Black Lotus attacked me as his wife[Transmigration Book]

Jiang Jingci's fever has not subsided yet, his body is like a small warm stove.

The heat continuously passed down his arms, and Pei Siyue was also taken aback for a moment.

Because he saw the boy closed his eyes again, and gently rubbed his cheek against his arm.Although it was just a simple action, he could actually see... nostalgia from the other person's expression.

Nostalgia?

This idea startled him, how could the protagonist Shou miss the villain Scum Gong?Jiang Jingci must have been confused.

"Get up and go to the hospital." Pei Si was more worried that Jiang Jingci would be stupid, so he pulled his hand back very cruelly, "I'll ask Uncle Meng to prepare the car."

Jiang Jingci frowned, this time he was completely awake.

He raised his eyelids sleepily, and kept staring at Pei Siyue after making the phone call before pulling up the quilt, silently resisting going to the hospital.

Pei Siyue once again experienced the difficulty of being a parent.

"Now is not the time for you to lose your temper." He deliberately put on a straight face, showing the majesty of a scumbag, "I will give you 5 minutes to get dressed, or I will help you get dressed."

This time Jiang Jingci responded.

The boy sat up lazily, his pale lips moved: "Help me wear it."

Pei Siyue: "..."

What's the matter with this kid?Even if Jiang Jingci in the original text was accidentally touched by Pei Ershao, he would feel disgusted in his heart. How could he ask Slag Gong to help him get dressed?

Pei Si became more thoughtful: "You—"

"I don't have the strength," Jiang Jingci said without waiting for him to finish speaking, his voice was weak and hoarse, "Or let Meng Bo come to help me."

Uncle Meng was contacting the hospital downstairs, so he didn't have time to come up to do this kind of thing, not to mention that Jiang Jingci was really seriously ill, and he looked pitiful sitting by the bed with downcast eyes.

Pei Siyue put aside all doubts and packed Jiang Jingci into a rice dumpling.

Half an hour later, the black commercial vehicle stopped at the entrance of a certain private hospital. Pei Siyue refused the driver's uncle's help, and walked towards the hospital with Jiang Jingci supported by himself.

It may be that the fever was too exhausting. Jiang Jingci had difficulty walking. He put half of his body weight on Pei Siyue's body, almost treating him like a human crutch.

This made Pei Si so tired that he was out of breath. For the first time, he realized that Jiang Jingci was not as thin as he looked.

The elevator door opened, and Uncle Meng instructed, "Young Master, take Young Master Jiang to the laboratory to draw blood first, and I will ask Dr. Li to arrange the ward for Young Master Jiang."

Pei Siyue responded, and continued to drag Jiang Jingci forward with difficulty.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard the sound of someone around him breathing in lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Pei Siyue turned his head very sensitively, and looked at the boy's face carefully, "Are you deliberately trying to crush me to death?"

In fact, Jiang Jingci was not in a bad mood anymore, but he suddenly found an effective way to keep Pei Siyue around him.

"I didn't want to crush you to death," Jiang Jingci turned his head away, suppressing the smile in his eyes, leaving only half of the other side's flushed face, "I really have no strength."

All right, all right, you are right to be sick.

Pei Siyue continued to be a crutch, not noticing that someone in the opposite corridor was watching him.

"Young Master Bai," a boy with a crew cut just came back from buying water, and happened to see Bai Xiangxin staring at the distance with a blank expression, "What are you looking at?"

Bai Xiangxin smiled suddenly, but his eyes were cold: "What do you think is the relationship between those two?"

The flat-headed boy looked into the distance and saw two teenagers next to each other. Although one of them was sitting in a wheelchair, he still supported the other boy with his arms as much as possible. Although the posture was a bit funny, it was not difficult to see that the two Personal relationships are intimate.

"Lets be a couple," the crew cut boy sneered, "brothers are not as tired of them."

"Is it."

Bai Xiangxin took the water from the boy's hand, raised his head and took a few sips, his Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed.

However, he only drank half of the water, and the boy with flat hair only heard a "bang" and was splashed all over by the splashing water.

Bai Xiangxin suddenly slammed the water bottle on the ground.

Passers-by looked over frequently, and were so frightened by the gloomy expression on Bai Xiangxin's face that they turned their heads back.

"Young Master Bai..." The flat-haired boy didn't know what kind of evil fire this ancestor suddenly got, and asked cautiously: "Who is making you unhappy?"

Bai Xiangxin ignored him and took a few steps forward, her feet were still a little uncomfortable after taking the medicine.

"No wonder," he looked out the window without blinking, and whispered to himself, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in black mist, and his white neck was stretched with blue veins due to suppressed emotions, "It turns out that the kid is sick and needs You take care."

For Jiang Jingci, you actually learned to lie.

Bai Xiangxin shook his shoulders lightly and laughed uncontrollably.

Seeing Bai Xiangxin in this state for the first time, the crew-haired boy felt a little apprehensive, until he heard that weird and horrifying laughter, he couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, "Young Master Bai, are you okay? "

Bai Xiangxin put away his smile, his eyes were as dark as a well.

"I want you to do something for me."

Jiang Jingci's illness finally improved after hanging the potion for an afternoon. He took his temperature again, and the temperature had dropped to 36 degrees.

Pei Siyue played games all afternoon again, his eyes were so sore that he could barely open them. When Pei Gu came to deliver the meal, he had just fallen asleep on the sofa.

The man was tall, and he had to bow his head when entering the ward door.

He carefully looked at the face of his precious brother, turned his head and asked in a fierce voice: "Why is Xiao Yue's face uglier than yours?"

