Chapter 61

No one responded. Mu Jiutian knocked his eyes. I don't know if he was sleeping or not.

Gu Shaoqing was a little annoyed. His eyebrows were a little tight. He rubbed his well-defined fingers and called in a low voice: "wine is sweet."

She responded with a hoarse voice: "I don't know."

"Pause next:" also, please call me miss mu, I and Mr. Gu are not married

The whole Gu group was misled by the "wife" called by the secretary. What I didn't know was that she thought that her new favorite had successfully ascended the position and got the little red book.

The military doctor glanced at the man with a dark face and changed his mouth: "thirty nine degrees five, Miss mu, it's possible for you to turn into pneumonia again." Military doctors have some occupational disease attacks, nagging: "your body should always be bad, so you need more cultivation, such as the physiological period or feel uncomfortable, you should immediately put down the things at hand to rest, or sooner or later you will burn out."

Under Gu Shaoqing's gaze, the military doctor put a drip on the shelf. The bright needle went into her vein, and the liquid was cool.

Adjust the speed: "Miss mu, your physique is not good, the best is to be able to drink medicine conditioning for a long time, three or five years to be able to adjust."

"Well, you can prescribe it."

Gu Shaoqing orders in a deep voice, but is rebutted by Mu Jiutian: "I don't want it."

"Mujiu is sweet." Gu Shaoqing's voice was low. She couldn't remember how many times she called her name today. She pressed her body to sit up with one hand: "be nice to me. After the doctor prescribed the medicine, I'll let aunt Yu decoct it for you every day."

"I said, I don't want it."

Mu wine sweet stem small head, angrily looking at her, if not by his hand, maybe directly throw the pillow in the past.

"Don't give it too. If you don't drink it, I'll find someone to drink it for you."

"Gu Shaoqing, you big bully."

He broke away from his hand, picked up the pillow and hit him in the face. She opened a pair of dull eyes: "asshole, big asshole."

As a child, I received the education of the upper class, and the swearing words in the mouth of mujiutian were just like this.

Inexplicably some want to laugh, the tip of the nose flashed over the pillow, her hair fragrance, Gu Shaoqing ignored her, turned to the general doctor sent out.

When I came back, I was holding the ginger sugar water that Aunt Yu had just cooked, smelling sweet.

On the tea table, Gu Shaoqing leaned over and patted Mu Jiutian's face. His voice was warm: "get up, drink ginger sugar water and then go to sleep."

Mujiutian didn't pay attention to him, but he pulled him up from the bed. He didn't involve his left hand. His voice was a little heavy: "be good, drink ginger sugar water and eat something. I don't think you ate anything at noon."

After two words with Xing Shu, I went to the women's bathroom.

From beginning to end, none of the chopsticks moved.

"I don't want to eat it."

"Don't let me force you." Stirring the sugar water in the bowl with a spoon, Gu Shaoqing's eyes were warm and light, and he had the strength that could not be ignored: "mouth to mouth."

I don't know if the last three words shocked Mu Jiutian.

She puffed her cheek and forced the bowl to come over. She didn't use the spoon. She took three or two mouthfuls and drank it directly. She was a little anxious. After drinking it, she lay down beside the bed and coughed violently.

This voice let originally in the heart then suppress the exasperated man, the eye color instantly dark come down, next second raise a hand to scoop her body into the bosom, the voice is sinister almost can drip water to come: "my close to let you so uncomfortable?"

I'm still coughing, but it's not as serious as it was just now.

Intermittently, lying in his arms, Gu Shaoqing did not worry. She stroked her long hair with her big palm until the cough slowed down to silence.

She did not move, let him hold, lips pulled out a weak smile: "ginger sugar water I have drunk, can let me sleep?"

"You still have food to eat."

"Then bring it and I'll eat it myself."

Knowing that they can't resist, mujiutian simply chose a way not to be so annoying.

Eating one mouthful, long hair scattered down, from time to time hair tail into the bowl, must let mujiutian put down the spoon, long hair to the ear, and then pick up the spoon to eat.

Gu Shaoqing sat by and watched quietly, with his clever eyebrows and eyes, like a child's general posture. His eyes slowly softened down.

After a while, he didn't know where to find a leather ring. He came to her back and helped her tie up all the scattered long hair with a slightly clumsy technique. His little face with a little more blood color was very beautiful in the bright sun.After eating two mouthfuls, she couldn't eat any more. She pushed the bowl and lay down again. Then she wanted to sleep.

"Two more bites."

The rice and vegetables in the bowl are less than chopsticks, and a cat has more appetite than her.

"I don't want to eat it."

"Eat if you don't want to." Eyebrows slightly raised, Gu Shaoqing ordered in a deep voice.

A good man can never defeat a bully. He sits up again, grabs the spoon, stabs it in the bowl, frowns, looks up at him, feeds himself a spoonful of rice, looks at it and eats it.

It's like taking Gu Shaoqing's food or rice as his chew.

After eating two more mouthfuls, Mu Jiutian couldn't eat any more. He hung his eyes and bit his lips. Wei qubaba said, "if I eat again, I will vomit."

