Chapter 758
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In certain aspects, Bo Jiu was indeed a suitable pillow.
As long as she was around, Qin Mo would feel relaxed.
But Bo Jiu was still worried that the rain would affect the Almighty.
Moreover, the temperature on the back of his hand didn't seem to be decreasing.
Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes.
She lifted her hand gently.
Then she walked towards the bathroom.
Her steps were slow, trying not to exert any strength.
She turned on the hot water and soaked the towel.
She took off her jacket and grabbed Qin Mo's jacket from the hanger to wear it.
It seemed like she wasn't going to sleep.
Once she was done, she fished the towel out.
She fished the towel out, twisted it a few times, and covered Qin Mo's forehead with the steaming hot towel.
In order not to appear rude, Bo Jiu didn't make a sound.
Princess watched from the side, patrolling as though he was warning her.
It was as though he was saying, "Don't even think about doing anything when Master isn't able to resist."
Bo Jiu's attention was on the Almighty. She wasn't in the mood to look at Princess.
She pressed the corner of the blanket, her gaze landing on the medical tape on his left hand. She reached out to touch it.
When she felt that it was about time, she removed the towel and entered the bathroom to soak it in hot water again.
But this time, she soaked two towels, the other covering the Almighty's left joint.
To an esports player, the hand was the most important.
Besides, the hot compress had the effect of reducing the fever.
Just like that, he repeated the same action.
The clock hanging on the wall kept turning.
The rain outside didn't stop.
Qin Mo was still out of the dream.
But this time, it was much gentler.
There wasn't the river that could drown a person.
Instead, there was a soft thing in his arms. Every time it pounced on him, it would call him indifferently.
That … Who exactly was it?
The more he wanted to know the answer, the easier it was to wake up.
When Qin Mo opened his eyes, he realized that there was someone beside him. That person was afraid that he was cold, so she covered his left wrist with her right hand. That face was usually infuriating, but right now, it was as obedient as it could be.
Qin Mo reached out, his fingertips caressing the youngster's face. It felt like milk, soft and smooth.
Qin Mo leaned over, wanting to do something.
However, he soon paused.
Even though he was very tired, he knew subconsciously that he was having a fever and that he couldn't pass it on to a certain someone.
However, he couldn't let this fellow sleep like this.
Using the last of his remaining thoughts, he pulled the quilt.
Both of them were wrapped in it.
Qin Mo rubbed his chin against Bo Jiu's soft hair, his eyes closing once more. His side profile was still cold but his aura was completely different.
On the same bed, hugging from behind always seemed especially warm.
However, this also depended on the time and place.
The next morning, just after dawn.
Madam Zhang was worried about Qin Mo, so she had prepared porridge and brought it in along with the medicine.
Initially, he thought that it would be difficult to wake the young master up. What he was most afraid of was that the young master's fever hadn't subsided yet. What should he do?
Who knew that when she pushed the door open, there was actually another person on the bed!
That person seemed to have just woken up after hearing the noise. He rubbed his eyes and smiled at her, revealing two cute canine teeth. His silver hair made him look even more handsome. "Shh, Auntie Zhang, keep your voice down. Brother Mo hasn't woken up yet."
Auntie Zhang: "…"
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