delicious wife

"I'm going to get busy first." Helianze got up, left without saying a word.

Looking at his back, Lin Xiaoxi took a deep breath and dispelled the thoughts in her heart without a trace.

How could the dignified president, He Lianze, fall in love with her, a little cook?
On the other hand, Bai Xiaolin stayed at home, and her life alone made her miss Qiao Muye even more.

Lying on the sofa, looking at the empty house, she felt even more exhausted.

Ding dong!When the mobile phone's WeChat rang, Bai Xiaolin felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He got up and went to the bedroom, and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Sure enough, it was the WeChat from Qiao Muye, but the content on the WeChat didn't concern her.

Instead, he asked about Mr. He's physical condition. It had been two days, and Bai Xiaolin never told Qiao Muye that Mr. He had moved back home.

Throwing himself exhausted on the big bed, he looked at the mobile phone aside from time to time.

Ding dong!The wechat rang again, Bai Xiaolin looked at it, and couldn't help frowning again.

"Xiao Lin, is Mr. He in good health?"

Looking at the wechat message of caring about Mr. He again on the screen, Bai Xiaolin was so upset that he quickly got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Turn on the faucet and pour cold water on his body. Half an hour later, Bai Xiaolin came out of the bathroom trembling.

Put on pajamas and got under the covers.

But no matter how warm she is, her body is always cold.

It's over, you won't hang up this time, right?Bai Xiaolin thought, his heart filled with fear.

He picked up the phone beside him and pressed the voice button: "Dr. Qiao, grandpa went back today. You should ask Xiao Xi about the specific situation."

Bai Xiaolin deliberately pretended to be very uncomfortable, coughing from time to time.

Hearing Bai Xiaolin's voice, Qiao Muye quickly called her.

Looking at the caller ID, Bai Xiaolin was extremely excited, calmed down, and slid his slender fingers across the screen to connect the call.

"Hello, Doctor Qiao." Bai Xiaolin's voice was hoarse, expressing the discomfort to the fullest.

On the other side of the phone, Qiao Muye frowned tightly listening to Bai Xiaolin's voice.

"Xiao Lin, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing, I just have a fever...cough cough..." Bai Xiaolin didn't forget to cough a few times while talking.

"What about Xiao Xi? Is she by your side?" Qiao Muye was full of worry, maybe he didn't even realize that he cared about Bai Xiaolin so much.

"She's gone to take care of grandpa, I'm fine..."

Hearing Bai Xiaolin's voice, Qiao Muye glanced at the clinic which was not busy at the moment.

"Wait for me, I'll take care of you." Qiao Muye said quickly, hesitantly.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Xiaolin was extremely excited, but she felt like she really had a cold.

Half an hour later, Qiao Muye came to Bai Xiaolin's residence with the box, reached out and knocked on the door, his forehead was already densely covered with fine sweat.

Bai Xiaolin propped himself up and came to the door, opened the door, and when he saw the panting Qiao Muye, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

"You're here, Doctor Qiao." Bai Xiaolin said with all his strength, and in the next second, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

"Xiao Lin." Qiao Muye quickly helped her up, and the moment his fingers touched her body, his heart couldn't help but lift up.

Why is it so hot?Before he had time to think about it, Qiao Muye hugged her on the bed and hurriedly took medicine for her fever.

An hour later, Qiao Muye looked at the sleeping person on the big bed with a tired face, reached out and touched her forehead, a smile appeared on his handsome face.

Fortunately, the fever slowly subsided.

Qiao Muye looked at Bai Xiaolin's bedroom, stood up and picked up the comics on her desk.

This is not... Qiao Muye looked at Bai Xiaolin on the big bed in surprise, and found that the male protagonist in her comics was actually based on himself.

Looking at the manga in his hand, Qiao Muye's thin lips lifted slightly in relief.

Bai Xiaolin slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and when she saw Qiao Muye on the bed, she closed her eyes nervously.

Is this a dream?Bai Xiaolin slowly opened her beautiful eyes again, and when she confirmed that the man sitting next to her was Qiao Muye, her mood suddenly became joyful.

But she seemed to have a fever, and Bai Xiaolin had a bad feeling in her heart. Could it be that Qiao Muye's medical skills are so good?The fever subsided by itself in just two hours?

Thinking about it, Bai Xiaolin took a deep breath, coughed lightly and opened his eyes.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Muye quickly put down the manga in his hand: "Are you awake? Do you feel better?" Qiao Muye said hurriedly, reaching out to cover her forehead.

"Fortunately, the fever subsided."

Hearing Qiao Muye's words, Bai Xiaolin's heart was full of thousands of horses galloping, and it would be all right so soon.

"Thank you, Doctor Qiao." Bai Xiaolin said softly, her beautiful eyes seemed to drip water.

I'm afraid Lin Xiaoxi will laugh at her again if she is present.

"It's okay, you have a high fever of 40 degrees, you must pay attention to your body next time." Qiao Muye said and got up to pour hot water.

He helped Bai Xiaolin sit up, and put the medicine and warm water in her hands.

After drinking the medicine, Bai Xiaolin felt much more comfortable, but she was worried that Qiao Muye would leave immediately, so she looked at him and said with a embarrassed face.

