The warm potion was pressed into the man's lips along the tip of his tongue.

Repeat several times.

Jiang Zhimiao had never done this kind of thing before. The ends of her eyes were slightly red. She turned her head and looked at the cup in her hand with only the last sip of medicine left. She still sipped it into her lips and kissed Shen Zhuowen's lips bit by bit. .

It may be that the person is in a coma and cannot swallow, so he can only wait for it to flow out slowly.

Jiang Zhimiao's whole body was focused on the medicine, and she didn't notice the man's hand covering her back, stroking it up little by little.

Until, the world is spinning!

Jiang Zhimiao looked at the man pressing her down in astonishment, her face slightly raised, and she looked straight into his eyes.

The man's black and white pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. His eyes dropped an inch and landed on her face. He seemed to be looking at her, but he seemed not to.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't dare to act rashly. She shrank her neck and whispered , " Mr. Shen? Zhuo Wen?"

Shen Zhuowen did not respond.

Jiang Zhimiao took courage and carefully got out from under the man.

Shen Zhuowen grabbed her wrist with one hand and forcefully pulled back the half of her body that had just been stretched out.

Jiang Zhimiao really didn't dare to move now.

When the fabric rubbed, she felt his reaction.

Like a quail, she pursed her lips and looked directly at Shen Zhuowen.

At this glance, she noticed something was wrong.

Shen Zhuowen's eyes were not focused. He was looking at her, but it was better to say that he saw nothing.

The reason why it felt like he was looking at her was because his head was facing her.

Jiang Zhimiao's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of Shen Zhuowen's temporary blindness two times before, she stretched out her hand and shook her arm in front of Shen Zhuowen's eyes.

Just as she expected.

Shen Zhuowen didn't react at all, and his head didn't move even an inch.

His rough thumbs climbed up along the beautiful contours one by one. His fingertips brushed her lips, caressed her eyebrows, then slid down to the tip of her nose, touched her lips, and pressed lightly.

He seemed to be tracing her appearance, trying to carve her into his heart.

Jiang Zhimiao watched his movements nervously.

However, after Shen Zhuowen's fingers traced her lip line, there was no other movement.

About ten minutes.

Jiang Zhimiao breathed lightly and tried to leave again.

The man's lips came over.

He couldn't see anything, but the angle of his lips landing was very precise, and they landed on her lips.

The bitter medicinal taste spreads on the taste buds.

The lingering touch of lips and tongues was a little more unusually charming.

Jiang Zhimiao raised her hand to press against Shen Zhuowen's chest, her palms wet, "Are you injured?"

She asked sharply, with a tone of panic that she didn't even realize she had.

The man's voice was muffled , " No."

Jiang Zhimiao raised her hand and smelled it. The smell of iodophor was mixed with the smell of blood. Then, she thought of Shen Zhuowen's cold body just now.

The lines on her lips were tight, and she didn't speak, but her resistance to Shen Zhuowen became lighter.

As soon as he took it easy, Shen Zhuowen made further progress.

Men who are sick and confused are different from sensible men, and even their kissing skills will deteriorate.

Jiang Zhimiao was kissed vaguely for a few minutes, and then she saw Shen Zhuowen fall into her arms again.

His eyebrows were slightly lowered, his thin lips were pursed, his hands were around her waist, and his hot body was lying on hers, but he didn't have the offensive power as before, and he looked extremely obedient.

Raising her hand, she reached out and touched Shen Zhuowen's hair.

This time, Jiang Zhimiao finally escaped from Shen Zhuowen's arms. She looked at the man lying on the sofa and called Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan must have just arrived at the hospital, because Jiang Zhimiao heard the whistle.

She said , " Shen Zhuowen has a fever."

"You give him two pills, and after that, I'll talk about it when I go back." Chen Xuan said , " I'll come over again at night."

Jiang Zhimiao rubbed his fingers, feeling uneasy, "I found that he can't see in his eyes either ... "

Chen Xuan walked to the corner and said to Jiang Zhimiao, "Then help me take care of him. By the way, Miss Jiang, please don't tell anyone about Mr. Shen's matter. Only four people know about it now."

