It was hard to imagine the Almighty Devil apologizing.
Little Black felt that it was frightened.
The intelligent system's ripples were a little shaky.
"Little Blackie."
Suddenly, he was called.
The car paused, pretending to be unresponsive.
Qin Mo reached over and placed Bo Jiu on the passenger seat. He held the steering wheel with one hand and arched a brow. "Are you intending for me to pour a bucket of water on your car?"
Little Blackie couldn't pretend anymore. He turned on the lights immediately.
Qin Mo's voice was calm. "Find the nearest hospital."
"Lock onto the hospital now, straight line distance …"
Before Little Blackie could finish his sentence, the Lamborghini sped towards the asphalt road like the wind.
It was uncomfortable to have a fever.
Especially the joints like the knee, it was especially sore.
The fever spread from the inside out. She felt cold and hot all over.
Bo Jiu's consciousness wasn't clear.
The Lamborghini didn't stop at a large hospital. It wasn't dark yet and there would definitely be a lot of people.
It was a clean and large clinic in a small district. It looked high-end and the equipment was complete.
But at this hour, it was either a child or an elderly person.
It was rare to see someone carrying a person in.
But probably because of Qin Mo's height, the person in his arms didn't seem sick. Instead, she seemed to be asleep, wrapped in his jacket.
The medical staff couldn't help but glance over. After all, they might see handsome people occasionally but this was the first time they saw someone with such an aura. He was cold and aloof, but he was very polite.
But what was surprising was that ever since he entered, he hadn't put the person in his arms down. He even took the thermometer from the nurse and turned to take the youngster's temperature.
"39 degrees, the fever is quite severe." The nurse glanced at the thermometer. "It's best to do a blood test to see if there's any inflammation."
"Mmh," Qin Mo replied. He carried Bo Jiu and walked to the window on the second floor.
During the blood test, he had to give her an injection.
But Bo Jiu refused to extend her hand.
Qin Mo looked at her furrowed brows, kissed her palm, and said, "Be good."
That familiar voice probably had an effect.
Bo Jiu loosened her grip and the blood test was successful.
The nurse took a look and said, "He needs an intravenous drip. The patient has a history of asthma. Is there any medicine for allergies?"
"No," Qin Mo replied, not forgetting to place his hand on Bo Jiu's forehead as though he knew it would make her feel better.
When the nurse saw this scene, she really wanted to take a picture of it and send it to her boyfriend so that he could take a good look at it. When dealing with handsome people, the nurse's tone would definitely be very good. "Your bed number is 0271. Here is the doctor's prescription list. I'll go over after I'm done."
Qin Mo thanked her. His back view was still so captivating that people couldn't help but stare.
The medical staff all gathered together. "Who is this? You're not from this district, right? Why haven't I seen you before? "
"I don't know. I think he's even more handsome than a celebrity. Too good looking. It's a pity that he's already taken."
It was not hard to hear the regret in his voice.
Qin Mo acted as if he hadn't heard anything and walked into the ward.
No matter how high-end a clinic was, it wouldn't have its own ward.
There were two beds in one ward.
The bed inside was already occupied. It was a little boy who was immersed in drinking yogurt. His mother was nowhere to be found. She was lying on the bed and receiving an intravenous drip.
Qin Mo leaned over and placed the person in his arms on the other bed.
Only then did the medical staff clearly see the face of the person he was holding. They were momentarily stunned. The face was so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman. Because of the fever, there was a faint flush on her cheeks.
It was rare to see such a beautiful woman when she was sick.
However, they could still see that she was extremely uncomfortable.
Her thin lips were slightly dry and her hair was stuck to her forehead. Her brows were still furrowed.
The nurse brought the medicine over for the intravenous drip. She didn't understand why such a beautiful person wouldn't cooperate with the needle.
Qin Mo saw it and turned his body, allowing Bo Jiu to lean into his arms. Then he lifted the person's right hand. "Be good, you'll recover."
The nurse was amazed. It wasn't her imagination. It seemed that the sick woman would only lower her guard in front of her boyfriend.
However, she had been in the clinic for a long time and rarely saw such a patient boyfriend.
Honestly, this was the first time she had seen such a patient.
The little boy, who was also suffering from the flu, had been watching from the side. Coincidentally, his mother came in. He sat up straight and leaned over. "Mom, Mom, that Big Brother's coaxing tone is similar to yours!"
The little boy's mother felt that her spoiled child was hopeless. She knew that the man beside her must have heard it. She turned her head and was about to smile apologetically.
