Er Donghao waved Kai Qingwan to touch his extra hand, and said in a nasty voice, "Don't touch me."

It looks like her hands are poisonous.

Qing Wan was a little angry when he slapped her hands away, but she felt distressed when her face was red.

He is a patient now, and the patient is in a bad mood, she can understand.

Turning around, she walked away.

Er Donghao's sight moved with her figure.

Seeing that she didn't leave but went into the bathroom, Er Donghao was angry again. Seeing how she was familiar with the road, she clearly walked through his room and knew the layout of his room.

What is going on with his men?

Knowing that not everyone can come in his room, he let this woman in.

Er Donghao decided to wait a while and give Chu Yingjie a good meal.

The sound of water came from inside.

What is she doing?

Er Donghao endured the headache and sat up.

Feeling dry lips and tongue, I want to drink water.

Soon, Qing Wan came out with a wet towel in her hand.

Seeing Er Donghao sitting up, she frowned and said to him: "I have a fever, so I don't want to lie down, so I will help you to cover your forehead with a wet towel."

"Do you have family medicine here? Or let your people take you to the doctor?"

Qing Wan approached, seeing Er Donghao still not lying down, she freed a hand to push him, and said, "Lie down."

Er Donghao wanted to slap her hand away again, she had already retracted her hand by herself.

"You said don't touch me."

Er Donghao yelled at her while lying down on his own. The fever was really uncomfortable, not to mention that his head was still painful, as if he was about to explode.

"You are made of mud, you will lose the mud when you touch it?" Qing Wan folds the wet towel sullenly, and then gently presses the towel on his forehead.

Er Donghao stared at her.

She felt that she wanted to ride on his head when he was sick. It was nothing like the person who was afraid of him yesterday.

However, she is a chameleon, ever-changing. If she stays the same, Er Donghao would think there is a ghost.

"Thirsty?"

Although Er Donghao had a bad attitude and stared at her, Qing Wan graciously did not want to care about a patient, and asked him if he was thirsty.

"Dead of thirst. Pour me a glass of water."

Qing Wan looked at him, then smiled low, and drew his gaze again. She was not afraid, turned around and helped him pour a large glass of warm water over, "Drink more water if you have a fever."

Er Donghao sat up, took the glass of water, and took a few sips to relieve the dryness of his throat.

Feeling that the wet towel on his forehead did not fall off, it was Qing Wan who helped him hold it down.

After drinking a whole glass of water, Er Donghao felt that the whole person was a little bit vigorous, but his head still hurts. He lay back on the bed and said to Qingwan: "Go downstairs and tell Yingjie, tell him that I have a headache. , Fever, he knows where the medicine is, and he will send it to me."

Qing Wan responded.

"Do you want more water?"

Er Donghao shook his head.

However, Qing Wan helped him pour an extra glass of warm water, put it on his bedside table, and said: "Drink as you drink. I will go downstairs to help you cook what you want. But now you have a cold, eat Lighter, let me help you make something lighter."

Er Donghao did not refuse.

Only then did Qing Wan leave. When she left, Er Donghao heard her whispering on the tip of her ears: "If you drink or not in the future, you will have a headache."

Er Donghao:...

The concern she showed to him just now is absolutely false!

After Qing Wan left, Chu Yingjie quickly went upstairs.

He knocked on the door outside the room.

Er Donghao sleeps drowsily. People with fever tend to get sleepy.

Hearing the knock on the door, he woke up and responded with a sound before Chu Yingjie dared to push the door in.

"Patriarch."

Chu Yingjie looked worried, "How could the head of the family catch a cold."

Er Donghao sat up strenuously. This time he didn't get sick, he didn't know that he would be weak, and even struggled to get up.

The wet towel on my head is not cold anymore.

As soon as he sat up, the towel fell off.

Chu Yingjie put the medicine he brought on the bedside table and took the towel, "Patriarch, take the medicine first. I asked Dr. Tian and he asked me to take these medicines for you."

Er Donghao hummed indifferently.

Chu Yingjie took the towel into the bathroom and came out soon.

Er Donghao had already taken the medicine. He leaned against the bed and went to Chu Yingjie. Chu Yingjie knew it well, and quickly explained: "Patriarch, Miss Fu insists on staying to take care of you. I can't do anything about it. She is The master’s fiancee, the old lady asked her to come here again."

In the future, it will be their Patriarch's wife.

Chu Yingjie became more jealous of Qing Wan and didn't dare to be too cruel to Qing Wan.

"What fiancée, the marriage hasn't been settled yet." Er Donghao said angrily, "My room, you also let her in, if she..."

Qing Wan came in with a tray. There were a few small dishes on the tray, and two bowls. Er Donghao hadn't seen what was in the bowl.

I wanted to say that I was afraid that Qingwan would take advantage of him to get drunk and mess with him after drinking, relying on him, and holding him responsible. Seeing Qing Wan coming in, Er Donghao stopped what he wanted to say, and looked at Qing Wan gloomily.

Chu Yingjie looked at the two people carefully, wanting to speak but not daring to speak.

Forget it, the owner is sober, he wants to drive Miss Fu out, let the owner speak.

Chu Yingjie decided to be an invisible person and said nothing.

"They have already prepared the food. I picked a few light ones and brought them to you, as well as soup. Today’s soup is also clear soup. You can drink this clear soup if you have a cold. I'm afraid you will lose your appetite. I will replace the meal with Porridge."

Qing Wan ignored Er Donghao's gloomy eyes and came over with the tray. Seeing that the glass of water she had just poured for him was gone, she put the food on the bedside table.

He turned his head and asked Chu Yingjie: "Has your Patriarch take medicine?"

"Ate."

"Fu Qingwan, you go out. From now on, don't come in my room. I don't need to worry about anything I have." Er Donghao hurried out Qingwan coldly.

Qing Wan, who was putting the dishes on the bedside table, stopped. After looking at Er Donghao, she took care of her again and said softly: "Eat something first, you must be hungry. You That said, being hungry will affect your ability to think."

Er Donghao frowned.

Qing Wan prepared the food and said to Chu Yingjie: "Mr. Chu, you go out first and I will take care of him."

Er Donghao had a black face, "Fu Qingwan, can you not hear what I say? Do you want me to use a horn to speak to your ear? Do you want me to explain it to you word by word?"

Qing Wan smiled, "Then explain its meaning to me word by word."

Er Donghao, Chu Yingjie:...

"Those of yours, it's okay to help you out, but in terms of taking care of the patients, I think they are inferior to me." Qing Wan put the spoon into Er Donghao's hand, beautiful eyes looked at Er Donghao gently , "Try this soup, it's delicious, I just drank a bowl."