endured it like this. If Beng Beng hadn't found out, how long would he be going to endure it
Mo Yongheng didn't dare to think about the answer, because he always felt that Qi Yan was a lunatic, and maybe he really wasn't afraid of death.
He turned his head, looked at Qi Yan who was lying on the sofa in the living room near Tan Bengbeng, and frowned.
Just as he was about to say something, Tan Bengbeng turned to ask him.
"Brother, do you have a medicine box or ice pack at home?"
"No one has lived here for many years, how could there be these things." Mo Yongheng said indifferently, after thinking about it, he opened his lips again.
"There should be old clothes in the closet. You can let him change them first, but they are all dead people's clothes, if the King of Medicine doesn't mind."
"..."
Tan Bengbeng was also taken aback, looking down at Qi Yan.
Ask him what he means.
She and her brother came back to worship their ancestors today, so they didn't prepare much.
The weather is hot, and everyone is wearing a single piece. Unlike winter, he can lend him a coat.
Now if you want to change clothes for him, you can only use the old clothes from the ancestral house, but let alone whether those clothes are dead people's clothes, just sitting there for so many years without wearing or washing them is enough to make people feel uncomfortable.