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Chapter 149 Feed Her Medicine
It was time to send her back to the guest room, but when he came to the door, he changed his mind and carried her to his bedroom.

She was in a deep sleep and didn't notice anything.

When her back was pressed against his soft Simmons, she instinctively curled up and nestled deep in the bed, like a kitten.

The corner of Lu Jinhan's mouth curved slightly.

Immediately, he covered her with a quilt.

He turned around and went to the bathroom, took a hot shower, and when he was wiping his hair with a dry towel, he heard a woman moaning vaguely on the bed.

He walked over and saw that the woman on the bed frowned.

Moreover, she didn't know when the quilt was thrown off by her. She tossed and turned on the bed, frowning, as if she was uncomfortable.

"What is this woman doing?"

Lu Jinhan muttered, walked over to poke her head.

When I touched it, I found that she had a low-grade fever.

damn it!Why did you have a fever at this time?

He cursed in a low voice, but couldn't let it go.

He hurried downstairs to the kitchen, took out a bottle of Moutai, unscrewed the cap, supported her frail and boneless body, and aimed the bottle at her small mouth.

Wine can keep warm, also has the effect of sterilization.

He feared that her wounds were inflamed and causing the fever.

"Drink it quickly." He frowned and ordered heavily.

However, her consciousness was fluttering, and she subconsciously rejected everything that approached her. As soon as the cold wine touched her mouth, it flowed down the corners of her lips.

She refused to drink, so he had to feed her.

Lu Jinhan picked up the wine bottle, took a sip, then raised her chin, lowered his head, and fed all the wine into her mouth...

But she still resisted, and as a result, her throat was choked, and Song Yinyin began to cough violently.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

She frowned, trying to spit out what was in her mouth.

Lu Jinhan didn't allow her to spit out the drink, and forced her to drink it down. Whenever she opened her mouth, Lu Jinhan covered her mouth with her hand.

"Ahem——" She accidentally choked and coughed again and again, her face flushed even more abnormally.

And her body couldn't stop shaking.

She subconsciously hugged her body with both hands, and muttered unconsciously.

Lu Jinhan lowered his head, leaned close to her lips, and vaguely heard her say: "Mom...Mom...I'm cold..."

It seemed that she was dreaming, probably of her mother.

Lu Jinhan's heart softened, and he subconsciously hugged her, hugged her even tighter into his arms, and used his own body temperature to warm her body.

Sometimes, he stroked her back with his big palm, and sometimes coaxed and said: "It's okay, I'm here, it's okay..."

I don't know if she really heard it, but gradually, the uneasy expression on her face eased, her brows were no longer furrowed, and her limbs relaxed a little.

Lu Jinhan was worried, twisted the towel again, and wiped her hands, limbs, soles of feet, and back...

Slowly, the abnormal flush on her face gradually disappeared.

She became more and more relaxed, squinting her eyes slightly, panting heavily in difficult breathing, and nestled softly in Lu Jinhan's arms.

Probably because this posture is very comfortable, and his body is also very warm. She hugged him instinctively to borrow his body temperature...

If it wasn't for looking at her pitifully and hurting her hand again, Lu Jinhan would have been unable to bear it...

But Song Yinyin didn't sleep well, turning around from time to time, rubbing his feet from time to time, I don't know how much oil was wiped on him...

In this way, Lu Jinhan was tossed until five o'clock in the morning before he barely fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)