Chapter 152

"The shepherd of the king."“ "The shepherd of the king..."

She called twice, but the man sitting by the big bed ignored her, and seemed not to hear her at all.

Qiao bao'er comes in with the family medicine box. She looks at the man on the other side of the bed with a slight frown. She always feels that Jun Zhimu looks very strange.

After returning to his bedroom, Jun Zhimu sat still, half bowed his head, staring at his hands in a trance, slightly bent up and unfolded, as if testing what he thought.

Until Qiao bao'er came close to him, he called him again, "your shepherd..."

This words just shout to export, the gentleman's shepherd seems to be very astonished general, he ruthlessly raises his head, the eye ground some flash a don't understand of flustered.

"What's the matter with you?"

Qiao bao'er sat beside him anxiously, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "junzhimu, can't you hear my voice just now?"

He was obviously shocked just now.

Maybe it's because of something else

"Nothing," he returned to his usual cold face, slightly turned his head away from her line of sight, and his voice was a little hoarse. "You don't need to take medicine. Your head doesn't hurt anymore."

His words were deep and cold, as if he were really OK.

Qiao bao'er sat beside him, pursed her lips, and suddenly became quiet.

He obviously didn't want to tell her

They have just had lunch. The sun outside the window is very hot in midsummer. The sky is clear and blue. But in the spacious bedroom of Dongwan, maybe the air conditioner is turned on a little low, so it always feels cool and overcast.

Qiao bao'er's mood is also inexplicably depressed. She rummages for an electronic thermometer in the medicine box, pinches it on her right hand and struggles with it.

He said there was nothing, no need to take medicine, that is to say, he didn't need her

Qiao Baoer pinched the thermometer in his hand so hard that he accidentally pressed the electronic key and suddenly made a beep.

In a fit of anger, she was frightened by the little noise and quickly put away the thermostat.

"Give me a temperature?"

Compared with her hasty packing, the man on her side gave an order, but her tone was helpless.

She looked at him for a while with a slightly startled expression, making sure she heard him right.

Qiao bao'er suddenly became more energetic, and his body was closer to him. He said with concern, "how did you become so delicate, junzhimu..."

Delicate.

To use this word to describe him.

He didn't speak. He looked at the woman beside him with a smile on his side and tossed excitedly.

"It's 38.5 degrees, and you said it's OK."

Qiao bao'er stares at the thermometer and complains anxiously. She is going to turn around and ask the maid outside the door to come to the doctor

"No need."

Junzhimu grabbed her right wrist and closed her eyes a little tired. "Qiao bao'er, lie down with me for a while..."

"Don't move."

"No, I'd like to paste a antipyretic one for you first..." she tossed and turned restlessly on the bed, pulled the quilt, pressed the remote control of the air conditioner, and had to check the temperature for him every ten minutes.

"Junzhimu, your son sleeps a lot. They are not sleepy."

She took her son as an excuse again and wanted to get up and rub some alcohol on him to cool him down.

"... son, his father is very sleepy." Jun Zhimu dragged her back in a bad mood.

Holding her from behind, her body was very soft, probably because she was pregnant and had some faint baby milk fragrance. Junzhi's thin lips were close to her back neck, and she talked with her in a low voice.

"Qiao bao'er, if it's higher than 39 degrees in an hour, can I hang up the water?"

After half a minute's hesitation, she agreed, "OK."

In fact, junzhimu is only when she is a pillow. I don't know when he has developed such a habit. Qiao bao'er squints his eyes and turns to peep at him.

"What are you looking at?"

He wasn't asleep, he was just tired.

A little embarrassed, she turned her head and pretended to be serious. "I wonder if you will faint if you have a high fever?"

"No His tone was flat.

He seemed quite normal to listen to the voice, and Joe turned over again, facing him.

Her two faces were close at hand, and she frowned at him and said, "your shepherd..."

"What's the matter?"

This time, he should be in a bit of a hurry, like hiding something.

Qiao bao'er didn't pay attention. He continued to ask him, "you just had a headache..." and then he said, "Junzhi mu, can you promise me something?" She suddenly raised her high voice and changed the subject.

His cold face was slightly stunned, and his eyes repressed some emotions.

Look at her clear eyes, so persistent.

"What's the matter?" He asked in a low voice.

She looked directly at him, eyes slightly tightened, "I call you... You must answer me."

In the last car accident, he was in a coma. She was calling his name all the time. He didn't answer her. There was only the smell of death and blood around. Although the car accident had passed, I don't know why she was always upset.

She clenched her lips and told him every word, "Jun Zhimu, no matter how long and what happens, if I call your name, I will call you three times, and the third time, you must answer me." You can't leave me.