Because I just asked for a glass of water at the pharmacy and drank the anti-alcoholic medicine, An Hao managed to regain some energy now. She walked to the door of his house, looked at the door in front of her, and listened to the movement inside. Consider whether to go in or not.

Do you really have a fever?What if he just pretended to be sick to trick her into coming here?

Even if you really have a fever, if you don't call a doctor at [-] degrees, is it because you have taken too many brain-dead tablets?

After hesitating for a long time, before he knocked on the door, the door in front of him suddenly heard the sound of someone opening it from inside. An Hao was taken aback for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Rong Qian leaning against the door weakly. When he saw her coming , he raised his hand to signal her to go in, and at the same time turned around and leaned against the wall again, with an unsteady posture at all.

It's past midnight now, it's impossible for the security outside to suddenly call the owner to say that someone is coming, so Rong Qian has been waiting for her?

There was only a dim light coming from inside, An Hao walked forward, and saw only one floor lamp was lit in the living room, An Hao could also see that Rong Qian's complexion was not good under the dim light, and his panting sound was heavier than usual Some, more like leaning against the wall without any strength, grinning, obviously suffering, but smiling as if in a good mood: "I knew you would come..."

His voice is still hoarse, and he doesn't forget his vibes even after he became ill.

An Hao rolled his eyes at him: "Do you really have a fever?"

Rong Qian leaned against the wall and raised his eyebrows: "You think I'll pretend to be sick in the middle of the night?"

An Hao glanced at him again, walked into the door with a face of defense, and after looking around, Rong Qian suddenly said: "I don't have jackals, tigers and leopards here, do you look like you have entered a tiger's den?"

The corner of Anhao's mouth twitched, and she turned her head and gave him a white look: "Aren't you just a jackal? Who do you think I'm guarding against?"

Rong Qian laughed immediately, but his face was haggard, he raised his hands and pulled his hair, and said with a weak smile: "Yes, but a jackal, tiger and leopard with a high fever of forty degrees can't do anything to you. "

"If I hadn't heard you burn like this, I wouldn't have come." An Hao muttered something and walked over. As soon as she approached, she felt the scorching aura emanating from Rong Qian's body that can only be found with a high fever. He frowned: "The fever is so severe? Why didn't you call a doctor? Where is the light switch?"

Rong Qian raised his finger and pointed to the wall on the other side of the door, then turned around weakly and staggered to the sofa, and fell headfirst on the sofa. Seeing that he fell directly on the sofa, Anhao was speechless He turned around and went to turn on the chandelier in the guest lamp first, squinted his eyes to adapt to the light for a while, and went directly with the medicine in his hand: "Then, I bought you antipyretic medicine."

"Hmm..." Rong Qian buried his head in the sofa and reluctantly responded, but he didn't move.

An Hao's face was displeased, she reached out and touched his shoulder, and then put her hand on his ear, don't blame her for not touching his forehead, who made him bury his face in the pillow, she always Can't pick him out of the couch.

It was really hot!

"Why, you said you had a fever, and you called me for no reason. Fortunately, you were lucky enough to catch me outside tonight, otherwise you thought I would come to your house in the middle of the night to buy medicine for you?" An Hao Looking at his motionless expression with reluctance: "It's already good enough to buy medicine for you, why don't you wait for me to boil water and pour water for you to drink medicine?"

Only then did Rong Qian turn his head, look at the obvious impatience in An Hao's eyes, and said in a lazy hoarse voice, "Will you die if you wait on me?"

"Yes!" Anhao directly threw the medicine on the tea table next to him: "Take it by yourself! I'm not a family doctor! I don't owe you any! After being so virtuous, I didn't call the doctor, but called the doctor." Give me, are you sick?"

"Well, I'm sick." Rong Qian closed his eyes and hummed.

well:"……"

He's really thick-skinned, he really is Rong Xue's younger brother, and he's all the same guy.

She rolled her eyes and didn't plan to bother him anymore: "I haven't settled my own affairs yet, so I don't have the mood to take care of you. Then, after buying the medicine, don't say I'm desperate to save you. If you don't take the medicine after buying it, Don't look for me even if you die."

After she finished speaking, she stopped caring about him and walked around the sofa to leave.

She absolutely doesn't have much sympathy for Rong Qianke, and she will suddenly ask the driver to drive the car here, and it is definitely because she is too drunk that she is out of her mind.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, Rong Qian's expectant voice came from the sofa: "What time is it?"

An Hao took the time to look at the time while walking outside, and replied lukewarmly: "Half past midnight."

"You showed up at my place after midnight. If I really burned to death today, the headlines of tomorrow's news will definitely be about Zuo Hancheng's wife having a night party with a mysterious boy. The boy died tragically at home. The truth is confusing. This kind of news is overwhelming... ..."

An Hao's temples twitched again, and he couldn't bear it anymore and turned his eyes to the bastard who had been lying motionless on the sofa: "What night party boy? Are you a boy? Shameless?!"

Rong Qian snorted, but his voice was still weak: "Anyway, if I burn to death like this tonight, you will definitely not be able to get rid of it. The security guards in this community saw you coming in, as well as the surveillance in the elevator and the surveillance in front of the complex. , By the way, you came here by taxi, right? And the driver... are all witnesses..."

An Hao only felt that the headache that had just been relieved was more painful, and she suddenly turned her eyes to look around, wondering if there was any weapon that could be used on the ground, so she didn't have to wait for him to be burned to death, she just killed him!

Anyway, the alcohol concentration in her body is not low now, so if she was drunk and committed the crime, she would be sentenced to a few years less!

After searching for a long time, there was nothing on the ground, and Rong Qian's voice came from behind again: "I really feel like I'm going to die now..."

Anhao turned to look in the direction of the sofa, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked back, closed the door, walked back to the sofa, raised her foot and kicked him on the leg: "Can you still sit up?" ?”

Rong Qian kept his posture lying on the sofa, and looked at her again in a blink of an eye: "You help me."

"I'll help you?" Anhao squeezed her fists, and resisted kicking him up: "I'll help you! Get up quickly! Take the medicine, don't really burn yourself into a brain damage!"

Rong Qian didn't move, his voice was weak: "I have no strength..."

Anhao ignored him, picked up the medicine on the coffee table and searched around, found a water cup and a water purifier and poured some water: "Hurry up, I don't know if you have hot water at home, I'll pour some water first Normal temperature water for you to drink, just take the medicine quickly, I'll boil some hot water for you later, get up, don't pretend to be dead!"

Seeing that Rong Qian didn't move, she raised her foot and kicked him twice again: "Don't force me to do it, I'll tell you!"

"Can't you be gentle, woman?"

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