Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

"You don't know you have a fever?"

Luo Miao heard this sentence in a daze, nodded, and seriously stated a fact: "I know."

"Damn! You know you're going to be angry with me if you don't tell me, right?"

Lu Shen patted the steering wheel irritably, suddenly feeling a little bit domestic violence.

But at this time, someone was still very stubborn arguing with him: "Why do you say, just sleep."

Lu Shen's nerves tightened when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth: "Shut up, go to the hospital!"

At the next intersection, the sports car that had been following the school bus suddenly swayed skillfully at an angle, and sped out with the roar of the accelerator.

"Hey, how did they leave?" The car's horsepower was so good that it was hard for people in the school bus not to pay attention.

hospital.

Luo Miao stared at the drip above, and then looked at Lu Shen who was on the phone not far away, pouted, a little unhappy.

In a foreign country, sick.

So pitiful.

Sick people think of home most often. She thinks of Sangyue, her friends from Thirteen Heavens, and the flowers and plants in Yunhua Palace that glow at night.

"Drink water." Lu Shen handed a glass of water to her with a dark face.

"Why are you so fierce." She said a little aggrieved.

Shabi Lu Shen, if it weren't for you, how could I be sick!

"What's wrong with me!" Lu Shen stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, the temperature was still terribly high, and his voice was a bit annoyed, "Don't even say you're uncomfortable, you deserve it!"

Then he took off his jacket and put it on her body.

"The damn hospital can't even move out a ward!" Young Master Lu is very irritable now and wants to beat someone very much.

Luo Miao was sick and his mind was a little messed up, now he didn't want to argue with him, so he took a small sip of hot water.

Lu Shen sat next to her without speaking, and when she finished drinking, he threw the water glass into the trash can and pressed her head on his shoulder.

"Go to sleep."

His voice was deep, helpless and intimate.

There was the smell of disinfectant around me, and there were people walking around in a hurry.

Luo Miao saw a few black-clothed men who were fascinated by souls. The hospital is a place where life and death alternate, and the number of black-clothed men is twice the usual number.

She thought of Mo Yunliu's appearance, and suddenly said: "Can you not die in the future?"

After she collects all the remnant souls, Mo Yunliu will be resurrected. She doesn't want Mo Yunliu to despise her life again.

Lu Shen caressed her hair gently, and said, "Miaomiao, everyone will die."

Those who are sick don't want to hear these words, and Lu Shen is not human.

"I think we have been together very well, can you not go?"

Just like they used to live safely in Yunhua Palace, Sang Yue would occasionally come to visit and cook a big table of delicious food. When the tablemates smelled the aroma, they came, and everyone else came too.

Although you don't like to gather together, you will enjoy your face and have a few drinks every time.

In the end, everyone was drunk and lay on the roof watching the stars.

Lu Shen scolded with a smile: "I don't want to think about anything. The iron chain around my neck is in your hands. Where else can I go?"

The drowsy man snorted: "You lied."

During the 300 years she knelt on the Feisheng Platform, she often thought, why did Mo Yunliu do this?

It must be that he doesn't like Thirteen Heavens.

He doesn't like her annoying, doesn't like Sangyue's wine, doesn't like every god in the thirteen heavens.

Nothing in the world is worth yearning for, only the little rabbit demon is the best.

Lu Shen focused on her sickly side face, his eyes could not hide the affection.

After a while, he murmured, "How could it be possible to lie to you."