Chapter 20

An hour later, Nie Sheng brought a doctor with blonde hair and blue eyes. The doctor prescribed some medicine, ordered the nurses to prepare some hot porridge, and patted Qin Muzi on the shoulder with relief: "don't worry, she is fine!"

It was nearly two o'clock in the morning when the doctor was sent away. Qin Mu Chi felt a little tired, so he took a bath first. After washing some not at ease, turned back to the bedroom of Xia Tong.

In the soft and warm light of the wall lamp, Xia Tong sleeps peacefully. The long black hair covers half a pretty face, and the thin chin is charming. How can such a weak body have so much courage to fight against itself like that?

Qin Mucai is a little curious suddenly. He goes forward to lift the quilt, lies down in it and holds her in his arms.

"Mom..." In his sleep, Xia Tong seems to feel something. He hugs his neck with his backhand, like twisting hemp, and fits every inch of his body.

"Mom Pain... " Xia Tong put his lips close to his mouth and murmured.

Qin Mu Tsai froze for a moment, then sucked her lips, opened her teeth in a gentle way, and tasted all her beauty. Then he hugged her harder.

Close your eyes and enjoy the rare peace and gentleness between him and her.

The morning light of micro cyan came through the gap of the white curtain, shining on a quiet and beautiful face.

Xia Tong wakes up in such a warmth. When he sees the tall man standing beside the bed, a beautiful face of Hibiscus suddenly scares: "you --"

She warily rolled up the quilt, covered her body and hid in the bed.

Ignoring the deliberate vigilance in her eyes, Qin Muzi stepped forward and asked: "do you want to eat?"

"No!" Xia Tong refused very simply.

Suppressing his anger, Qin Mu Chi said: "you haven't eaten for three or four days. Yesterday you had a fever again. If you don't eat any more, your body won't be able to support you."

"It's none of your business!" Xia Tong threw a pillow at him: "you go out for me!"

"Xia Tong!" Qin Mu Chi climbed into bed and saw that she wanted to hide. He grabbed her ankle and pressed her down: "what do you want?"

Xia Tong couldn't get away from it in every way, but cried wrongly: "I want to go, I want to leave here I don't want to stay here anymore. Qin muchI, will you let me go? I beg you, will you let me go? "

Tears like a broken line of beads like a force to fall down, Xia Tong only feel aggrieved to the extreme. Why her? Why her? Obviously she didn't do anything? The injustice between them has never been her business, why she was inexplicably involved in these ravages and injuries? Why?

"Do you really want to go?" After a pause, Qin Mu finally reached for his tears.

Xia Tong choked and nodded.

"That's good." He got out of bed. "I'll let you go."

The cry stops, Xia Tong looks up at him somewhat hesitantly, as if some don't believe: "really?"

"Well." He fidgeted to open the wardrobe, felt out a dark gray shirt and put it on: "I'll let you go, but the premise is - you have to give me a good meal, take medicine and rest seriously, and take good care of my body."

"Mm-hmm..." Xia Tong nodded.

He took a handkerchief and wiped her dirty face. Disgusted to say: "cry dirty, sick to death. Wash your face first, and then come out for dinner. "