Madam leg hurts please hug

He picked her up from the bathtub, then grabbed the bathrobe beside her, wrapped her up and hugged her horizontally.

An Xiaoyue let him put herself on the bed in a daze, and asked softly, "Gong Yumo, what are you doing?"

"You have a fever, lie down and rest first."

Gong Yumo tucked the quilt up for her, just as Sister Zhang knocked on the door.

"Master, Madam's Coke ginger tea is ready."

Gong Yumo opened the door and took the bowl in her hand, and ordered, "Sister Zhang, bring the cold medicine and the thermometer."

When Sister Zhang heard this, she hurried downstairs, "I'll go right away."

Gong Yumo put the cola ginger tea on the bedside cabinet. He sat on the edge of the bed and helped An Xiaoyue up to lean on his shoulder, and said softly, "Xiaoyue, come, drink the ginger tea."

An Xiaoyue only felt that her whole body was uncomfortably hot, and her head was so painful that it was about to explode. As soon as she smelled the strong smell of ginger in her nose, she turned her head away and said softly, "I don't want to drink."

"Hey, drink a little." Gong Yumo coaxed patiently, "After drinking, go to get rid of the cold."

An Xiaoyue closed her eyes tightly and turned her head to his arms, determined not to drink.

Gong Yumo coaxed a few more words patiently, but An Xiaoyue didn't intend to drink at all.

He frowned and pondered for a while, then picked up the porcelain bowl and put it to his mouth to take a big sip, then lowered his head to find An Xiaoyue's lips and kissed them.

The tongue lightly pried open her clenched teeth, and then gently passed the ginger tea in his mouth to her.

A warm current flowed down her throat and into her stomach, and the taste of ginger filled her mouth, and An Xiaoyue instantly regained consciousness.

When she half-closed her eyes and saw Gong Yumo put the edge of the bowl to her mouth again, she hurriedly stopped, "I'll drink it myself."

Gong Yumo looked down at her, and curled the corners of his mouth, "That's good, then do it yourself."

An Xiaoyue half-lyed in his arms, and frowning at Gong Yumo's hand, she drank a few gulps.

Gong Yumo didn't let her put the porcelain bowl aside until the bottom of the bowl was empty.

At this time, Sister Zhang came in with a medicine box in a hurry, and handed the medicine box to Gong Yumo.

She asked slightly worried, "Madam is always in good health, why did you catch a cold today?"

"I went out today and blew some cool wind." Gong Yumo held An Xiaoyue in his arms, and pointed the thermometer at her wrist, "It's 38.7 degrees, you need to take antipyretics."

"Then I'll make some porridge for my wife first, and I'll eat it after my wife has a rest." Sister Zhang went downstairs after speaking.

Gong Yumo took out two antipyretics from the medicine box and put them in her mouth, "Come on, take the medicine."

Taking medicine has been a nightmare for An Xiaoyue since childhood.

She hated taking medicine and injections too much, it was bitter and painful.

She leaned against Gong Yumo's shoulder, stretched out her hand and tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Can I not take the medicine?"

"No, you have to get rid of the fever first." Gong Yumo lowered his head and kissed her hot forehead lightly, and said softly, "Hey, just eat two. way."

Hearing that Gong Yumo was about to give medicine with his mouth again, An Xiaoyue's blushing face even licked a blush.

She reluctantly picked up the two medicines in Gong Yumo's hand, put them in her mouth and swallowed them, then took a sip of water from the glass he held up.

"Is it okay?" An Xiaoyue blinked hesitantly, her feverish eyes sparkled, "Yu Mo, I want to sleep."

"Okay." Gong Yumo gently put her on the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly for her, "Go to sleep, it will be fine after a short sleep."

Gong Yumo was just about to stand up and put away the medicine box, but someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

An Xiaoyue frowned slightly, closed her eyes, and stretched out a white wrist to hold Gong Yumo's clothes tightly, "You stay with me."

Gong Yumo smiled slightly, and half-lyed on her side, "Okay, I'll accompany you, let's sleep."

In the past three years, An Xiaoyue has rarely been ill, and she always seems to have magical powers to take good care of him and herself.

No sickness, no leg pain.

He had never seen her as clingy as she was today when she had a few colds.Like a newborn kitten, soft and playful.

Gong Yumo reached out to probe her forehead, and brushed the broken hair on her face to one side, revealing her pale and rosy face.

He smiled slightly, and couldn't help saying, "It would be great if you could always be so obedient."

An Xiaoyue only felt very tired, very tired, and her whole body was heavy. After taking the medicine, she became more sleepy.

She had a long, long dream.

In the dream, An's company went bankrupt.

Those clients who had made good friends with her father began to step back a few times. The crusade by employees, the accountability of customers, and the pressure of public opinion made her parents age a lot in an instant.

Her mother burst into tears and kept crying and crying.

Her father carried everything silently and was bent by the public opinion.

But she could only stand aside and watch all this, those unsavory words attacked her and her family like a storm.

She can't do anything, she can't change all this.

She dreamed about the car accident again.

In a sudden car accident, the man she had fallen in love with since she was a child blocked her under him at the moment of the car accident, but he himself fell into a pool of blood.
She watched Gong Yumo lying on the ground with a bloodless face and covered in blood. She wanted to call for help but couldn't.

She watched his blood spread out little by little along the lines of the road
His life is counting down.
don't want!She don't want to watch her die!

"Don't! Don't! Gong Yumo, I don't want you to die!" She tightly grabbed the hem of his clothes, struggling violently, and even a lot of sweat oozes from her forehead.

Seeing that she seemed to be having a nightmare, Gong Yumo lay down and held her in his arms, and called softly, "An Xiaoyue, I'm here, I'm here."

His embrace was warm and reassuring, An Xiaoyue leaned into his embrace, and slowly woke up.

"Gong Yumo..." She raised her head slightly, her eyes were flushed, and her voice was a little hoarse due to the fever.

"I'm here." Gong Yumo held her hand in his palm, put it to his mouth and kissed it lightly.

"Don't keep bullying me."

An Xiaoyue buried her head in his chest, crying slightly tremblingly, "Don't bully me just because I like you. I will be sad too, and I will be hurt too."

The arms around her tightened slightly, even though her voice was not loud, Gong Yumo heard it clearly.

"An Xiaoyue" he asked uncertainly, "What did you just say?"

"Aren't your ears bad?" An Xiaoyue cried even more fiercely in his arms, sobbing loudly, even her thin shoulders couldn't help shaking, "I said, don't bully me just because I like you I"