Exciting game!Plutocrat Bo Ye can't afford it

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The doctor came to the manor in 5 minutes.

Shen Zhiyi had a high fever of nearly forty degrees, and her face was flushed red.

Not clear minded.

semi-consciously.

Muttering like a raving in his mouth, he didn't know what he was talking about.

The doctor pointed the infusion needle at the vein on the back of Shen Zhiyi's hand, and the needle tip pierced the skin. Shen Zhiyi moved without warning, and the needle pierced the blood vessel.

The needle is crooked.

A few drops of blood overflowed from the hole punctured by the pinhole.

"Are you a fucking doctor!"

Zhan Xiao's roar scared the doctor away from what was in his hand.

Song Qingchun stepped forward in time and pulled Zhan Xiao away, placing him between him and the doctor.She turned her head to look at him, "You have been staring at the doctor viciously all the time, and everyone is frightened into a cold sweat by you, how did you get the needle?"

"Do you still want to do it? Let me tell you, this is the only resident doctor in the manor. You beat him up and ask the doctor to come over for at least half an hour."

"If you want Shen Zhiyi to burn into a fool, you can continue to yell, or go out immediately, so as not to affect the doctor."

During Song Qingchun's lesson, Zhan Xiao didn't say a word.

The man gave the doctor who was bowing his head a hard look, then turned and left the room.

15 minute later.

The doctor and Song Qingchun came out of the room one after another.

In the corridor, Zhan Xiao stood leaning against the wall.

The housekeeper sent the doctor downstairs, and Song Qingchun walked towards Zhan Xiao, "It's okay, as long as the fever subsides after the infusion, it will be fine."

"Why did you suddenly have a fever?" Zhan Xiao asked.

"I caught a cold, and the doctor said that you should take a good rest after the fever subsides, otherwise you will have repeated fevers. You should stop arguing with her and make her depressed. You don't feel very happy when she is sick, do you?"

Warlord was silent.

Song Qingchun glanced at him again, then went downstairs.

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After finishing the second bottle of potion, Shen Zhiyi woke up.

Headache dull.

Throat is also hot.

There is no place in the body that is comfortable.

She was about to get up from the bed when Zhan Xiao who had just entered the door stopped her, "What are you doing?"

He walked to the bed and reached out to touch her forehead.

It's not hot anymore.

The fever went away.

His big palm covered her forehead, almost covering half of her face.

Zhan Xiao withdrew his hand, and her haggard face was in his sight.

The eyes drooped slightly, and the eyelids had no strength to lift up.

There was no blood on his face, his lips were dry, and he looked very weak.

Like a gust of wind can blow away.

Zhan Xiao swallowed the words on his lips, and spoke again, his voice was much softer: "What's wrong with you now? I'll call the doctor over and have a look."

Shen Zhiyi didn't speak.

She lay flat on the bed, staring fixedly at the ceiling above.

Flickered.

For her neglect, Zhan Xiao thought that she was still sick, so he endured it.He took a deep breath, "Shen Zhiyi, do you want some water?"

Still don't speak.

"Is your arm cold? The medicine will be very cold if it is injected into the blood vessel."

"Would you like to eat? Steak."

Still no response.

Zhan Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, "Shen Zhiyi, did you hear me!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Shen Zhiyi suddenly coughed.

Covering his chest with his small hands, his slender neck became red from coughing, and he couldn't breathe.

Zhan Xiao suddenly panicked.

He glanced at his left hand, then his right hand, which hand should he use to pat her on the back?

Neither one seems to work.

A heavy shot will aggravate her injury.

He obviously didn't say anything serious, and didn't scold her, so she started coughing?

Too weak to hold the wind!

Hearing her uncomfortable coughing, Zhan Xiao quickly went to the coffee table and poured a glass of warm water, then turned back and put the water into her hand, "Drink some water to calm your mind."

After drinking three or four sips of water, Shen Zhiyi finally recovered.

