Lu Qian lowered his hands and closed his eyes in discomfort.
He was not pretending, he did have a fever, and the robbery just now was just a show.
Even if she was willing at this time, he didn't have the energy.
Mingzhu helped him sit on the sofa.
She went to the kitchen to boil some boiled water for her, and surprisingly, it was all in the kettle.
The refrigerator is also full of her favorite food.
She didn't dare to look any further and silently poured boiled water for him: "Drink some water first. Secretary Liu will be here with the doctor soon."
Lu Qian took the water glass, but his fingers held hers.
"When he comes, will you leave?"
Mingzhu hummed, "I have to go home."
She put the cup in his hand, and the moment she missed it, his slender fingers moved, as if he wanted to keep it, but he finally let go.
Lu Qian drank half a glass of water.
Then he closed his eyes slightly, seeming a little tired.
Mingzhu asked about his condition.
I'm fine, but to maintain good health, I basically can't smoke or drink.
You can't catch a cold or have a fever.
She looked at the half-wet coat on his body and whispered his name: "Lu Qian, take off your clothes."
Hearing this, he gently opened his eyelids.
Mingzhu took off his coat for him.
She wanted to search for the medicine bottle in his pocket, but found a few candies, which were her favorite brand.
She lowered her eyes and looked at it silently for a long time.
Lu Qian fainted from the fever.
He gently shook her hand, his Adam's apple twitching slightly: "Mingzhu, can we go back to the past? Like before, you call me Uncle Lu and I treat you like a child."