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Chapter 55 The warlord commander humiliates the poor young master (21)
"Squeak-"
After all, Qin Zhuo'an was not at ease with Yan Qingning. After washing away the damp rain outside, he dared to open the door cautiously.
Yan Qingning did not sleep peacefully. His body was hot, but he vaguely felt that he was in extreme cold. He unconsciously hugged his body tightly, and his lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood.
Qin Zhuo'an tiptoed closer to the bed, his eyes greedily fell on Yan Qingning's face, and he carefully took off his crooked glasses.
When her fingertips touched his hot cheek, she suddenly panicked and moved her trembling hand close to Yan Qingning's forehead.
The sudden coldness on his forehead brought some comfort to Yan Qingning's head that was blurred by the fever. He took the initiative to put his face close to Qin Zhuo'an's hand, rubbed it intimately, and unconsciously murmured confused words in his mouth: "Hot...cold... …uncomfortable…”
His gown was not properly worn, and fell apart after a while. His slender, white neck was stained red due to the symptoms of a cold, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Qin Zhuoan suppressed his dishonest movements, and the veins on his forehead jumped: "You have a fever, don't move around yet."
"Hmm..." Yan Qingning responded in a daze through his nose. His hands randomly climbed up his arms and he murmured unconsciously: "It's hot...uncomfortable..."
Qin Zhuo'an is not a saint, and he can't control himself when facing Yan Qingning like this.But he is not an animal. He knows that Yan Qingning's physical condition is absolutely... absolutely impossible to bear.
"Aning, calm down." He swallowed and pulled up Yan Qingning's clothes to prevent him from getting cold again. His hoarse voice was mixed with many indescribable emotions: "I'll find a doctor for you. "
"No..." Yan Qingning pressed his hand, her red eyes filled with tiny glimmers of water, and she refused in a low voice: "No... no doctor..."
He had a severe fever, so he dragged Qin Zhuo'an and refused to go to a doctor. He just stubbornly nestled in Qin Zhuo'an's arms, curled up into a small ball, and buried himself in Qin Zhuo'an's chest, letting the heat on his face burn. Touching Qin Zhuo'an's heart.
Qin Zhuo'an had never seen such an irrational and angry Yan Qingning. He rubbed the back of Yan Qingning's head, suppressed those inappropriate thoughts, and coaxed in a low voice: "Aning, be good, I'll find it for you." Is the medicine good?"
"...Oh..." The thinking ability he was proud of seemed to be stuck together. He looked at Qin Zhuoan's figure through the blurred shadow and nodded stupidly: "Okay... …”
The high fever made his throat dry and sore, and his voice was muffled and hoarse.
Qin Zhuoan took off his coat and wrapped him around him, then pulled off the cloak hanging on the clothes rack and wrapped him tightly, then he ran towards the military doctor with him in his arms.
The military doctor was the old Chinese doctor who treated Yan Qingning before. When he saw Qin Zhuoan holding a tightly wrapped person so nervously, he had a guess in his mind and sighed, "This young master is out of touch again." What happened?"
"She must have suffered from high fever due to wind and cold." Qin Zhuo'an took Yan Qingning's hand out of the layers of clothes and asked the old Chinese doctor to check his pulse. The anxious look on his face was obvious.
The old Chinese medicine doctor thought it was just a simple cold, but as soon as his hand touched the pulse, his eyes immediately opened wide.
"This...this..." He repeatedly felt Yan Qingning's pulse, and his kind face couldn't help but reveal an angry look: "What evil has this young master done? He is obviously seriously ill, and he will not live long. His life, how come there are still people who can’t see his good side? They even drugged him!"
"What...what did you say?" Qin Zhuo'an opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to find his voice. He stared blankly at Yan Qingning in his arms, whose expression was obviously abnormal.
"That person gave this young master a strong drug. Unless it was something like that, there is no way to cure it." After he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back his temper and cursed: "But this young master's body is so bad, how can he Not to mention not being able to survive this high fever, it would obviously have killed him if something like that happened to him."
Qin Zhuoan's mind was buzzing. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Qingning, who was extremely weak in his arms, and lost all ability to think for a moment.
The old Chinese medicine doctor roughly saw the entanglement in his heart. He picked out two packages of Western medicine from the drawer and stuffed them into Qin Zhuoan's hands: "This is what my little apprentice who studies Western medicine gave me. He said that this kind of stuff can make people feel better." Quickly reduce fever.
Old man, I don’t know much about this principle, but this is what my little apprentice drank when he had a high fever, and he was able to jump around the next day. "
"Commander, you can give him a try."
Qin Zhuo'an didn't know how he carried Yan Qingning and mechanically left the old Chinese medicine doctor's room. He put Yan Qingning on the bed and stood beside the bed stupidly, with his eyes lowered and silent.
Yan Qingning was still groaning uncomfortably, his consciousness and vision blurred together. He couldn't tell who the person in front of him was, and he couldn't figure out why his body suddenly became so strange.
He almost instinctively chose to approach Qin Zhuo'an, luring the hunter to capture him with the most innocent gesture.
The string of reason in his mind was broken, and his little self-control was shattered like a pile of dust when facing Yan Qingning.
He once said that he would never disobey Yan Qingning's wishes and force him to do those things, but now... the reality is forcing him to break his promise.
Qin Zhuoan closed his eyes and sighed, as if he had compromised. He leaned over and kissed his pale lips, praying in a low voice: "Don't blame me, I just want to save you..."