"No, I'll let aunt Yu cook more soup for you in the evening." Her expression does not look like fraud. He softened his heart, took out a piece of paper and tried to wipe her mouth, but she slightly dodged and murmured in her voice: "then you take the chopsticks away, I'm going to sleep."

"Good."

The soft paper is rubbed into the palm of the hand, forming a ball.

Gu Shaoqing looked at the little woman lying on the bed again, packed up her things, turned around and was ready to go out.

As soon as the well-defined palm touched the doorknob, it heard a slight voice behind it, almost inaudible: "did Qi Ruifeng find the whereabouts of calligraphy and painting?"

He turned his eyes and looked at the little woman on the bed with one hand on the quilt. The back of his white hand was dribbling. Without opening his eyes, it was as if nothing had happened.

Turning back and pressing the doorknob, the voice rang out again: "Gu Shaoqing, I'm asking you something."

Finally, it's not a strange president Gu.

Thin lips lightly recalled: "indeed, Sheng calligraphy and painting joined that organization."

"So, she's going to die, isn't she?"

His voice was weak, and there was no flat tone: "to die in Qi Ruifeng's hands is like being in hell five years ago. Qi Ruifeng stood at the mouth of hell, looked down at her, and refused to give her a hand."

He did not respond, for a long time, she chuckled: "I understand."

He turned to his left and said, "I'm going to sleep. Good night."

He looked back at the tired, frowning woman, who was sleeping uneasily. He put one hand on the doorknob and didn't move for a long time.

Sloshing heart slowly approaching calm.

Maybe, it's not difficult to fall in love with her.

Half squinting eyes, Gu Shaoqing low smile: "I will keep her, even if the situation can not be reversed, I also let you see her off again, believe me, sweet wine."

She didn't respond and he didn't care.

I stood for a while, turned the handle and left.

One night, I was very restless. I heard the door open several times, but mujiutian couldn't wake up.

When I opened my eyes, it was already bright. I didn't know when the drops on the back of my hand had been pulled out, leaving only the medical cotton ball and medical tape with light blood color.

Drooping eyes, Mu Jiutian got out of bed in slippers to wash.

Just as his aunt came and knocked on the door, "madam, my husband told me to let you drink the medicine soup before eating. Twice a day, he wants to check."

"I don't like it."

Open the door, Mu Jiutian looks at the black medicine juice that Aunt Yu is carrying. It gives off a bitter and astringent smell. I really don't know what's added in it.

Brow Cu Cu: "you take pour it, I don't want to drink."

"Ma'am, this is what my husband ordered before going to work." Aunt Yu seemed to have known that mujiutian would say such a thing, and immediately fell down with a face: "Sir also said that if I don't watch you finish drinking the medicine, he is ready to dismiss me and change to someone who can coax you to drink the medicine."

Son of a bitch.

Mujiu sweetheart scolded himself, but he had to accept his threat. He took the medicine juice and drank it hard. It tasted like a stinky fish that had been swallowed for several days.

She put the bowl back on the tray and said, "I drank it."

"The juice needs to be finished."

No way, Mu Jiutian can only hold her nose and swallow all the medicine juice. The feeling of nausea surged up in an instant. Aunt Yu quickly put a piece of hawthorn cake into her mouth: "madam, you take this first and press it. I'll ask the doctor if you can put more hay in the soup.""If it's so bad next time, I won't drink it." Shouting hawthorn cake, Mu Jiu's sweet voice is fuzzy, and her long hair is loose, just like a little girl's charming: "Qi Ruifeng doesn't like me, and his personal doctor also bothers me."

Aunt Yu laughed and didn't say much. She went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

After asking for a day off, the military doctor came to help Mu Jiutian drip in the afternoon. After listening to Aunt Yu's words, he took the initiative to go upstairs to explain to her. The smile under the lens flashed in the sun: "Miss mu, there is a medicine in the soup that conflicts with hay, so please bear it."

"If you can't add hay, add hawthorn, or rock sugar. There's always a way." The whole person languidly nests in the sofa, and mojiutian does not turn over the file with a drip: "if the medicine juice is still full of fishy smell, I will definitely not drink it. You want to treat me for Qi Ruifeng, but there is a degree of trouble. Don't go too far."

She specially took the dregs of medicine to Dix and asked him to show them to professionals.

At noon, I received a text message saying that there was more Houttuynia in the dregs.

Heat clearing and detoxification, but it has nothing to do with her conditioning.

"You've been with Qi Ruifeng for such a long time. I understand that you hate the shot that calligraphy and painting shot at Qi Ruifeng's heart, but don't hit me on the head." Bai Jing's face looked at her, tepid: "I can tolerate you this time, but I hope there won't be more medicine tonight, otherwise I won't blame you for smashing the medicine bowl."

Everything was told and quiet for a few seconds.

Military doctor is not embarrassed, pushed glasses: "thank you, Miss Mu tolerance." Smile, natural incomparable: "then I'll help you cook medicine, rest assured, I will pick up Houttuynia."

Sure enough, one hour later, there was no fishy smell in the juice.

It's just bitter and numbing.