Chapter 630

After the thermometer test, it was found that Bo Xiushen had reached 39 degrees. Liang qiange immediately invited doctors from a nearby private clinic to see him.

The doctor diagnosed with a persistent high fever caused by a cold and said, "it's not just a disease, is it? Two or three days? I haven't paid attention to it or taken any medicine, have you? "

Liang qiange immediately looked at Bo Xiushen.

Thin Xiushen drooped his eyes and whispered, "before I came, it was a little uncomfortable."

The doctor said, "it's OK. I'll take the medicine to the clinic later."

Liang qiange paid the money, sent the doctor away, and asked a small assistant of the production team to get the medicine. When she returned to the room, she glared at Bo Xiushen and asked, "are you still running around when you are sick?"

Thin Xiu Shen supported himself and wanted to sit up.

Liang qiange was angry in his heart, but he still walked over and helped him hold a pillow to make him feel more comfortable.

Bo Xiushen looked at her and said, "I don't think it's serious. I don't want to take medicine. It's easy to get sleepy."

Liang qiange frowned: "sleepy what?"

"If you can't finish the work ahead of time, you can't spare these days to see you."

Liang qiange was so angry and angry by this that she bit her teeth, got up and went to the other side of the table, touching the back of her hand against the atherosclerotic bowl.

The breakfast was still hot when it was just taken up, but now it is cold. She took up the tray and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is anything else. I'll have some porridge and then take the medicine."

The kitchen is now preparing lunch. Liang qiange looks at the ingredients. They are greasy and can't be eaten.

She rolled up her sleeves and cooked a bowl of congee for Bo Xiushen. She also scalded a dish of vegetables and several small steamed buns.

When she was carrying the plate, the assistant brought the medicine back.

Liang qiange stirred the porridge with a porcelain spoon and looked at the instructions on the medicine bag.

After a long time, she put down the medicine, took the bowl and sat down beside the thin Xiu's bed. She scooped a spoon, blew it, and handed it to his mouth.

Thin Xiu Shen opened his mouth, swallow a mouthful, said: "delicious."

Just now, when the assistant brought up the medicine, he said that he had leaked his mouth. Bo Xiushen already knew that Liang qiange had made all these things.

Liang qiange was amused and said, "what's so good about porridge? It doesn't taste good."

"You did it differently." Bo Xiushen said, "it's delicious."

Liang qiange scooped a spoon and handed it over, saying, "speak less and protect your voice."

Bo Xiushen did not speak. After eating porridge for half an hour, Liang qiange took the medicine and gave it to Bo Xiushen one by one.

On the hanger beside the bed, there are still infusion bottles. Liang qiange looked at the remaining portion and the time on the eye wall, and said, "the doctor said that this bottle will be lost for three hours. When it is nearly over, he will come to pick it up. You should go to sleep first."

Bo Xiu couldn't sleep, and he didn't want to sleep. He just looked at Liang qiange and suddenly reached out to her.

Liang qiange hesitated, or put his hand up.

Bo Xiushen immediately grasped her, rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb and asked, "are you going to the scene?"

He heard Qi Zheng say that she had a play this morning.

Liang qiange said: "I haven't called yet. Maybe the shooting is not smooth. My scene will probably be delayed."

Who knows this words just finished, Liang qiange's mobile phone rang.

She then said two words. After hanging up the phone, she looked at Bo Xiushen and said, "call me over. It's almost over."

Thin Xiushen nodded, some reluctant to let go of her hand.

Liang qiange got up, helped him put the pillow up, looked at his eyes and said: "no matter want to sleep or not, sleep for a while, take medicine and soon get sleepy, call me if you have something."

He nodded again.

Liang qiange touched his forehead again. Before leaving, he determined his temperature. After touching, he couldn't help complaining: "it's not a child anymore. He's joking about his body. Little translators are more sensible than you."

Bo Xiushen said helplessly and gently, "I know it's wrong."

Liang qiange couldn't stand his tone, which made her soft hearted.

She asked him to lie down, covered him with quilts, picked up his mobile phone and silenced it for him: "have a good rest. If the company is short, you won't stop turning. There are so many high-level people who don't have a dry meal."

Bo Xiushen likes Liang qiange to take charge of him and listen to her talk about him. He has a gentle expression and says seriously, "OK."

Liang qiange turned off the light and gently closed the door when he left.

The morning shoot ended after one o'clock.

Because there were two plays in the afternoon, everyone didn't go back. The assistant also sent lunch from the hotel.

Liang qiange didn't eat, changed his clothes and went back directly.

Zhuang fan mouth also stood a grain of rice, lenglengleng asked: "teacher Liang, where are you going?"

Qi Zheng heard Zhuang fan's voice and looked up at Liang qiange.

Liang qiange zipped his coat to the top, covered half of his chin and said, "I'm not hungry. I'll go back and get something. I'll come back in a minute.""Well..." Liang qiange finished and ran away. Zhuang fan didn't stop and murmured in the back: "what's in such a hurry? Cell phones? "

Qi is eating next door table, smell speech clip a green vegetable, said: "general Bo has a fever, she should be worried."

"Ah?" Zhuang fan was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "it's better to leave a lunch box for Mr. Liang? How can you make it in the afternoon without lunch? "

Zhuang fan left a box of rice for Liang qiange and stuffed a big chicken leg in it.

On the other side, Liang qiange ran back to the hotel, obviously in a hurry. When he entered the door, he still lowered his voice and tried not to disturb the sleeping man in bed.

But Bo Xiushen still wakes up.

Ten minutes ago, when the clinic doctor came to get the infusion bottle, he woke up.

There was no light in the room. The window was closed tightly. Liang qiange crept up to the bed. When he reached the bedside, he was about to reach out to touch his thin and heavy forehead. In the quilt, a big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Then he pulled her down and pulled her to him.

Liang qiange was almost called out by his series of actions. She was lying on thin Xiu Shen's body across the quilt. When she finally came back to her senses, she just met the black eyes of the men under her.

After infusion, taking medicine and sleeping again, someone may be in better health. Now he is very arrogant.

Liang qiange stood by the bed and wanted to stand up.

Bo Xiushen pressed her back to prevent her from getting up. They overlapped up and down. After a while, Bo Xiushen's hand began to move up. He crawled up her spine and palm to the back of her head.

He pressed her head down and let her cool lips cover his warm lips.

After a while, Liang qiange moved first. Her right hand supported the pillow beside her to make her upper body stand up a little. Then, her left hand stroked her thin and heavy face. Under the thin and hot eyes, she lowered her head again and gently bit his lower lip.