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Liang Feicheng had already injected all the remaining antidote into his body yesterday, and when he got through that, Rong Chi hung up two bottles of intravenous drip for him, so that he wouldn't faint because of his body.

And when Qiao Nan's addiction broke out last night, she couldn't hold back her body, which was already close to the limit, and passed out from the pain.

When I woke up the next day, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

Liang Feicheng came in with a plate, with a bowl of porridge on it and a few side dishes.

Putting the dinner plate on the bedside table, Liang Feicheng fished her out of the bed. Now Qiao Nan had almost no strength in his body. Whenever he moved, he felt dizzy for a while, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

He could only let Liang Feicheng hold her with his back to his arms.

The man's chest was very warm, because it didn't feel hard through a layer of soft cashmere sweater, but he could feel his steady and powerful heartbeat.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the house was as warm as spring. Qiao Nan was wearing clothes of the same color as Liang Feicheng, leaning against his arms, masculinity and weakness mixed together, the picture was so beautiful that Fan Qi and Xiao Jiu, who were standing outside the door, were waiting. All moved by it.

Thinking of what San Shao did for Qiao Nan, Fan Qi felt distressed, but San Shao refused to let him speak, and they didn't dare to say anything more in front of Qiao Nan.

He winked at Xiaojiu, and the two went to the terrace, lit a cigarette each, and looked downstairs, Li Dongbai and Rong Chi were also standing there smoking.

The two are also in a state of silence.

Liang Feicheng first picked up the glass water glass on the dinner plate, tested the temperature, it was just right, and handed it to Qiao Nan's mouth, "Drink some water to moisten your throat first."

Qiao Nan had slept for too long, and her throat was indeed very dry. She sipped her glass and drank most of it, but Liang Feicheng refused to let her drink any more.

"Eat something, I made it myself, huh?" Liang Feicheng asked her in a low voice, tucking the hair on her cheek behind her ear.

Qiao Nan's half-closed eyes trembled, and she was surprised. According to her previous knowledge, Liang Feicheng didn't know how to cook, he didn't know how to cook at all.

But she looked at the few dishes on the dinner plate, they looked decent, and they were not vague at all.

Seeing that she didn't say anything to refuse, Liang Feicheng picked up the bowl.

The porridge was freshly cooked, and it was still a little hot. He took a spoon and scraped a layer on the surface of the porridge, then took it to his lips to test the temperature before handing it to Qiao Nan.

Then I added some side dishes.

He watched Qiao Nan open his mouth obediently in his arms, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

It may be difficult to find a feeling of satisfaction comparable to that.

Qiao Nan opened his mouth and took a sip. The porridge was boiled just right, with moderate softness, and the side dishes were also very refreshing and delicious.

The degree of God's preference for certain groups of people is so envious that people can't even be jealous. Liang Feicheng is already good enough to be unmatched, but he didn't expect his cooking skills to be so good.

She probably didn't know that Liang Feicheng had already used up a pot and two catties of rice to make this delicious meal.

But even Li Dongbai couldn't help but praise him when he saw that he had mastered the ultimate meaning of cooking so quickly: "You are really born to serve Qiao Nan's life."

In fact, Nanyuan has a cook, so there is no need for him to do it himself.

But Liang Feicheng felt that time was running out.

Because, the antidote works.

After lunch, according to the experience of the previous two times, when the addiction peaked, although the desire for drugs was still there, the expected pain disappeared. As long as the willpower is strong enough, the desire for drugs will disappear after a long time. Can quit.

And he didn't have any other symptoms of discomfort. Rong Chi checked him, and there was no problem.

This shows that the antidote is effective.

So it can be used on Qiao Nan.

Once she is relieved and the pain disappears, she will leave Nanyuan.

This is the consensus reached between him and Qiao Nan, and he has known it from the beginning.

"Have you eaten tea?" Qiao Nan asked hoarsely.

The corners of Liang Feicheng's lips were straightened, he sank slightly, and said displeasedly, "You only have eyes for that dog."

In fact, Liang Feicheng was usually indifferent to his emotions and anger, and rarely showed his emotions, so when he clearly expressed his dissatisfaction, Qiao Nan froze for a moment.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and the man was looking at her with deep and gloomy eyes, which somehow made people feel that he was wronged.

Her heart seemed to be swept by something, it was sore and numb, she hurriedly looked away, looked out the window casually, and cleared her throat.

"Third Young Master doesn't think he is worth less than a dog."

"I'm no better than a dog."

Look, this sounds really aggrieved.

Qiao Nan didn't know what to say for a while, and his reaction was slow, and it was difficult to adapt to the current way of getting along, because she really hadn't spoken properly in front of him for a long time.

The girl who appeared in front of him in a different way, looking for a topic, had died that year.

But when she saw the dishes on the dinner plate, she said without changing her face: "You can cook, better than Chacha."

Liang Feicheng raised his eyebrows, subconsciously stretched out his hand and pinched her face, leaned over her left ear and said, "Nannan, are you really comparing third brother with a dog?"

As soon as the words fell, he and Qiao Nan in his arms were both stunned for a moment.

The air in the room froze in an instant.

Liang Feicheng saw the dim light in her eyes instantly, his heart was suffocated, and he slowly clenched his fingers.

Soon, he calmed down, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, handed it to her mouth, and said softly, "Let's eat."

Neither of them spoke after that.

……

Half an hour after Qiao Nan finished eating, Liang Feicheng took the coat and put it on for her, checked her up and down to make sure the package was tight, and then called Rong Chi in.

Li Dongbai also came in.

Rong Chi put the medicine box on the table, checked it for Qiao Nan first, and then said without blushing, "The third child said that you want to try the antidote. You just arrived today. Have you thought about it? Really?" Wanna give it a try?"

Li Dongbai couldn't help but clap his hands for him. He didn't study medicine, he just graduated from film school.

Although, he didn't dare to show his feet in front of Qiao Nan, and he also pretended that nothing happened.

Seeing Rong Chi come over with the syringe, Qiao Nan pursed his lips, clenched the hand on his lap unconsciously, and then was covered by a warm palm, and Liang Feicheng slowly wrapped her hand.

"Don't be afraid."

At that time, Qiao Nan didn't realize at all why Liang Feicheng, who didn't agree with her taking a gamble before, suddenly changed his mind. He not only agreed to let her try it, but also comforted her emotions.

When she looked towards his wrist, because of the movement of his hand reaching out to hold the back of her hand, his sleeve was pulled up, exposing a section of bruised and purple wrist covered with blood scabs.

What did Liang Feicheng do?
Was it really accidentally scratched by equipment during exercise?