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Chapter 894 The President’s Killer Lover (26)

The car moved slowly.

Lu Yanjin leaned on the back seat, lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Le Tong glanced secretly at Lu Yanjin who was sitting not far from him, moved his buttocks and approached cautiously, stopped when he was an arm's length away from Lu Yanjin, and asked in a low voice, "You look very strange, what's wrong?"

Lu Yanjin still maintained this posture without speaking.

Le Tong was puzzled, and moved a little bit in the direction of Lu Yanjin, leaned in front of him, and stared at him seriously, it didn't matter if he didn't look at him, but he found that Lu Yanjin's face was very wrong, how could he be so red? Out of concern, Le Tong stretched out his hand to touch his face...

"Who!" Accompanied by a cold voice, a strong hand grabbed Le Tong's hand, and Lu Yanjin suddenly opened his eyes, which were full of vigilance.

"It's me." Even though Lu Yanjin had pinched her hand red, Le Tong didn't care, "You don't look right, you seem to have a fever, let me have a look."

Lu Yanjin snorted coldly, "Do you think I will believe you?"

"I'm solemnly telling you now, no matter what other people do, I will never do anything to hurt you or endanger the country." His eyes were firm and his voice was loud.

The look in her eyes was so sincere that Lu Yanjin almost believed it, but when he thought of her threatening him earlier, he felt amused, "If it is really like what you said, why did you disguise yourself as a man and approach me? What do I get from me?"

"Anyway, I left my words here, time will tell everything, I just fell in love with you, I want to chase you, it's that simple." Talking is useless, Le Tong didn't bother to tangle with him on this issue, and his subordinates worked hard , using ingenuity to break free from his hand, and touched his forehead accurately.

Lu Yanjin was stunned, only felt a pair of cool hands on his forehead, which contrasted with his scorching skin, made him very comfortable, I don't know if it was because of his inability to push the woman in front of him away, or because of others. For reasons, he no longer resists Le Tong's approach.

"It seems to have a fever." Le Tong withdrew his hand, walked to the side of the cabinet and squatted down, found a portable medicine box without any mistakes, then returned to Lu Yanjin's side, opened the medicine box, put the thermometer, alcohol He took it out and sterilized the thermometer with alcohol before placing it on his forehead.

The distance between her and her is no more than one palm away, very close, the tip of her nose lingers with the fragrance from her body, fresh and elegant, Lu Yanjin can even feel her breathing, and seeing her concern from the bottom of his heart, his heart is slightly warmed.

"39.8 degrees." Le Tong glanced at the value on the thermometer, looked down at the slightly tired Lu Yanjin, and stabbed, "You are capable, you can last for such a long time with such a severe burn, I said at the banquet I'll see what's wrong with you." His tone was unabashedly concerned, with a hint of anger mixed in.

He often works sick, not because he doesn’t care, but because he doesn’t have time. Unless it’s serious enough to really need a doctor, he won’t call a doctor easily. Every time a doctor checks him up, it takes a long time , he thought it would take up his time at work.

Lu Yanjin didn't understand why she was suddenly angry, and he didn't open his mouth to explain.

Le Tong bent down to clean the thermometer before putting it back to its original place, then took a few cold medicines from the medicine box, poured a glass of water and handed it to Lu Yanjin, "Take the medicine."

(End of this chapter)