The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 617, President of the Shine Group, actually learned the trick.

"Wake up?" The man's voice was at the bedside.

The **** who had been warm for a while in the season turned his vision from blur to clear, and looked at the man in a black shirt at the bedside, but his shirt looked wrinkled, as if holding her to the hospital, she was The traces of his pressure.

"When you wake up, open your mouth, eat the porridge first, you are still taking an injection, and the stomach is not good for the stomach." The ear is a man's low voice.

The warm eyes of the season are focused on the body of the ink, and it is a bit awkward. Where is this? Is she not in Kyrgyzstan? Isn’t Jingjing is not in Beijing? But he... how is it here?

Is still still dreaming or is she not in Kyrgyzstan?

Although there was a bunch of things in the brain that I didn't want to understand, her mouth was very consciously opened. With the action of the man feeding her porridge, a small mouth and a small mouth ate a lot of porridge, feeling like the stomach is not Again, the whole person is much more comfortable.

Most of the bowl of porridge was fed down. After a while, the ink was deep and he came back. After a long time, she came back and put her up on the bed. She put a straw in a cup of warm water and handed it to her mouth to give her a drink. .

After a warm night, the body was dehydrated. After drinking a lot of water, I coughed a few times until the man's hand patiently patted her on the back. She only looked at her **** lips and raised her eyes. Look at him like this: "How come you are here?"

The expression of Mo Jingshen was consistently unpredictable. When she heard her dumb voice, she handed the water to her mouth and let her drink some.

In the warm season, I drank a few more mouths. When I was still drinking, I heard the man who was patiently feeding her to drink water. "If I am not here, I will probably burn a fool when I return to Haicheng."

"I...cough..." The warmth raised the hand without the injection, and looked at the environment of the ward in a blink of an eye. This is the best ward in the hospital in Kyrgyzstan, and I saw the city next to the hospital bed. The identity of the Central Hospital was realized that she was still in the city of Kyrgyzstan.

Therefore, Mo Jingshen is actually a small place where Lianji City is not a bird.

"When did you come?" The season was warm and dumb, and the dumb could say a coherent word. After that, he coughed a few times.

Ink Shen Shen reached out and gave her a pat on her back: "Don't rush to ask, let me slow down."

Until the season warm cough for a while, and hurriedly took the water he had handed over to drink a big mouth, this is comfortable, leaning on the bed, because the needle on the hand can not move, can only look like this he.

Seeing her eyes squatting, obviously still want to ask, Mo Jing said: "I know you are in Kyrgyzstan, I came to see it. I didn't expect that your phone would have been picked up since last night. I arrived in the early morning, 撬The door went in, you are lying in the quilt, and I am afraid that even if a thief goes in, I don’t know."

The warm eyelids are pumping: "Tricks?"

The man’s cold eyebrows move: “You should be thankful that the person who entered the door is me, not someone else.”

Seasonal warmth: "........."

The president of the American Shine Group not only came to this small city where the birds are not smashing, but also learned to slam.

The season warmed down and saw the clothes on his body. I remembered that I had gotten into the quilt when I took off my clothes yesterday. I didn’t say anything. I only looked at the syrup that had not been dripped in the bottle and looked out the window. , dumb voice asked: "What time is it?"

"Not less than eleven o'clock."

"Are you driving over? Or an airplane?"

She couldn't imagine the scene where the ink BOSS flew to Kyrgyzstan and then squeezed the train with others to come to this small town.

"Drive."

Sure enough, the big BOSS could not squeeze the train in this town, although she would like to see this scene.

"I was going to return to Haicheng this afternoon. I didn't expect to have a fever again." Ji Wen said, raising his hand and touching his forehead, but he was burning, his temperature was not low, he could not touch it. What came out, I was a little annoyed when I let go of my hand, and I didn’t have any thoughts about what to do with Mo Jingshen here. I just said, "My luggage and computer are still in my grandmother's house. If I can leave the hospital in the afternoon, I have to take it. Baggage."

Let's not talk about the relationship between her and Mo Jingshen, but the grandmother's house is really not going to live again. She can go early and go early, even if it is a car with ink depth.

"No hurry, I am sick, then you have a fever and a cold, at least two days off, the luggage is first placed, or Shen Mu to take it, or I will accompany you to take it." Mo Jingshen looked patiently She: "First take care of your body that is easy to get sick in the autumn cold weather. Others are secondary."

The warm season does feel that the nose is also blocked. When I was with my grandmother in the hospital, the people around me kept coughing and sneezing. She knew that it was not a good thing, and it was infected.

She coughed again, raised her hand on the side of the painful throat, and licked her throat and said, "The place where I lived last night was my mother's previous room. I have already collected everything in her room. I don’t plan to come back later in this place."

The warm season is also unclear. I want to vent some of the emotions that have been boring these days. I still want to explain to Mo Jingshen about the reasons for coming to Kyrgyzstan. After saying this, I raise my eyes and see that the man is just patient. Her back, and because of her sore throat, helped her to pour another cup of warm water. When she returned to the bed, she asked her: "Is it better now?"

The season warmed nodded: "Much better." At least it was much more comfortable than when I held the umbrella last night and was still wet and cold.

Probably after waking up, the water drank too much. I used to play the bottle when I was asleep. Just for a while, I felt like I wanted to go to the bathroom during the warm season, but I didn’t feel too embarrassed to say it.

“Can I get out of bed first?” The season warmed as he looked at the remaining medicine in the bottle and asked.

"What are you going to get out of bed?"

She didn't say it, but she was really flustered. She just got up and made a position to get out of bed.

The man saw her movements that were weak but insisted on getting out of bed. At a glance, she saw her purpose: "Going to the bathroom?"

The season is warm.

She just sat up and she can be seen.

The warmth of the season did not move, mainly because the needle on the hand made her not move her. She only lowered her eyes and looked at the back of her hand.

Ink Jing deep single-handedly inserted in the trouser pocket, looking at her tangled expression, the look slowly pulled out a smile, when the season warm had to ask for help, the following refers to the separate toilet in the ward, Looking at her with a smile and a smile, apparently asking, would you like him to help her...

(End of this chapter)