love addiction

She clenched her fist uneasily before returning to the dressing room.

Find your mobile phone and send a text message to Luo Feimo.

In her current situation, it is definitely not appropriate to call.

He also roughly said something in the text message, telling him not to worry or something, and then turned the phone to silent, not to make noise until Long Yejue was the priority, and then came out.

The man on the bed closed his eyes and ordered, "Pour me a glass of water."

Tang Mianmian took the cup, poured water for him and handed it over.

"Feed me a drink."

When he said this, he didn't lift his eyelids.

Tang Mianmian frowned, put down the cup and helped him up.

After all, she was weak, and she couldn't help the uncooperative patient at all.

Tang Mianmian knew that he was trying to embarrass herself, so she could only turn down and go downstairs again, took the straw and went upstairs.

Put the cup on one end and stuff it into his mouth.

The man was upset, opened his eyes and stared at her.

"You can only drink like this if you don't get up." Tang Mianmian said innocently.

Make him a big man drink water with a straw in his mouth? !
It would be better to let him die!

Long Yejue glared at her before sitting up, threw the straw in the cup far away, raised his head and drank the water, and threw the cup to Tang Mianmian along the way.

Tang Mianmian took the cup and put it down, seeing his displeased expression, couldn't help cursing.

Since you're so upset, wouldn't it be good to get up early?

"Does Master Jue have any orders? If there are no orders, I will go to rest." Tang Mianmian asked respectfully.

That expression, movement, and tone of voice are all undoubtedly the same as that of a servant.

But the more she was like this, the more upset Long Yejue felt.

She really thinks of herself as a servant, right?
rest! ?
He, Long Yejue, didn't take a break. Can she rest? !
"Did I tell you that you could rest?" Long Yejue asked lightly.

"Just ask for anything."

"I want to take a shower!"

"..."

Enduring it, Tang Mianmian said, "You have a wound now, and you are not suitable for bathing. No matter how uncomfortable you are, you should endure it. This is the doctor's suggestion."

Long Yejue raised his narrow black eyes, "I just want to take a bath! Will the servant care so much?"

Tang Mianmian understood that she was deliberately contradicting her.

Long Yejue was helpless with such a situation, and sighed silently in her heart, before she said, "Otherwise, I'll scrub you and try to avoid the wound."

"Alright." This would trouble her more, and he would feel comfortable.

Resigned to his fate, Tang Mianmian took the water basin and towel and came out.

Because it was scrubbing, the water temperature was naturally higher, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to twist the towel too hard.

After rolling it several times, he twisted the towel, bent down and began to wash his face seriously.

Long Yejue closed his eyes and let her work.

He enjoys being served by her very much, because in this way, he is her everything, because she focuses on him.

Tang Mianmian's movements were very light, and she also avoided his wound.

Looking at it from such a close distance, the wound is very hideous and scary.

It's really unimaginable how this man gritted his teeth and took out the bullet without using anesthesia.

If it was her instead, I'm afraid she would just faint before taking it?
"Turn over." Tang Mianmian came over to change a basin of water and said to him.

"Is this the end?" He opened his eyes and asked displeased.

Tang Mianmian looked at him innocently, deliberately not understanding what he meant.

"Do you only wash your upper body in the shower?" He asked coldly.

Tang Mianmian squeezed the towel before gritting her teeth and resigning herself to do as he ordered.

While comforting myself in my heart, just treat it as a nurse taking care of patients, it's nothing.

Having said that, a strong psychological construction has also been done, but it is really difficult to implement.

She did this almost holding her breath, and when she returned to the bathroom, her whole body softened and she collapsed on the ground...

I really want to curse this nasty man for eating instant noodles without seasoning packets for the rest of his life!

Then he chuckled at his curse, Long Yejue probably never had instant noodles in his life, right?
After tidying himself up and coming out, Long Yejue had already fallen asleep comfortably.

She turned off the therapeutic device, put it aside, and carefully covered him with a quilt.

It was at this time that he could be quieter and less domineering.

Next to the bed, there is a sofa, which is where she plans to sleep tonight.

As soon as he turned around, someone grabbed his hand from behind.

She turned her head suddenly and frowned at Long Yejue.

He didn't open his eyes, and moved her to the bed.

Afraid of bumping into his wound, Tang Mianmian could only roll aside.

This roll happened to be in his arms.

The corner of Long Yejue's mouth raised, and he said flatly, "As a servant, you should take care of her personally."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Who wants to take care of me personally!
She wanted to get up, but he had already pinned her down with his legs crossed, and said, "If you struggle like this, you will touch my wound."

In a word, all her actions were frozen, and she could only look at him with her eyes open.

And he was tired and fell asleep.

Tang Mianmian thought, wait a minute, wait a little longer, when he falls asleep, she can get up secretly.

Just waiting, she also fell asleep.

After all, after a day of tossing, and her body was already very weak, she was almost exhausted and paralyzed, so it was understandable that she would fall asleep.

It was only at this time that the two people in the truce could get along so peacefully.

There is no harm, no escape, only the warmth of embracing and sleeping.

This was the first time the two of them slept in the same bed after Long Yejue left Jiangcheng. Tang Mianmian slept very deeply. If it wasn't for the rustling sounds in her ears, she could almost sleep until dawn.

