At that time, he watched Mo Yuhan cover the quilt and close his eyes to sleep. Then he turned to go back to bed.

But before he got into bed, he heard Mo Yuhan's cough at the beginning.

At this moment, Shi Chu came back to Mo Yuhan and looked at him with a slight frown, showing a look of forbearance.

At the beginning of the time, I was worried that I couldn't bear to let him go.

"What's the matter with you? How can haoduanduan cough so seriously?"

The contradiction between them is contradiction, but Mo Yuhan's body still unconsciously wants to care about him at the beginning.

Mo Yuhan opened his eyes and sat up from the sofa. His deep eyes were half open. He said to Shichu weakly, "it's not a problem. It's just that he was too busy some time ago. He'll be OK after a cough."

"Coughing is not a trivial matter. It won't be OK after coughing for a while. Have you taken any medicine?"

At that time, his eyebrows were frowning. When he heard that he didn't care for his body, his mood was aroused.

Mo Yuhan shook his head with Shi Chu and said in an indifferent tone: "I don't need to take medicine for this small problem."

He really can't change his habit of showing off his strength. Is it a small problem when he coughs like this?

"There are some defecation drugs at home. I'll find them out. You wait for me in the room."

As for Mo Yuhan, if he didn't find out the things himself, he would not eat them.

"There's really no need for trouble." Although Mo Yuhan refused, his tone was not so tough, and there were signs of agreement.

When the beginning of the room outside to find a medicine box, found in the cough syrup.

Back to the room, I found that Mo Yuhan was sitting on the sofa honestly, the dim yellow light fell on his face, and his angular jaw was slightly lowered, which made people want to be closer to him.

"A spoonful of cough syrup can relieve the symptoms of your cough. Let the doctor do a good examination for you tomorrow."

"My body knows for itself, with your cough syrup, I think it should be good."

Mo Yuhan suddenly said this, which made Shichu feel better, and his face couldn't help smiling.

"It's not so amazing. You can drink some now."

Shi Chu sat beside him, poured a little cough syrup on the spoon and handed it to Mo Yuhan's mouth.

Mo Yuhan's eyes looked straight at Shichu, as if he was drinking honey.

"Well, you can't drink water when you drink syrup, otherwise it will dilute the effect. Although you may feel a little uncomfortable now, you won't cough later. It's not too early now. Go to bed tonight. I'll sleep on the sofa."

Although Shi Chu didn't want to be soft hearted to Mo Yu from the beginning, he was coughing and aggrieved, so he finally let him lie on the bed to rest, so as not to add to the burden on his body. If there was anything, it would not be as simple as his own.

"There are so many beds, you don't have many." Mo Yuhan pulls Shi Chu's wrist, which is quite suggestive.

"You are not comfortable now, so as not to affect your rest. I'll just sleep on the sofa."

When the beginning of the meaning of firm, a good start to sleep separately, naturally will not break their principles.