Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Bao Jingxing raised his hand to brush away the sweaty hair on her forehead, trying to make her feel more comfortable, and at the same time comforted her: "It's okay, you just don't get used to the temperature here, and your body just got sick from stress."

Qin Yiren once heard a similar statement from a professor when he was studying at the University of Medical Sciences.

Traveling from the river city with four distinct seasons to the tropics where the four seasons are long and summer, it is inevitable that you will not get used to it for a while, and it is indeed not a problem.

Taking advantage of the free time between the two of them talking.

The doctor named Jason was fiddling with the needle, and the gleaming needle tip pierced the skin on her arm, injecting colorless and transparent medicine into her body.

The medicine looked ordinary, but it was very irritating.

Qin Yiren flinched in pain, vaguely feeling that she was astonishingly hot, slowly melting like a snow lion facing the sun, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What is my body temperature now?"

"Just checked, it's currently 38 degrees seven."

Bao Jingxing held her hand, wanting to bear the pain for her pitifully: "Don't be afraid, what Jason gave you is a useless antipyretic in China, and your body doesn't have any resistance to the medicine, it will take effect very quickly, and it will soon be Fever gone."

Qin Yiren listened in a daze, not in the mood to appreciate Bao Jingxing's tenderness, and there were bursts of disturbing humming in his ears, all of which were side effects of high fever.

Gently push Bao Jingxing away.

She lay back on the quilt softly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while."

"alright, please wait."

Bao Jingxing rubbed the top of her hair, got up and sent the doctor away.

Qin Yiren braced himself, watching Bao Jingxing go back and forth without knowing why, opened the wardrobe in the room, and took out the bedding that hadn't been taken apart yet.

He leaned over and carried her to the sofa.

Bao Jingxing changed the sweaty quilt on the bed, went to the bathroom to turn on the water, returned to her again, and said in a warm voice, "Xiaoqian, I know you don't have an appetite, but in order to recover soon, you need to eat something to absorb nutrients. "

Qin Yiren raised his eyes to look at him, his heart was beating heavily in his chest, his eyes were soft and lifeless, and his pale face was extremely fragile.

Slowly understood what Bao Jingxing meant.

Her throat was terribly dry, her heart seemed to be on fire, and she felt tired even if she wanted to speak, so she shook her head dizzily.

I just went through something that I couldn't help myself.

Even if she is not sick, she has no appetite.

"Xiaoqian." Bao Jingxing's pretty brows frowned, opened the small refrigerator in the room, fetched a bottle of warm juice for her, inserted a straw and delivered it to her, "Nothing is more important than your health now, don't choose Get in trouble with me at this time, okay?"

Her pain and resistance, in his opinion, can be described as a non-painful quarrel.

The slender eyelashes trembled, and Qin Yiren silently bit the straw.

The sweet juice moistened her thirsty throat, and her voice was no longer so hoarse when she spoke again: "I'm not quarreling with you, I really have no appetite."

Unless it is absolutely necessary, she will not be so stupid as to joke with her own life.

Today, she is no longer the dispensable adopted daughter of the Huang family, but has a family who loves her, and Bao'er who needs her. She still has a lot to do, how can she think about it?
"...Okay." Bao Jingxing didn't want to argue with her, so he continued coaxingly, "Then you should at least take a hot bath, change into comfortable clothes, and eat after waking up, okay?"

Qin Yiren listened listlessly, and understood that his arrangement was right, and stood up staggeringly while propping up his frail body.

"careful!"

She looked as if she was about to fall the next moment.

Bao Jingxing pulled her into his arms with quick eyesight and quick hands, and fondled her: "You have to be brave even when you're sick, let me help you."

Qin Yiren was seriously ill, and his thinking slowed down a few beats, and he couldn't understand what he meant immediately.

Just when she was slightly startled.

Bao Jingxing had already picked her up horizontally, and brought her directly into the bathroom. He asked her to stand upright against the wall, and gently lifted the clothes on her shoulders with his slender fingers.

Because of the fever, her porcelain-white skin was dyed with a slight blush, scalding with distinct heat.

But Bao Jingxing's fingers were very cold, brushing across her shoulders lightly and lightly, causing her to come back to her senses suddenly, her eyes widened as if in shock, she hugged the clothes that were about to slip off, and said stammeringly: "I, I will do it myself."

If she was more traditional in the past, she wanted to save the best moment after marriage.

So now, after going through all these things, she no longer wants to have a skin-to-skin relationship with Bao Jingxing, at least not now.

Hearing her panicked rejection.

Bao Jingxing's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood there without leaving, and said softly, "Xiaoqian, I've already had someone prepare for your wedding, and you're going to be my wife soon, and I just want to take care of you when you're sick." ,What is the problem?"

Qin Yiren looked at the cold wall in front of him, speechless and unable to answer.

According to Bao Jingxing, of course the fiancée who are about to get married should not have such worries, but she is not ready for the upcoming marriage at all.

"Jing Xing."

She had no choice but to soften her tone, she looked back at the handsome and elegant man, and said after deliberation: "I can do it myself, I don't want to trouble you, and I'm very sorry..."

"I don't find it troublesome."

Undoubtedly interrupted her.

Bao Jingxing looked sideways at the folded bath towel, shook it out and handed it to her, and asked patiently, "Is this okay?"

Qin Yiren took the towel, wrapped it around her body carefully, and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Done.

Bao Jingxing took off her clothes in person, and because of the cover of the bath towel, even if they were alone and widowed, they couldn't see any ambiguity at all.

The hanging heart fell.

Qin Yiren thanked her hoarsely, and helped Bao Jingxing lie down slowly in the bathtub. The warm running water washed away the sticky cold sweat on her body, and made her squint her eyes comfortably.

Bao Jingxing looked down at her for a moment, then left the bathroom briefly.

Watching the man's slender figure leave.

Only then did Qin Yiren truly relax, sinking weakly in the bathtub, his body so limp that he didn't even want to move his fingers, silently sorting out the information he had collected from the guests before falling asleep in his mind.

First of all.

Bo Jingxing brought her to a certain tropical country, and this is a resort island belonging to that country.

The island is full of rich people and stars, and the beautiful scenery is expensive. The residents almost all come for vacation, and almost every day there are different banquets.

The necessary daily necessities are air-dropped by special personnel, and a satellite phone is required to contact the outside world, so it is not realistic to leave secretly.

thought here.

Qin Yiren's brain is completely down, the most urgent thing is to recover from his illness, and he must think carefully about other things and act cautiously.