"water……"

The man beside him spoke in a low voice.

She fumbled to turn on the light, but touched his arm...

"It's so hot!" She got up hurriedly, turned on the light, and looked at Long Yejue.

He seemed to be suffering, and he was frowning, occasionally uttering a raving sound.

The skin all over his body was terribly hot, and Tang Mianmian was so frightened that he hurried to pour water for him.

This time, the straw was brought to his mouth, and he drank a large glass of water without much resistance.

Tang Mianmian guessed that the high fever was caused by the inflammation of the wound, and immediately went out of the room to find Lan Xiu.

As soon as Lan Xiu fell asleep, he heard knocks on the door, and came out with his clothes on again.

What he saw was Tang Mianmian's face full of panic, his eyes were red, as if he had been crying, and he said with a crying voice, "Lan Xiu, Long Yejue has a high fever, call the doctor quickly."

"Master Jue has a fever?" Lan Xiu was also surprised, and quickly fumbled for his mobile phone to call the doctor, while not forgetting to comfort the panicked Tang Mianmian, "It should be a high fever caused by inflammation of the wound, don't be too nervous, it means that the body has already Once you recover, the doctor will be here."

"Okay." Although she was nodding, her body was still trembling slightly from fright.

Back in the room, Long Yejue was looking for water again.

Tang Mianmian quickly poured water to feed him, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Very scorching temperature.

She had to physically cool him down before the doctor came.

Tang Mianmian imitated his mother's method of physically cooling Xixi.

He took a warm towel, untied his shirt, and wiped the cooling acupuncture points.

Repeat over and over again.

During the period, she changed several basins of water back and forth, and on the fifth time, she reached out and touched Long Yejue's forehead.

Because she kept getting hot water, she couldn't feel whether she had a fever, so she could only use her forehead to test it.

Bending down slightly, he pressed his forehead against his forehead, felt it for a while, and found that the temperature was not as hot as before, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to back away, but Long Yejue's eyes opened.

Although her eyes were reddened due to the fever, they were still deep and tightly locked into her eyes.

Tang Mianmian was so watched that she forgot to move, she just pressed her forehead against his and stared blankly at him...

Long Yejue's pupils flickered, he reached out to grab the back of her head, and pressed it directly on his lips.

She groaned, reacted abruptly, and began to struggle.

The man wanted to warn her not to move around, but the door was pushed open from the outside...

At that moment, Tang Mianmian really wanted to get under the bed to avoid it, it was too embarrassing.

Lan Xiu didn't expect the room to be so hot, coughed awkwardly, and said in Long Yejue's murderous eyes, "Doctor, the doctor is here."

The doctor was an old man. He walked in calmly and began to examine Long Yejue.

Tang Mianmian kept backing away, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

But she took less than two steps back when the man swept over with warning eyes.

The meaning is obvious, let her stay there!

Afraid of affecting the patient's mood, Tang Mianmian could only stand there in embarrassment, neither crying nor laughing.

After the doctor finished the examination, he was sure that it was a high fever caused by the inflammation of the wound, so he prescribed several sets of medicine and put on an intravenous drip.

This is a test for Long Yejue's patience, but he has no choice but to accept it now.

When the IV was put on, the doctor left, and Lan Xiu returned to his room, it was already an hour later.

Tang Mianmian found a chair to sit down, and just stood by his bed, "Do you still want to drink water?"

"Yeah." He nodded, his voice hoarse.

It should be caused by fever.

And he also started to sweat because of the effect of western medicine, this is the time when he needs hydration most.

Tang Mianmian poured water for him, plugged in a straw and handed it over. Before he got close to his mouth, he heard the man's displeased voice, "How dare you try putting that thing in my mouth."

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Didn't I just use this drinking water?

But seeing the gloomy expression on the man's face, she couldn't argue with him, so she could only reach out to help him.

With just a move, his brows were furrowed, and a trace of pain flashed in his handsome eyes.

Tang Mianmian was so frightened that she let go of her hand, and asked nervously, "Did you drag the wound?"

"Yeah." He closed his eyes and nodded, waiting until the burning pain passed.

"Then what should we do? Otherwise, you should use a straw." She persuaded.

Long Yejue didn't even lift his eyelids, he pursed his thin lips tightly, obviously rejecting her suggestion.

Tang Mianmian was helpless, knowing that when a person is sweating with a high fever, the feeling of interference in the throat is very painful.

After thinking about it, she made a bold decision.

Picking up the water glass, took a big sip of water, put it in his mouth, and leaned over to kiss him on the lips...

The man opened his eyes in surprise, and looked at the woman who was close at hand.

She closed her eyes tightly with a desperate expression.

Some cute, some ridiculous.

Tang Mianmian didn't dare to open her eyes to look at him, fearing that the feeling of embarrassment would make her shrink back, so she tried her best to drown the water in her mouth.

Long Yejue greedily drank the water to moisten his throat, and occasionally a drop of water fell from the corner of his mouth, but it didn't hurt his good mood.

After one mouthful of feeding, Tang Mianmian's face was already blushing, and she lowered her head not to look at him.

"Still thirsty." The man didn't stop, but pushed forward.

Tang Mianmian bit her lip, her hands shaking the cup.

"Didn't you hear? I'm still thirsty!" Long Yejue reminded her clearly again.