Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting glanced at him lightly, with a calm expression on his face.

Rong Chen walked to the bed, reached out and touched his forehead, Mu Beiting frowned and avoided, dissatisfied: "There is a thermometer."

Because he didn't know Rong Chen and Li Mubai, Su Xiangwan said hello.

A touch of impatience flashed through Mu Beiting's eyes.

"Water." Su Xiangwan put the cup next to his mouth and carefully held the cup to feed him.

Li Mubai smiled and said, "Brother, do you have a fever or have your hand broken."

Su Xiangwan's cheeks are slightly red, a little uncomfortable.

Mu Beiting glanced over, and Li Mubai showed a playful smile.

After dipping his dry lips with a little cup of water, Mu Beiting frowned and refused to drink any more: "Hot."

"Well? Is it hot?"

She obviously touched the temperature.

Su Xiangwan touched the wall of the cup again, but it still didn't feel hot.

"Then drink it later?"

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids: "Thirst."

"Then I will blow it?"

Su Xiangwan spoke subconsciously, but after blowing it, he felt a little unsuitable. He stood up and said, "I'd better change a cup for you."

Mu Beiting pulled her back with one hand, took the cup in her hand and slurped down.

Su Xiangwan was startled slightly, his ears were dyed pink involuntarily.

"Four brother, I'm thirsty..." After being forcibly fed a wave of dog food, Li Mubai cocked Erlang's legs, pretending to be bitter.

Rong Chen glanced at him indifferently: "He has kidney deficiency, and you also have kidney deficiency?"

"Oh, then I'm not thirsty!"

Su Xiangwan: "..."

After a cup of water, Mu Beiting only wanted two obtrusive things to disappear quickly.

After a cold glance at the two of them, he leaned his head on Su Xiangwan's shoulder and lowered his eyes slightly.

Damn it!

This man is really shameless.

Li Mubai couldn't help but feel contempt. You must know that he has never been so weak after being shot!

Rong Chen raised his eyebrows. Someone really wanted to chase women, so they didn't have their face.

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled by the sudden weight on his shoulders.

Across the clothes, he noticed the hotness on his head and couldn't take care of anything else. He worriedly said, "I'll ask Rong Ma, why the doctor hasn't come yet?"

Li Mubai chuckled softly: "That's the fourth one."

"Um...who?"

Su Xiangwan looked up at Rong Chen who was leaning against the wall.

He was wearing a casual shirt, with one hand in his khaki trouser pocket, and a pair of tortoiseshell mirrors with gold rims, covering his somewhat feminine eyes.

Compared with Mu Beiting, his breath is much warmer, restrained and light.

Meeting her gaze, Rong Chen said lightly: "Don't worry, just hang two bottles of water."

"Don't hang up, get out." Mu Beiting interrupted directly.

"Then wait for death." Rong Chen said lightly.

Su Xiangwan wrinkled his beautiful brows, reached out and touched his forehead, and said softly, "It's very hot now, I have a fever, and I need to hang water."

Meeting her serious eyes, Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and was silent.

A few minutes later, Rong Chen started to take apart the medicine bottle skillfully.

The potions became crystal clear between his beautiful fingers.

Looking at the long thin needle on the syringe, Mu Beiting's face became a little ugly again, and his eyes dropped slightly to make no sound.

Li Mubai sat aside and curled his lips slightly, holding back a smile in his eyes.

Rong Chen, who knows what Mu Beiting fears most, he just pretends to be serious!

Really Yin!

Rong Chen did not rush to dispense the medicine, and walked to Mu Beiting's side: "Hang three bottles today, and three bottles tomorrow. It depends on the situation the day after tomorrow."