Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 1067 Gossip First Sister (54)

Although his consciousness was muddled, he knew in his heart that once the temperature cooled down, he had to leave temporarily.

Only when his body reaches a certain degree of discomfort, his consciousness will be "awake" for a while.

"You don't want me to help you cool down?" He repeatedly blocked himself, and Sang Jian also realized his resistance.

"But in this way, the brain of your body may really be burned out."

Sang Jian squatted down again, looked at his flushed profile, and asked earnestly, "You recognize me, right?"

That's why he came to her room when he was feeling bad.

He understood this sentence.

"He Qingfeng" tilted his head slightly, his dull eyes looked at Sang Jian's position, and he was trying to focus his gaze.

It's a pity that after trying several times, I still can't see the people in front of me clearly.

Of course he recognized her, she had an aura that he was familiar with and liked.

This was the first time he met her in this state, but it was so uncomfortable...

"Sang..." The hoarse voice came from his mouth again.

He didn't seem to be able to say anything else but her name.

Sang Jian raised another cold hand and put it on his forehead, hoping it would make him feel better.

She had a dignified expression, pursed her lips, and didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long time, she said: "Let's not worry about this moment, okay? I have always been by your side, and I will always be by your side in the future, and I will always wait for you until you come back."

"So... now you are obedient and cool down, okay?"

She probably guessed that once the fever subsides, he will return to the He Qingfeng who has no memory, so he wants to stay for a while.

But if it continues to burn, it may affect his own data. After all, his problem of not eating hot food is caused by that data.

What if something really happened and I couldn't see the complete him in the future?
"He Qingfeng": "..."

In no mood.

Wronged.

I want to hold hands with her for a while.

But she didn't seem to like it, otherwise why did she keep wanting to leave him?

He Qingfeng pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and remained silent, but he had no intention of letting go of his hands.

Sang Jian waited patiently for him to let go, still coaxing him softly, "You don't want to become a fool in the future, do you? If you become a fool, I will always be bullied by me in the future, and you will never turn over again. !"

"He Qingfeng": "..."

But she didn't say that if she became a fool, she wouldn't want him.

So, even if she becomes a fool, she will be by her side, right?

He tightened his grip on Sang Jian's wrist a little more.

Sang Jian took a deep breath, and when he was about to say another word, he slowly let go of his hand.

His dull eyes were fixed on her.

Sang Jian got up quickly, went to the bathroom, wrung out a towel with cold water, and stuck it on his forehead.

By the way, I poured him a glass of cold water.

He said it was to help him reduce his fever. His condition was not caused by some common illness, and he didn't know whether taking antipyretics would work or not?

Just try it out for now.

After feeding him cold water, his eyes seemed to be much clearer.

But still a little confused and empty, people don't know what he is thinking.

Sang Jian sat on the ground leaning on the sofa, watching him quietly.

Wait for a while, if it doesn't work, go downstairs and ask someone to take him to the hospital.

Neither of them spoke, and the room was so quiet that one could hear each other's breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, Sang Jian heard a rustling sound from the sofa.

She hurriedly looked back...

(End of this chapter)