He and Tang Fan count as two, and the other one is Shen Zhuowen himself.

Now there is one more Jiang Zhimiao.

Jiang Zhimiao turned his head and glanced back at Shen Zhuowen, who was still sleeping, "I understand."

Even if Chen Xuan didn't say anything, Jiang Zhimiao knew it.

She wouldn't tell anyone about this kind of thing.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at Shen Zhuowen for a few seconds, then stood up and dug out the medical kit. There was a cooling patch inside. She tore it off and put it on Shen Zhuowen's forehead. Then she stood up, walked into the kitchen, washed the millet, and cooked it. timing.

After doing this, Shen Zhuowen showed no sign of waking up.

Chen Xuan came back once during the night.

At that time, Jiang Zhimiao had just wiped Shen Zhuowen's body to help him cool down.

Shen Zhuowen never woke up.

After Chen Xuan checked, there was no problem. He waited for Shen Zhuowen to wake up in more detail before making a decision. Then, he asked Jiang Zhimiao about the operations of taking care of the patient in the afternoon. They were all correct. He felt relieved and handed it to her. A bottle of eye drops, which he said he had prepared himself, would be given to Shen Zhuowen when he woke up.

Just as Jiang Zhimiao agreed, he hurried away again.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't have time to ask about Jiang Yunyun's situation, but thinking about what Chen Xuan said in the morning that Jiang Yunyun had been transferred to the highest-level ward, she still managed to reassure herself and take care of Shen Zhuowen.

Maybe this is reincarnation.

First she was sick and Shen Zhuowen took care of her; now it was Shen Zhuowen's turn to be sick and she was responsible for taking care of him.

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at Shen Zhuowen for a moment, then sat down at the dining table, laid his head on his arms, and closed his eyes slightly.

A person's energy is limited.

What's more, she herself was recovering from a serious illness, so it was not easy for her to persist for such a long time.

Jiang Zhimiao slept for two hours before being woken up by the alarm clock. She went to take Shen Zhuowen's temperature and then went to the kitchen to get some millet porridge to drink.

While drinking, she observed Shen Zhuowen.

In the end, Jiang Zhimiao fell asleep on the sofa in order to pay attention to Shen Zhuowen at all times.

Get up two or three times during the night.

Fortunately, Shen Zhuowen's fever subsided in the morning and he woke up.

Jiang Zhimiao handed him the water and medicine and said , " Can you see it now? I'll bring you breakfast."

Shen Zhuowen took the potion and said, "Okay."

Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao moved his numb body, stood up, and went to the kitchen to serve breakfast.

She scooped out soft, glutinous, white and tender millet porridge and blew on it gently.

Add a little sugar and stir again.

Suddenly, the legs of the chair hit the ground heavily, as if someone had toppled over and then straightened it up.

Jiang Zhimiao was stunned, put down the porcelain bowl, and walked out quickly.

Shen Zhuowen's palms held the back of the chair tightly, so hard that the joints protruded and veins burst out, like veins running across the back of his hands.

With his eyebrows slightly raised, he turned his head and said in a calmer voice than usual , " Did I scare you?"

Jiang Zhimiao felt slightly sad in his heart, "No."

As she said that, she stepped forward, took the chair from Shen Zhuowen, and said casually , " I forgot to put the chair back, maybe I scared you."

Shen Zhuowen then raised his lips and smiled, "No."

His words were exactly the same as those of Jiang Zhimiao a second ago.

The suffocating package suddenly became somewhat airtight.

Jiang Zhimiao paused slightly. She walked quickly to the coffee table in the living room and said in a relaxed manner , " By the way, Chen Xuan asked me to give you the medicine. I forgot about it. You can take it and take a rest. Maybe it can be done. " Get better soon.”

Shen Zhuowen , " I just ordered it, it's useless."

Following the sound, he turned his head and looked at where Jiang Zhimiao was standing, his dark eyes without any light.

"I can't see."