The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Suddenly looking back, a dark and cold face came into view. The man exuded a cold, which penetrated into her heart like an electric current.

Fear arose and avoided looking at him.

"Where do you want to go?" A low voice with a thin anger.

"When the fever goes down, of course it's home..." Wendy dare not speak loudly. In fact, at the moment, she is so weak that her voice is very weak.

Qiao Chengxun wanted to retract his hand, but he didn't allow it. Instead, he held it tighter and put his other hand on her forehead.

It's still hot.

Damn it, is this fever gone? This woman's head burned out.

Without saying a word, he picked her up, turned and walked back to the ward.

Wendy realized the direction he was going and struggled anxiously. "I'm going home. You put me down!"

"Don't move." The man snapped.

Wendy shrunk her neck in fright, and her body was quiet.

Back in the ward, Qiao Chengxun gently put her back on the hospital bed, leaving only one sentence: "I'll call a doctor, you'd better not walk around."

Then he left.

Wendy sat on the bed. Yu Guang glimpsed a porridge on the table. She wondered where it came from?

Not long ago, Qiao Chengxun brought the doctor, "deal with it right away."

"Yes, Mr. Joe, take it easy." After all, doctors are people who have experienced countless lives and deaths. Even under the oppression of King Qiao's powerful aura, they can still keep calm.

Take off the needle of the infusion tube, replace it with a new needle, and then want to grasp Wendy's hand.

Wendy, like a frightened kitten, hid at the other end of the bed and shook her head, "I don't want an injection. Can I take medicine?"

The doctor was helpless and advised, "Miss Wen, you have a fever of 40 degrees. The injection will get better quickly. Taking medicine may not reduce the fever."

"40 degrees..." Wendy was stunned. No wonder she always felt her head heavy.

Being fascinated, Qiao Chengxun walked behind her and said in a deep voice, "are you afraid of injections?" The tone was clearly joking.

Wendy's face was slightly hot, but she insisted, "who doesn't have anything to fear..."

Before he finished, Qiao Chengxun suddenly bent down his face, clasped her chin and pressed his lips down.

Wendy's head blew up.

What is king Qiao doing?

I want to struggle, but I'm burning and my body can't exert any strength at all.

The man put his arm around her waist, grabbed her right hand with his other hand and stretched it in the direction of the doctor.

Seeing this, the doctor immediately understood and tacitly held the girl's hand.

Wendy was in a state of struggle. Her small hand consciously held her fist. The doctor easily found the position of the blood vessel.

After eliminating the poison, he quickly inserted the needle.

Shit!

so painful!

The girl frowned and had an impulse to get rid of the needle.

Next time you kill her, don't get sick again. It hurts!

Seeing this, the doctor stepped back and closed the door for them.

Qiao Chengxun's heart is inexplicably painful.

His wife had a fever and he suddenly realized the problem.