Uncle President, please advise me for the rest of my life

Like a gorgeous girl with hair-spring.

This was Luo Tongtong's first feeling.

Mo Shiqian's gaze was a little confused, and there was still mist in his eyes, which were clear and deep, adding a bit of beauty to a weak beauty for no reason.

Her intuition told her that she could leave now, but Luo Tongtong felt that her whole body was stiff and unable to move, and only the man in front of her was left in her eyes and heart.

After a while, it was Mo Shiqian who asked, his voice was unusually hoarse, "What are you doing?"

"I...I..." Luo Tongtong stammered for a long time but could not utter a complete sentence.

After the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, Mo Shiqian smiled, "Luo Tongtong, do you want to throw yourself into your arms so early in the morning?"

Hearing the familiar tone of beating, Luo Tongtong sat up straight suddenly, gave him a hard look and said, "If I hadn't given you the medicine, you wouldn't know how sick you would be now."

It's fine if you don't thank her, but you still want to take advantage of her when you open your mouth.

She automatically ignored who was obsessed with beauty and refused to leave just now.

Mo Shiqian moved his body, but found that his whole body was sore, and immediately frowned.

Looking at it, Luo Tongtong felt a little distressed for him, "You are sick, take a good rest first, and leave the rest alone."

Mo Shiqian closed his eyes, and then let out a long breath. He now feels that it is very difficult to speak.

Probably because of the medicine, he fell asleep again after a while.

Luo Tongtong just sat in the room with him and stayed with him all morning, taking his temperature with the thermometer from time to time.

It wasn't until seeing that the temperature had finally dropped a little that Luo Tongtong breathed a sigh of relief.

At this rate, it shouldn't be a problem to get better.

At noon, Luo Tongtong stood in the kitchen and began to worry. What should the patient eat?

It would be great if Mama Liu was here.

And with her craftsmanship, I don't know if she can do it well. After all, Mo Shiqian's appetite is quite picky, and now that she is sick, she dare not use her craftsmanship to make mistakes.

After struggling for a while, she ordered a light porridge and some side dishes.

The takeaway brother quickly delivered the food, and Luo Tongtongsheng finished it in the bowl and brought it upstairs.

"Mo Shiqian, it's time to eat."

Mo Shiqian struggled to open his eyes, but he could only see a vague figure swaying in front of him. His mind was in chaos, so he simply closed his eyes again.

Luo Tongtong put the bowl on the bedside table, then squatted beside the bed, worried, "Mo Shiqian, are you still feeling bad?"

Why does this cold medicine seem to have no effect at all?

Mo Shiqian took a few short breaths and did not answer her question.

Luo Tongtong took the thermometer to measure his temperature again, but she was dumbfounded again.

Why is there still an upward trend?She just went down to order a takeaway.

She stood up in a panic, "Mo Shiqian, just wait, I'll call the doctor right away."

However, just as she got up, her wrist was pulled suddenly. The temperature in Mo Shiqian's palm was hot, and he said softly, "Don't go..."

Luo Tongtong had no choice but to squat down again, feeling depressed and uncomfortable, "But you are still sick now."

After a while, Mo Shiqian finally managed to say something, "I don't like seeing a doctor."

"But……"

Luo Tongtong wanted to say something else, but Mo Shiqian pulled her into his arms angrily, and then wrapped his arms around her waist tightly.

The bodies of the two were pressed tightly together, and Luo Tongtong felt that he was about to be infected and his whole body became hot.

After waiting for a while, she struggled, "Mo Shiqian, let me go first, you're going to strangle me so hard that I can't breathe."

However, Mo Shiqian, who was in a daze, didn't hear what she was saying clearly. He only thought that she was going to call the doctor again, so he stepped up his movements.

The obviously ambiguous posture, but now Luo Tongtong is going to cry for his father and mother.

"I'm not going to be a doctor anymore, can you let me go first?"

What answered her was Mo Shiqian's sleeping breathing.

Luo Tongtong was almost defeated by him, and it took a lot of effort before she broke free from his arms.

There was no way, she could only feed this man food and drink medicine little by little, and then prayed that he would get better soon.

Until night falls.

Mo Shiqian slowly opened his eyes. The lights in the room were still on, and his eyes became more sour. He took a while to get used to it before observing the surrounding situation.

The most conspicuous one was probably Luo Tongtong who was lying on the bedside and fell asleep.

He knew that he had been sick all day, in a daze, his mind was not very clear, and he didn't remember what happened during the day, he only knew that the person in front of him had been with him all day.

Mo Shiqian slowly stretched out his hand, and gently touched her forehead with his fingertips, and finally stroked her soft cheek with his entire palm, with a tenderness of nostalgia.

This feeling of being taken care of when sick and accompanied by each other will always inadvertently poke the softness in the deepest part of a person's heart, no matter how tough and indifferent this person looks on the outside.

Mo Shiqian sighed secretly, and finally withdrew his hand, "Luo Tongtong, it's time to get up."

Because Luo Tongtong's posture was not right, he moved his body with some difficulty, "Don't disturb me, I want to sleep..."

Mo Shiqian replied, "Eat a meal, take a bath, and then go to sleep."

In the next second, Luo Tongtong suddenly raised his head and looked at him with surprise, "Mo Shiqian, are you awake?"

Mo Shiqian smiled faintly, "Yes."

"You're really scaring me to death." Luo Tongtong rushed over instantly, with a crying tone in his tone.

Caught off guard and being thrown into her arms, and he was still lying on the bed, Mo Shiqian felt that he was almost slowed down, but he still raised his hand and patted her on the back, comforting her, "I'm fine. "

After venting, Luo Tongtong thought of another question, "Don't you look very strong physically? Why did you suddenly get sick?"

Mo Shiqian raised his eyebrows, "I would like to ask, yesterday I started to have diarrhea shortly after eating, whose fault is it?"

Later, he was a little exhausted, so he fell asleep on the bed. He probably caught cold in the middle of the night, so he fell ill early in the morning.

Luo Tongtong was stunned, it turned out that this was true, at that time she thought she was dreaming.

She covered her face, a little afraid to look at him, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Mo Shiqian just wanted to tease her out of habit, and didn't take this matter to heart.

But Luo Tongtong couldn't blame himself.

Seeing her covering her face and refusing to let go, Mo Shiqian frowned, "Luo Tongtong?"