"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 345 The Blind Man and the Rich Young Master

Mo Chi looked at his running back, his eyes gradually darkened, and in the end, he couldn't help but chuckled a few times.

Yun Chu brought the doctor over soon, and the male doctor in the mask checked him, and then took his temperature again.

"I still have a little fever. I will give you an appropriate dose of the next potion. There may be some side effects of nausea and vomiting. Remember to tell me if you feel uncomfortable." The doctor put away the stethoscope and thermometer in his hand, looked at The young man on the hospital bed said.

Mo Chi nodded: "Thank you doctor."

"Doctor, his temperature hasn't dropped, is there something wrong?" Yun Chu couldn't help but worry.

The doctor lowered his head and wrote something in the notebook, and said without raising his head when he heard the words: "It's not a big problem. He should have a special constitution. He will be fine after two days of fluid infusion. If you're worried, I suggest you give him a full body checkup." .”

Yun Chu opened his mouth to say something, but Mo Chi spoke before him: "We understand, thank you doctor."

The doctor nodded, turned and left.

Yun Chu looked at the young man on the bed who was obviously not energetic: "Should I call Uncle Mo and the others..."

"No need," Mo Chi smiled softly, "I know my body well, I just haven't been sick for a long time, maybe my body's immune system wants to take advantage of this time to clean me up, it's okay, you don’t worry."

Yun Chu frowned disapprovingly: "This joke is not funny at all."

Mo Chi laughed, his eyes fell on the porridge in a plastic bag, and he changed the topic: "Is there anything to eat? I haven't eaten for a day. I'm a little hungry."

It was only when Yun Chu heard him say that that he realized it.

The porridge that he brought back while it was hot was already cold, so Yunchu asked the nurse to help him find a microwave oven to heat it briefly, and then watched Mo Chi finish eating him bit by bit.

The doctor brought the nurse over soon, and left after hanging up the medicine bottle. Yun Chu took care of Mo Chi for a day, and now he moved a stool and sat by the bed, propping his head up and down with one hand.

Mo Chi glanced at the time on the wall, and said distressedly to the people around him, "I won't get better here for a while, go and ask the nurse to find you a bed to rest for a while."

Yun Chu held his sleepy eyes and shook his head: "No, I have to stay here to guard you, don't worry... I'm not sleepy, not sleepy at all..."

Mo Chi saw how sleepy he was but still trying to hold on, his heart softened.

"Then you go up to sleep." He patted the bed under him with his hand without the infusion.

Yunchu: "No, no, no, it will squeeze you."

No matter what Mo Chi said, Yun Chu was determined not to rest or sleep with him. He had no choice but to keep chatting with people. At first Yun Chu could echo him a few words, but later on he couldn't hold on anymore. Lie down on the bed and fell asleep.

Mo Chi looked at his defenseless sleeping face, looked up and saw that there was still more than half of the potion left, thought for a while, but still didn't move, until the potion in the bottle was gone, then he pulled it out by himself. After getting the needle, she got off the bed lightly, carefully picked her up and put her on the bed.

The boy in his arms slept soundly. Mo Chi gently put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and then sat down on the stool he was sitting on just now, looking at the cloud on the bed calmly and tenderly. early.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the side effects that the doctor said didn't come until midnight. Yun Chu heard someone vomiting in a daze, he opened his eyes, the expression on his face was confused for a moment, and the whole He woke up instantly and jumped out of bed.

In the bathroom, Mo Chi was squatting in front of the toilet, bending his back and vomiting heart-rendingly. There was an indescribable smell in the air, mixed with the smell of toilet disinfectant, which was not pleasant.

Yun Chu walked in quickly, ignoring others, raised his hand and patted Mo Chi's back lightly and gently.

The body under the palm was stiff for a moment, and then became more tense. Yun Chu felt his raised spine, and his heart throbbed in pain following the sound of his vomiting.

It was hard to tell how long it took before the sound of vomiting gradually subsided.

Yun Chu helped him stand up, and then fetched him a glass of water for him to rinse his mouth.

The young man's pale face turned a little more bloody because of vomiting.

"How is it? Do you feel better?" Yun Chu looked at him closely, afraid that he might miss any subtle expression on the other's face.

Seeing how nervous he was, Mo Chi couldn't help but smiled slightly, his voice hoarse: "It's much better, sorry for waking you up."

Yun Chu frowned when he heard his words, a little unhappy: "You didn't wake me up, it was my fault, I promised to take care of you, but I fell asleep first."

Mo Chi shook his head, and led him out slowly. There was a thin layer of sweat on his palm, and the sticky feeling was uncomfortable, but Yun Chu still didn't let go of his hand, and let him obediently hold yourself.

The two came to the bed and sat down. Yun Chu raised his hand and touched Mo Chi's forehead. The expression on his face relaxed visibly: "Great, the fever is finally gone!"

"You can feel at ease now?" Mo Chi looked at him and smiled.

Yun Chu nodded.

After all this tossing, it was almost three o'clock, this time, Mo Chi disregarded Yun Chu's wishes, and forced someone to sleep with him.

It was still a bit awkward for two people to lie on the small hospital bed. Yun Chu froze and didn't dare to move. Mo Chi hugged him from behind. The two bodies were tightly bonded together, as if they were born for each other. And born the same.

The cold temperature outside the window didn't affect the warm house at all, Mo Chi leaned closer to Yun Chu slightly, smelling the nice smell from his neck, he couldn't feel sleepy.

When he was in a daze from the fever, he had many bizarre dreams, and every scene in the dream was as real as if it had happened. In his dream, he saw Yun Chu with black hair and white clothes, standing in the crimson haze that filled the sky. Looking up at him, the lines of flames between his brows seemed to come alive under the bright red light, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his voice called him coldly:

"God Lord Canglan."

In the dream, Mo Chi was shocked. He looked down at himself in white with wide sleeves, and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

This dream was very short and was quickly replaced by other images. When Mo Chi woke up, his expression was still a little dazed. Where his heart was, the feeling of loss lingered for a long time.

When he looked down at Yun Chu who was changing his clothes, Mo Chi couldn't tell for a moment whether what was in front of him was reality or another dream of his own.