"Dr. Qiao, I want to eat the soup dumpling downstairs, can you go and buy it for me?"

Doctor Qiao gently tucked the quilt up for her, nodded: "You wait for me here, I'll be back later.

Watching him leave, Bai Xiaolin got up quickly, rushed into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, and immediately the cold water flooded his body again.

She held on, and after 5 minutes, she quickly put the wet clothes into the washing machine, changed into another set of pajamas, and lay down again under the covers.

His hair was a little wet, so Bai Xiaolin quickly picked up the hair dryer and turned on the cold wind. Feeling the cool wind blowing through his hair, all the hairs on Bai Xiaolin's body stood up.

Ten minutes later, Qiao Muye came back with the steamed buns he had bought, and when he saw Bai Xiaoji who looked embarrassed on the big bed, he quickly put down his things.

"Xiao Lin, you have a high fever again." Qiao Muye stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, and found that her fever was worse than before.

Qiao Muye nervously dispensed the medicine for her. He didn't bring enough medicine, so he rushed to the clinic to get it again. After tossing and tossing until midnight, Bai Xiaolin's high fever subsided.

Looking at her drowsy face, Qiao Muye suddenly realized that she was pure like a child, sitting by her bed, guarding her all night, for fear that she would develop a high fever again and cause pneumonia.

The next morning, as soon as Bai Xiaolian opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Muye lying on his stomach beside the bed, and felt extremely distressed.

Reaching out to cover his cheek, the movement is very light.

Qiao Muye slowly opened his eyes, and Bai Xiaolin quickly lay down, pretending to sleep.

Qiao Muye prepared Bai Xiaolin's medicine, looked at Bai Xiaolin who was still asleep, and his thin lips curled up.

Came to the kitchen and simply made breakfast.

Hearing the sound from the kitchen, Bai Xiaolin slowly opened his eyes and stretched lazily, feeling much more comfortable in his heart.

If only time could stay at this moment, Bai Xiaolin thought about throwing off the quilt, getting out of bed and going to the kitchen.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Muye turned around and found Bai Xiaolin standing behind him, and quickly put down the things in his hand and came in front of her.

"Xiao Lin, your body is not suitable for getting out of bed right now. You lie on the bed first, and I'll make breakfast for you." Qiao Mu said maliciously and impatiently, took her hand and came to the bedroom.

Looking at the man in front of him who had changed from usual, Bai Xiaolin was very surprised, but at the same time she felt very sweet.

After the breakfast was ready, Qiao Muye hurriedly brought it over, put the breakfast beside her bed, and gently helped her sit up.

"Xiao Lin, I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made some."

Looking at the extremely gentle man in front of him, Bai Xiaolin felt extremely sweet in his heart, everything she gave was worth it.

"Thank you, Dr. Joe."

The two looked at each other, and Dr. Qiao's heart was suddenly touched. This was something he had experienced from outside. He quickly put away his emotions and looked at the breakfast in front of him.

"Eat it quickly, it will be cold in a while." Dr. Qiao brought the milk to her hand, looking at her with narrow eyes.

Seeing his gaze, Bai Xiaolin lowered his head slowly.

"Doctor Qiao, did you stay up all night?" Bai Xiaolin said softly, his tone full of worry.

"It's okay, I'm in good health, you have a high fever repeatedly, so I stayed by your side." Qiao Muye spoke slowly, his handsome face throbbing.

Bai Xiaolin sipped the milk, his beautiful eyes filled with joy.

Throughout the day, Qiao Muye was afraid of Bai Xiaolin's high fever, so he stayed by her side all the time.

And Bai Xiaolin was very happy with Qiao Muye by his side.

"Doctor Qiao, do you have any requirements for your girlfriend?" Bai Xiaolin leaned against the bed and asked suddenly, looking into his eyes with anticipation.

Qiao Muye paused for a moment with his hand peeling the apple, looked at the expectant eyes in front of him, and quickly closed his eyes.

"There is no request."

Qiao Muye said softly, even he himself was so nervous that he didn't know what to say.

Bai Xiaolin nodded slowly, took a bite of the apple that Qiao Muye handed over.

"What do you want for lunch?"

Qiao Muye said the time when he looked at the wall.

Before he knew it, it was already noon, Bai Xiaolin glanced at the time, feeling a bit disappointed.

"It will be all right."

In order to supplement Bai Xiaolin's body with more nutrition, Qiao Muye went to the vegetable market to buy an old hen, but he couldn't make soup, so he asked Lin Xiaoxi for advice.

Hearing that Bai Xiaolin had a fever, Lin Xiaoxi was so anxious that she wanted to rush back, but Bai Xiaolin stopped her just in time.

Realizing her intentions, Lin Xiaoxi returned to her original position when she raised her throat.

Qiao Muye cooked the chicken soup according to Lin Xiaoxi's instructions, and brought it to Bai Xiaolin full of excitement.

"Xiao Lin, this is my first time cooking, so don't mind if it doesn't taste good!" Qiao Muye said, scratching the back of his head helplessly.

Seeing that Qiao Muye seemed to be a different person at this time, Bai Xiaolin suppressed his emotions.

Taking a sip of the chicken soup in his hand, he looked at Qiao Muye who was full of expectations.