My eyes are red from coughing.

A few tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

She sat up, and Zhan Xiao took a pillow and put it behind her, letting her lean on it.

Shen Zhiyi's eyes were level, staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

It was quiet for two or three minutes.

Zhan Xiao opened his mouth first: "I'll go and get lunch, you eat some? Let me tell you that if you don't eat and drink water, your stomach will regurgitate, and your brain will hurt if you vomit."

He had previously been injured at the Roman estate.

The wound was infected and inflamed, and the fever lasted for several days, so I received fluids on an empty stomach.

It made him so uncomfortable that he wanted to kill.

Shen Zhiyi said nothing, just sat there quietly, like a corpse that can only breathe.

Zhan Xiao looked at her by the bed for a while, swallowed his sulk, and turned to leave.

When he came back again, he was holding a steak that had been sliced ​​and warmed up.

Osmanthus cake.

And a small piece of mousse cake.

He walked to the bed, pulled a chair and sat down, and then put the things in his hand on the bedside table.

"You can't eat egg products if you have a fever. I cut a very small piece of cake. If you eat the steak and osmanthus cake, I will let you eat two bites of cake."

He forked a steak.

This time he cut it into small pieces, suitable for her appetite.

Zhan Xiao held the forked steak and handed it to her lips, but she didn't open her mouth for a long time, "Don't you want steak?"

The man nodded silently.

Holding back his temper, he took the steak back.

He took another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and brought it to her mouth, "I don't want to eat steak, but how about eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

She neither opened her mouth nor spoke.

Zhan Xiao really laughed angrily this time.

He was patient enough to talk to her in a nice voice, and even let go of his attitude to serve her a meal, but she really refused to say a word, and didn't even open her mouth!

"Shen Zhiyi, you don't want to say anything, and you don't want to eat food. What do you want to do?"

The girl blinked slightly.

There is a response.

Shen Zhiyi slowly turned her head, raised her wet eyes to look at him, "I want to go out and pick mushrooms."

Zhan Xiao choked.

Facing the girl's pale face, pitiful eyes.

At that moment, he was stuck.

Brain buzzing.

Zhan Xiao still wants to stick to the bottom line, he really won't fall into the same pit twice.

In the Roman manor before, she had an obedient and gentle appearance, sneaked into his room under the guise of 'playing flying chess', and used a nano-tracker to cooperate with Bo Yu.

This time she had a fever.

But it seems that the means are similar.

Same tune with the same effect.

Zhan Xiao: "Shen Zhiyi, do I look like a fool?"

Shen Zhiyi continued unhurriedly: "There should be a lot of colostrum and boletus growing. You need to use a small iron to pull out the big boletus by loosening the soil."

She raised her eyes, and her clear eyes met his gaze, "Is that okay?"

May I?

Of course not!

There is a big pit dug naked in front of him, will he jump into it?

joke!

10 minute later.

Shen Zhiyi walked out of the gate of the manor openly, and Zhan Xiao followed behind her.The guards at the door stopped him, and Zhan Xiao wrapped Shen Zhiyi's coat in an unhurried manner.

In northern Europe where the temperature is more than ten degrees, she wears one more.

The butler came up from behind: "Young Master Zhan, the master said that Miss Shen cannot leave the manor, she has to wait..."

Here.

Zhan Xiao protected Shen Zhiyi and got into the back seat of the off-road vehicle.

He closed the door first, then turned and glanced at the butler who came running, "I can go wherever I want, Song Huaimin can still control me? Even if I take Shen Zhiyi out of Northern Europe today, what can he do!"

"He can coerce Bo Yu, and he can also threaten Lao Tzu?"

Song Qingchun also got into the back seat.

Zhan Xiao glanced at the butler again, then opened the driver's seat door and got in.

The off-road vehicle roared away.

The butler hurriedly shouted to the guards: "All follow!"