you are a star

Qiao Nan stared at him with wide eyes.

Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and Liang Feicheng, who gives people a sense of solemnity and coldness, was also brought down by Li Dongbai.

Her cheeks became hotter, and she was taken aback, "What are you talking about?"

Liang Feicheng smiled lowly, "I'm not a gentleman, since you don't sleep and the fever hasn't subsided completely, I might give it a try."

"Liang Feicheng, have you ever heard of dying after trying it?"

"Huh?" Liang Feicheng heard this as "try it and try it", but he quickly realized that Qiao Nan probably didn't mean it that way.

So he raised his hand and stroked the top of her hair, "Be good, sleep well?"

That joke was of course to scare her. No matter how much he wanted her, he would never do anything when she was sick.

There was a numb feeling on the scalp, and Qiao Nan looked away unnaturally, and said, "I'm not sleepy."

"Just now you said you were going to sleep, huh?" Liang Feicheng's eyes flashed a narrow smile.

Qiao Nan's ears were warmed up by what he said.

But she really didn't feel sleepy, she slept a lot today, and now she just feels heavy in her head, and her forehead and temples are swollen and painful.

So, when she asked Liang Feicheng to read two poems to her, Liang Feicheng picked up the book of Tagore from the bedside table again.

His movements of turning the pages of the book were also very elegant and beautiful. The warm wall lamp was like the sunshine in the winter afternoon that year. He was sitting in the glass greenhouse of the Liang mansion reading a book.

Gradually falling asleep, she closed her eyes in his arms, and before falling into a dream, she heard him recite the sentence in the poem——

"You live quietly in my heart, like the full moon in the night."

After she fell asleep, Liang Feicheng gently kissed her forehead, lifted her head up and placed it on the pillow.

When he went out, Rong Chi was still in the office.

"It's so late, let's go back." Liang Feicheng walked up to him and sat down. He also had a pregnant wife at home.

Rong Chi rubbed the center of his brows, "Be careful about Qiao Nan's situation, besides, Jinghong has already fallen asleep, I will disturb her to rest now when I go back, and she will be in the hospital for a night.

And if she knew that Qiao Nan was hospitalized, she wouldn't be at ease, and she might drive me back. "

Liang Feicheng took the cigarette case and lighter from his desk, lit one for himself, and then threw the case to him, "Just smoke one."

Ever since Du Jinghong became pregnant, Rong Chi had almost never smoked at home or anywhere else, so as not to let his body smell of tobacco.

At the moment, the dead of night is the best match for nicotine.

The two men smoked silently, and Liang Feicheng exhaled the smoke. After a while, Rong Chi asked him, "Why don't you look so good recently? Didn't you rest?"

Liang Feicheng flicked the cigarette ash, "It's a little hard to sleep."

"Are you feeling unwell? The drip I gave you last time should have some effect." Rong Chi frowned.

"No, there is nothing abnormal about her body. Recently, Qiao Nan is restraining the attraction of drugs to her, and I am also trying."

Rong Chi was taken aback, "Is the effect not good?"

Liang Feicheng shook his head.

At first, Qiao Nan wanted to try it, but the first time he took out the medicine, she almost let her know the clues, so in order not to let her find out, he tried it in the study by himself after she fell asleep.

Everyone's situation is different. After Qiaonan tried it, she would be very tired and fall asleep naturally, but his situation was just the opposite.

His spirits will be high.

Liang Feicheng's next sentence made Rong Chi feel faintly worried while being shocked.

"My cravings for illicit drugs were worse than I ever imagined."

The reason why it is called a prohibited drug is that its addiction cannot be artificially resisted, so no one is allowed to touch it, and if it is a little careless, it will be lost.

If it weren't for the support of the bottom line, if it weren't for what Qiao Nan said to him in the glass greenhouse yesterday——

I believe you will not do illegal things, because you are Liang Feicheng.

He might not be able to hold on anymore.

……

Liang Feicheng was holding the phone while sleeping, and when the phone vibrated, he opened his eyes and glanced at the message that popped up, it was from Rong Chi.

[I came in to draw blood. 】

Liang Feicheng looked down at Qiao Nan who was still in his arms, and replied with one hand: 【Come in. 】

Although it was in the hospital of Rong's family, Liang Feicheng was extra careful. Everyone who came into contact with Qiao Nan was strictly checked. Since Rong Chi was in the hospital, he was asked to draw blood.

Although Rong Chi took the blood drawing lightly, Qiao Nan woke up the moment the needle pierced his skin.

She hissed, and before she could fully open her eyes, she felt a big warm hand covering her eyes.

"Don't look if you're afraid."

Qiao Nan: "..."

"I'm not afraid." Her voice was hoarse, and she grabbed Liang Feicheng's hand.

Anyone who wakes up with a needle while asleep will behave like her, even more exaggerated.

Rong Chi took a meaningful look at Liang Feicheng's backhand interlocking fingers with Qiao Nan, and raised his eyelids to look at him. The latter looked calm, without any shyness.

Sensing Rong Chi's thought-provoking gaze, Qiao Nan wanted to retract his hand, but Liang Feicheng's fingers seemed to be glued to hers, and they couldn't be separated at all.

She turned her head to stare at him, saw that he suddenly frowned, and asked Rong Chi, "How many tubes do you want?"

"Three tubes." Rong Chi answered him.

Liang Feicheng's complexion was not good, and the amount of blood in each tube seemed to be a lot.

He lowered his head and touched Qiao Nan's forehead. He still felt a little hot. He woke up at five o'clock and took her temperature, which was 38 degrees.

After breakfast, the nurse came in to infuse Qiao Nan, which was arranged by Rong Chi himself, the same nurse last night.

Qiao Nan was leaning against the head of the bed, while Liang Feicheng was sitting on the sofa looking at the stock market analysis chart with a tablet.

The look of him drooping his eyes and pursing his thin lips is extraordinarily attractive. The nurse who came in for the infusion just now looked at him a few more times.

Qiao Nan saw it all.

She looked at his unhappy face, thinking that he probably didn't sleep much last night.

Because she felt in a daze that someone touched her forehead and wiped her elbows and hands with alcohol.

"I want to sleep." She suddenly said to Liang Feicheng.

Liang Feicheng immediately put down the tablet, walked over, and sat on the side of the bed, "Sleep if you want, I'm here."

Qiao Nan's cheeks were a little hot, and she suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe. The hands under the quilt clenched and loosened, and then clenched tightly again, over and over again.

She looked away and looked out the window, as if asking him casually: "Aren't you with me? I can't sleep well alone in the hospital."