I just...want you to live with me...
After all, Qin Zhuo'an was not at ease with Yan Qingning. After washing away the damp rain outside, he dared to open the door cautiously.
Yan Qingning did not sleep peacefully. His body was hot, but he vaguely felt that he was in extreme cold. He unconsciously hugged his body tightly, and his lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood.
Qin Zhuo'an tiptoed closer to the bed, his eyes greedily fell on Yan Qingning's face, and he carefully took off his crooked glasses.
When her fingertips touched his hot cheek, she suddenly panicked and moved her trembling hand close to Yan Qingning's forehead.
The sudden coldness on his forehead brought some comfort to Yan Qingning's head that was blurred by the fever. He took the initiative to put his face close to Qin Zhuo'an's hand, rubbed it intimately, and unconsciously murmured confused words in his mouth: "Hot...cold... …uncomfortable…”
His gown was not properly worn, and fell apart after a while. His slender, white neck was stained red due to the symptoms of a cold, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Qin Zhuoan suppressed his dishonest movements, and the veins on his forehead jumped: "You have a fever, don't move around yet."
"Hmm..." Yan Qingning responded in a daze through his nose. His hands randomly climbed up his arms and he murmured unconsciously: "It's hot...uncomfortable..."
Qin Zhuo'an is not a saint, and he can't control himself when facing Yan Qingning like this.But he is not an animal. He knows that Yan Qingning's physical condition is absolutely... absolutely impossible to bear.
"Aning, calm down." He swallowed and pulled up Yan Qingning's clothes to prevent him from getting cold again. His hoarse voice was mixed with many indescribable emotions: "I'll find a doctor for you. "
"No..." Yan Qingning pressed his hand, her red eyes filled with tiny glimmers of water, and she refused in a low voice: "No... no doctor..."
He had a severe fever, so he dragged Qin Zhuo'an and refused to go to a doctor. He just stubbornly nestled in Qin Zhuo'an's arms, curled up into a small ball, and buried himself in Qin Zhuo'an's chest, letting the heat on his face burn. Touching Qin Zhuo'an's heart.
Qin Zhuo'an had never seen such an irrational and angry Yan Qingning. He rubbed the back of Yan Qingning's head, suppressed those inappropriate thoughts, and coaxed in a low voice: "Aning, be good, I'll find it for you." Is the medicine good?"
"...Oh..." The thinking ability he was proud of seemed to be stuck together. He looked at Qin Zhuoan's figure through the blurred shadow and nodded stupidly: "Okay... …”
The high fever made his throat dry and sore, and his voice was muffled and hoarse.
Qin Zhuoan took off his coat and wrapped him around him, then pulled off the cloak hanging on the clothes rack and wrapped him tightly, then he ran towards the military doctor with him in his arms.
The military doctor was the old Chinese doctor who treated Yan Qingning before. When he saw Qin Zhuoan holding a tightly wrapped person so nervously, he had a guess in his mind and sighed, "This young master is out of touch again." What happened?"
"She must have suffered from high fever due to wind and cold." Qin Zhuo'an took Yan Qingning's hand out of the layers of clothes and asked the old Chinese doctor to check his pulse. The anxious look on his face was obvious.
The old Chinese medicine doctor thought it was just a simple cold, but as soon as his hand touched the pulse, his eyes immediately opened wide.
"This...this..." He repeatedly felt Yan Qingning's pulse, and his kind face couldn't help but reveal an angry look: "What evil has this young master done? He is obviously seriously ill, and he will not live long. His life, how come there are still people who can’t see his good side? They even drugged him!"
"What...what did you say?" Qin Zhuo'an opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to find his voice. He stared blankly at Yan Qingning in his arms, whose expression was obviously abnormal.
"That person gave this young master a strong drug. Unless it was something like that, there is no way to cure it." After he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back his temper and cursed: "But this young master's body is so bad, how can he Not to mention not being able to survive this high fever, it would obviously have killed him if something like that happened to him."
Qin Zhuoan's mind was buzzing. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Qingning, who was extremely weak in his arms, and lost all ability to think for a moment.
The old Chinese medicine doctor roughly saw the entanglement in his heart. He picked out two packages of Western medicine from the drawer and stuffed them into Qin Zhuoan's hands: "This is what my little apprentice who studies Western medicine gave me. He said that this kind of stuff can make people feel better." Quickly reduce fever.
Old man, I don’t know much about this principle, but this is what my little apprentice drank when he had a high fever, and he was able to jump around the next day. "
"Commander, you can give him a try."
Qin Zhuo'an didn't know how he carried Yan Qingning and mechanically left the old Chinese medicine doctor's room. He put Yan Qingning on the bed and stood beside the bed stupidly, with his eyes lowered and silent.
Yan Qingning was still groaning uncomfortably, his consciousness and vision blurred together. He couldn't tell who the person in front of him was, and he couldn't figure out why his body suddenly became so strange.
He almost instinctively chose to approach Qin Zhuo'an, luring the hunter to capture him with the most innocent gesture.
The string of reason in his mind was broken, and his little self-control was shattered like a pile of dust when facing Yan Qingning.
He once said that he would never disobey Yan Qingning's wishes and force him to do those things, but now... the reality is forcing him to break his promise.
Qin Zhuoan closed his eyes and sighed, as if he had compromised. He leaned over and kissed his pale lips, praying in a low voice: "Don't blame me, I just want to save you..."
I just...want you to live with me...
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