The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Although his consciousness was hazy, he knew in his heart that once the temperature dropped, he would have to leave temporarily.

Only when his body reaches a certain level of discomfort will his consciousness awake for a while.

You don't want me to help you cool down? He tried to stop him again and again, and Sang Jian was aware of his resistance.

But this way your body's brain may really be burned out.

Sangjian squatted down again, looked at his red face, and asked seriously: You recognize me, right?

That's why he would come to her room when he felt uncomfortable.

He understood this sentence.

He Qingfeng tilted his head slightly, looking at Sang Jian's position with dull eyes, trying to focus his eyes.

Unfortunately, after trying several times, I still can't see the people in front of me clearly.

Of course he recognized her, she had an aura that he was familiar with and liked.

This was the first time he met her in this state, but it was so uncomfortable...

Sang... The hoarse voice came from his mouth again.

He seemed unable to say anything more than her name.

Sanjian raised his other cold hand and placed it on his forehead, hoping it would make him feel better.

Her expression was a little solemn, her lips pursed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long time, she finally said: Let's not be in a hurry right now, okay? I have always been by your side, and I will always be by your side in the future, and I will always wait for you until you come back again.

So... now please obey me and cool down, okay?

She probably guessed that once the fever subsided, he would return to He Qingfeng without memory, so he wanted to stay a little longer.

But if he continues to burn it, I'm afraid it will have an impact on his own data. After all, his problem of not eating hot food is caused by that data.

What if something unexpected happens and I can’t see the complete him again?

He Qingfeng: ...

In no mood.

Wronged.

I want to hold her hand for a while longer.

But she doesn't seem to like it, otherwise why would she keep wanting to leave him?

He Qingfeng pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said nothing, but had no intention of letting go of his hand.

Sang Jian waited patiently for him to let go, still coaxing him softly, You don't want to become a fool in the future, right? If you become a fool, you will be bullied by me in the future and you will never be able to turn around again. !”

He Qingfeng: ...

But she didn't say that she wouldn't want him if he became a fool.

So, even if she becomes a fool, she will still be by his side, right?

His grip on San Jian's wrist tightened a little more.

Sang Jian took a deep breath, and when he was about to change his explanation, he slowly let go of his hand.

His dull eyes were on her.

Sanjian stood up quickly, went to the bathroom, twisted a towel with cold water, and put it on his forehead.

I went to pour him a glass of cold water.

It was said to help him reduce fever. His condition was not caused by any common disease, and he didn't know whether taking antipyretic medicine would work?

I can only try this temporarily.

After feeding him cold water, his eyes seemed to become much clearer.

But he was still a little confused and empty, making people wonder what he was thinking.

Sang Jian sat on the ground against the sofa and watched him quietly.

Wait for a while, and if it doesn't work, go downstairs and ask someone to take him to the hospital.

Neither of them spoke, and the room was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

I don't know how long it took, but Sang Jian heard a rustling sound coming from the sofa.

She quickly looked back...