The person in his arms seemed to be very uncomfortable. She wanted to move the hand that was holding the intravenous drip.
However, he held her down. His tone was calm but it wasn't hard to hear the gentleness in it. "Are you uncomfortable? Bear with it for a while more, the infusion will be over soon. "
The little boy saw this and shook his head. "No, it's not the same. If I moved, you would have beaten me up."
As a mother, she didn't know what to say. She coughed lightly. "Drink your yogurt."
The little boy sighed. It was the same fever but why was there such a huge difference?
At first, he thought that this was already sad enough.
Unexpectedly, the handsome Big Brother peeled a piece of candy and fed it to the patient in his arms.
The little boy raised his head. "Mom, I want to eat candy too."
His mother, who was accompanying him, suddenly felt helpless. Were all the young people in love like this? They were even more meticulous than her own child.
Why didn't she find someone like this?!
Fortunately, the little boy was almost done with the infusion.
It was just a short half an hour.
The mother and son suffered a blow that they had never experienced before.
The little boy glanced over. "Mom, I'm not a troublemaker. My dad never treated you like this when you were sick."
"Your dad is a heartless …" The mother paused and laughed. "So you have to be nicer to your girlfriend in the future. Be like this Big Brother, understand?"
The little boy nodded. He didn't understand. Why was the older sister in the Big Brother's arms the one who was sick but the Big Brother was the one with an ugly expression?
The mother and son left.
Only Qin Mo and Bo Jiu were left in the ward.
The person in his arms hadn't woken up yet.
Qin Mo didn't change his position. He held the paper cup with one hand, the rim of the cup against her lips.
This was the scene that Terry, who had been by Qin Mo's side, saw when he came in with the things.
When he had picked up the call, he hadn't dared to believe that it was really Boss Qin calling him. After all, he had received news that Boss Qin wouldn't be appearing in the near future and that something had happened.
After hanging up, his first reaction was to inform Madam and Boss. Then, he went to the location that Boss Qin had designated with a bag of candy in his hand.
This was the reason why Boss Qin had called him.
He knew Young Master Jiu. Oh wait, it wasn't Young Master Jiu but Miss Jiu who loved candy.
He didn't have to think to know that Boss Qin wanted to give these candy to Miss Jiu.
But even so, when he saw the scene, he couldn't help but pause. After all, Boss Qin had never served anyone like this before. He seemed to be exuding a cold aura but when he looked at the person in his arms, his gaze was filled with adoration.
"Boss Qin, let me do it." As a special assistant, he had to be quick.
Unexpectedly, before he could reach for the paper cup, the person in front of him had already taken a sip and leaned over to pass it to the person in his arms. It was as though he didn't exist in the room.
Honestly, was he just a sugar bearer?
When he realized that he might become a third wheel, the smart assistant placed the candy down and didn't say anything else. He closed the door and stood there, waiting for Boss Qin to buy something for him before entering. As a young man who was still single, he really didn't want to eat Boss Qin's dog food.
The sky outside gradually darkened.
Two hours later, Bo Jiu wanted to pull the blanket off her body due to the heat but was pressed down by a hand. It was slightly cold and comfortable. "There's still half a can left, we'll be done soon."
That voice made Bo Jiu realize that she wasn't dreaming and that the blurry vision she had had in the car was real.
As well as the apology he had whispered into her ear.
He was really back.
Bo Jiu opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the person's side profile. He was wearing a dark-colored sweater, his Adam's apple moving slightly under his long neck. His jawline was glowing. It was extremely familiar.
Bo Jiu reached out instinctively, grabbing onto his sleeve. This was something she had often done when she was young.
Qin Mo paused and lowered his eyes to look at her. His long, curly lashes fell, and his eyes were deep. Seeing that she had woken up, he didn't stop. Instead, he hooked her face, leaned over, and passed the water over again.
Bo Jiu was indeed thirsty. Before she could react, she received the kiss. The sweet warm water touched her lips, the faint fragrance of the man's arrogance passing over.
It was slightly cold and soft, like touching ice cream. It melted in his mouth and tasted sweet.
This was the feeling she had every time she kissed the Almighty. It was an addictive feeling.
It was a pity that he wasn't kissing her, he was feeding her water. He left after a touch.
Bo Jiu was disappointed. Just as she was about to use her seduction skills, he opened his palm, revealing a pile of sweets. "Pick one."
"Orange flavored." Bo Jiu pointed at one of the sweets.
She watched as his slender and fair hand peeled it open and fed it to her. After savoring the taste, she glanced up.
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