Cheng Lang explained the story of "heroes save beauty".

Xu Qiao touched her nose embarrassedly.

Isn't it better to just say that I was cut by something? I said so in detail, and the narrative was like a romance novel! Do people like to hear you talk so much?

Song Mian nodded and took his body temperature again. Seeing that it was 38 degrees, he asked, "What was the body temperature when you called me?"

"I don't remember it very much," Cheng Lang looked at Xu Qiao, "How many have you measured?"

Xu Qiao was stunned. Is he a goldfish only seven seconds to remember?

"Thirty-eight degrees." She answered inexplicably.

Song Mian nodded, put on rubber gloves, opened the medical flashlight to check the palm of his right hand, and said, "It was just bandaged in the evening. Now it is easy to stretch when the edge is removed. The edges are not red and swollen, unlike signs of infection, and the heat does not continue to rise. The fever should be a normal phenomenon caused by blood loss and pain. You can temporarily not take medicine and just use the fever-reducing patch to physically cool down."

Cheng Lang glanced at Xu Qiao: "Did you hear it? You have to let everyone come here at night."

Xu Qiao blinked: "Why are you still blamed me? Then everything is in case."

"You're too careful."

Xu Qiao received Cheng Lang's doting look that "I really can't do anything to you" and returned from his ignorance.

Since Song Mian entered the door, her mouth became extremely active, and she clearly looked particularly intimate with her in her words - is Cheng Lang deliberately showing sovereignty?

Hey, this scheming boy!

What did Song Mian do wrong and want to eat your fake dog food?

Song Mian looked at the two of them and smiled at Cheng Lang: "It's a good thing to be careful. If you have a special car to pick you up and drop me off, it won't be troublesome for me to come here. I will follow up on your next nursing work. You should rest early tonight, be careful not to catch a cold while taking a shower, and do not let the water get wet the gauze. If your body temperature exceeds 38 degrees and 5 degrees at night, take a fever-reducing medicine."

"It's hard to judge body temperature when you sleep deeply," said Cheng Lang.

Song Mian was slightly stunned, subconsciously glanced at Xu Qiao, and turned his head to him: "Will no one take care of you tonight?"

Xu Qiao shrank to the side.

If you don’t have enough food to accompany you, you have to sleep with me? How can you drive the ducks to the shelves?

Cheng Lang looked at Xu Qiao intentionally or unintentionally: "I'm not sure yet, it's okay, I'll solve this myself."

Song Mian picked up the medicine box and stood up: "If that happens, I'll leave first."

Xu Qiao was silent while still, and suddenly stood up and chased after him: "I'll send Dr. Song."

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows.

Xu Qiao quickly followed her before Cheng Lang stopped her and called out Song Mian outside the entrance hall.

Song Mian stopped: "What's wrong?"

Xu Qiao covered her mouth and leaned against his ear and whispered: "He really needs someone to watch at night? Don't help him scare me."

"It's not a fool," Song Mian whispered, "It's basically not a serious problem, but it's best for someone to watch. There's no need to be so troublesome at night. Just take his temperature every three to four hours. But generally speaking, if he gets too high, he will wake up."

Xu Qiao pouted: "It sounds a bit miserable to wake up from the burn..."

Song Mian smiled, raised his eyes, and glanced at Cheng Lang standing in the entrance hall looking at the two of them, reminding her: "Go back quickly, his resistance will decrease now, don't let him catch a cold."

Xu Qiao turned around and saw Cheng Lang standing in the place where he greeted the wind. He sighed, waved his hand to Song Mian, and jogged back and closed the door.

I don’t know if it was because of the wind, but Cheng Lang’s face looked a little pale.

And his expression didn't seem to be too comfortable either.

"I won't run away, what are you going to do with me?" Xu Qiao rushed him into the house.

"Don't run?" Cheng Lang glanced at her.

"Yes, don't run away, I'll stay here tonight to take care of you?"

Before Cheng Lang could respond, she urged him to walk in: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, your face is white, don't you hear that you are asking you to rest early? Take a shower quickly."

"What about you?" Cheng Lang glanced at her.

"I... I'm watching the night, why should I take a shower if I don't sleep!" Xu Qiao was so furious that he was looking at him with ambiguous glance.

"If you want to sleep, you really stay up all night. How can you rush to design the draft tomorrow during the day? And your clothes are stained with bacteria in the hospital and blood. How can you change them if you don't?"

"Then I don't have any clothes to change here..."

“Not not.”

"I don't wear you!" She covered her clothes and said firmly.

"Not mine, I have women's clothing here."

Xu Qiao blinked blankly: "How come you have..."

Cheng Lang raised his chin and pointed to the opposite direction to the kitchen: "The cloakroom at the end of the corridor is full of women's clothes. You can choose it yourself, and I'll go upstairs to take a shower first."

After he said that, he walked towards the elevator, leaving Xu Qiao alone in chaos without wind.

It's so damn that Chen Dang lied to her?

If Cheng Lang really had never had a woman, why would his family have women's clothing? And according to his opinion, the cloakroom was full of women's clothes, so how many women could he afford!

Xu Qiao was angry and funny, and walked all the way to the end of the corridor.

I wouldn't say I'd stay tonight if I had known it!

Oh, but if this was not the case, how could she see through the true face of this hot man in love?

Xu Qiao's hair was blowing on his forehead, and he pushed open the door of the cloakroom as if he rushed to the scene of catching an adulterer.

The voice-controlled light lit up the moment she pushed the door open. The next moment, she was stuck in the place in the dazzling bags of clothes and jewelry.

Why does this cloakroom look so familiar?

It seems that it is all the things she left in the villa of Xijiangfu...

Haven’t these luxury goods been auctioned off a long time ago?!
Chapter completed!