The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1140 Don't Scare Her
Ling Feng picked up the forehead thermometer and re-measured his body temperature. He looked up and saw Mo Junting's nervous face, and teased him deliberately: "Do you want a needle or a spanking needle?"

Before Mo Junting could react, Yan Zhixin jumped up on the spot: "Do you really want to fight?"

Mo Junting glanced at Ling Feng: "Don't scare her."

He had been scared just now.

Ling Feng shrugged helplessly: "Okay, no need for injections, just take some medicine."

Yan Zhixin looked at him suspiciously: "Is it okay?"

Ling Feng said with a calm face: "The fever will subside slowly, but it is good for the body. When it rises at night, put on a fever-reducing patch."

Yan Zhixin obediently got up and took the medicine.

Mo Junting handed her medicine and water at the side.

After taking the medicine, Yan Zhixin leaned on the bed, looked at the books and documents he had piled up on the bedside table, and suddenly remembered an important thing: "Emperor Entertainment will go public tomorrow!"

Mo Junting raised his eyebrows: "And then?"

Yan Zhixin was a little embarrassed: "I haven't read the materials until now, is there a problem?"

During this period of time, she completely let go of the work of Emperor Entertainment.

She needs to appear at the listing ceremony tomorrow, but she doesn't even know the process!

Mo Junting took out a document and handed it to her. She directly turned to the page of the process, glanced at it, and then put it back with peace of mind. She nestled on the bed again, um... nothing else, she's fine for going through the motions.

While Mo Junting was handling the work, she watched from the side.

Want to poke him, but worried about affecting him.

After finally waiting for him to finish his work, pick up the book and start reading, she was already dizzy with fever again.

The fever is slow to take medicine, if it doesn't go away tomorrow, wouldn't she have to go to the listing ceremony with a fever?

Ling Feng, that bastard!

She grabbed Mo Junting's clothes and told him what was in her heart - but she didn't pay attention to whether she said it or whether he heard it.

She fell asleep again.

Closing her eyes, she only remembered that Mo Junting was holding the book while patting her lightly through the quilt.

Sleep until you wake up naturally.

When I woke up, it was daylight.

No one was around.

Touch the bed, it's cold.

Mo Junting always got up early, so she didn't take it seriously, and took a forehead thermometer to measure her temperature. Seeing that it was a low-grade fever, she didn't take it to heart, and got up to wash.

Walking out of the room, there was no one around in the silence.

She realized something, turned her head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and jumped up immediately.

The listing ceremony is about to begin.

That bastard Mo Junting didn't even wake her up!
Taking care of herself as quickly as possible, Yan Zhixin rushed downstairs, drove a car casually, took out Zhao Rishang's stunt, and sped towards the venue.

When we arrived at the venue, almost everyone was there.

Yan Zhixin put on her mask and hurried inside.

Suddenly, I collided with another man who was in a hurry.

The other party looked very unfamiliar.

(End of this chapter)