Jiang Jingci was reading a book when he saw Pei Gu put the book on his lap.

The young man also glanced over, and his gaze stayed on Pei Siyue's sleeping face for a while before he said, "He may be exhausted after playing games all day."

This is correct, if it was in school, Pei Si would listen to one class and sleep in two classes, and his energy would be fully nourished.Now it's no wonder I'm not tired after playing games with excitement for several hours in a row.

Pei Gu reluctantly accepted this reason, put the soup that Xie Anling cooked herself on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, and then sat down on the escort chair.

"Thank you." Jiang Jingci knew that Pei Gu didn't like him, but he still thanked him politely.

Pei Gu immediately retorted with a dark face: "My mother insisted on asking me to send it over, but it has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Jingci nodded noncommittally.

Pei Gu was so bored, he glanced at the back of Jiang Jingci's hand that was bruised with needles, and couldn't help but start to dislike him, "The health is so poor, how will you take care of my brother in the future?"

In the eyes of the domineering CEO, the ideal sister-in-law should be invulnerable and omnipotent, she should be the first to take care of her precious brother when encountering all kinds of difficulties, instead of being weak and weak like she is now lying in the hospital being cared for.

Jiang Jingci also raised his hand to take a look, and sighed softly: "This time it was an accident."

"It's best to be the last time," Pei Gu said solemnly, "Only when the husband and wife are harmonious, can life be more harmonious. If you have a fever every time you finish doing it, my brother will never dare to touch you again sooner or later."

Jiang Jingci: "?"

After Pei Gu finished speaking, he became even angrier, and said angrily, "If you want to win a man's heart, you must first satisfy his needs!"

Jiang Jingci: "..."

"Mr. Pei," after a while, the boy struggled with his words, trying to clarify the truth of the matter, "Actually, the reason I have a fever this time is——"

"Don't talk about it," Pei Gu interrupted directly with a wave of his hand, "I don't want to hear the specific implementation process of you two. I will send you a popular science novel now, which can answer all your doubts."

With a ding-dong sound, Jiang Jingci received a verification message. After he clicked to agree, the other party sent a link—"Click to see JJ Chunai's new work "On the Self-Cultivation of a Sick and Suffering""

Although it was expected, Jiang Jingci still raised his eyebrows subtly.

"There is chicken soup in the thermos. It is a prescription that my mother found from an old Chinese doctor. You drink it up and take care of your body."

After Pei Gu finished speaking, he got up and walked to the sofa, reached out his hand to touch Pei Siyue's temples, turned and left.

Jiang Jingci glanced at the sleeping Pei Siyue again, after thinking about it, he clicked on the link.

When Pei Siyue woke up, it was already dark. He stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, not knowing what night it was, when he heard a woman's voice: "Young master finally woke up?"

Pei Si raised his head more, and saw a young nurse sister standing beside the hospital bed, holding an empty medicine bottle in her hand, "I promised to stay with the bed seriously, and I slept better than anyone else, see Look, how much blood has returned here."

Pei Siyue finally sat up in shock, seeing that the infusion tube was full of blood, the scene was a little horrifying.

"Sorry," he sighed, frowned and looked at Jiang Jingci, "Does your hand hurt?"

Jiang Jingci shook his head.

In fact, he was a bit guilty, if he hadn't been fascinated by reading novels, he wouldn't have done such a stupid thing.

The sister nurse changed the medicine again, and glanced at the thermos bucket on the bedside table with a smile, "You two hurry up and eat, if you have any questions, ring the bell."

Pei Siyue sat on the wheelchair again, came to the hospital bed, and propped up the small table with strange movements.

"Did Uncle Meng deliver the meal?" he asked.

Jiang Jingci stared at Pei Siyue's messy sleeping hair, and raised his hand to poke a stubby hair that stood up.

"No, it was sent by your brother." The boy's voice finally became less hoarse.

Pei Siyue said "Oh", and neatly arranged the three meals and one soup in the thermos, lowered his head and sniffed the bowl of fragrant soup, "What kind of soup is this?"

Jiang Jingci seemed to have thought of something, and directly pushed the bowl of soup in front of Pei Siyue, "Your mother specially made the soup for you."

"Really?" Pei Siyue let out a "grunt" in his stomach, lowered his head and drank seriously.

Jiang Jingci coughed softly to cover up.

The two of them ate and drank enough in the ward, Pei Si was more bored looking through Moments, and suddenly found that Bai Xiangxin had sent a new status.

The copywriting is a gift from a new friend, and the accompanying picture is a cup of new coffee from a high-end hotel.

Pei Siyue instantly recalled the plot.

In the original text, after seeing this status, Er Shao Pei immediately asked his little follower to check the origin of this new friend. As expected, the other party was a handsome young man who had just grown up, and his family background was comparable to that of the Pei family.

So Second Young Master Pei's jealousy broke out again.

After much deliberation, he came up with a crooked idea. In the middle of the night, he pressed Jiang Jingci on the bed and took a picture after the incident, and specially posted it on Moments, only allowing Bai Xiangxin to see it.

The purpose is to be angry with Xiang Xin.

Pei Siyue put on a wooden face again.

Finally, the relationship with the protagonist Shou eased up a bit, and he was eager to try to die again.

"Wife."

Yep, Slag Gong is at it again.

"Honey, can I kiss you?"

Pei Siyue looked at Jiang Jingci uncontrollably, and was forced to show a wicked expression, "Leave you to me tonight, okay?"

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Jiang Jingci: Good!