The Young Master is a Girl

  Chapter 131 picked up a big trouble

  Boom—

   It's just that she took a few steps, and there was a loud noise behind her.

   A head turn.

   Then he saw that the boy who held him back just now was lying on the ground.

   And not moving at all.

**** it.

  Can't help cursing under his breath.

   Leave it alone.

  If someone is killed.

   It must be on my own head.

   It is still raining now.

   Drowning is inevitable.

   Turn around and step forward.

   "Hey, wake up, I want Bo sympathy to go home and find you. Mom. Go."

  She really doesn't have any sympathy to come and tangle with a kid who has only seen four sides.

  He also kicked the 'corpse' lying on the ground.

   It's just that no matter how she kicks, the people on the ground just don't respond.

   Crouching down in displeasure.

  Turn the person over.

   Only then did he realize that the boy's complexion had become fairer than before.

  Hands are even colder.

**** it.

   When I touched my forehead with my hand, I realized that it was terribly hot.

   Staggeringly helped the person up.

**** it.

  The inconvenience of high heels made it impossible for her to help people away.

   I didn't expect that she, who was always so delicate outside, would be in such a mess today.

   Fortunately, it is late at night, and there are basically no people.

   Otherwise, she really has no image at all.

  Take off the high-heeled shoes, support the person in front of you, and go upstairs.

  After finally helping him into the house, he threw him directly at the door.

  Drenched all over, she doesn't want to make a mess of her house.

  Especially when the boy was still dripping water all over his body.

   Went into the bathroom to find a towel and simply wiped myself off.

   Squat down.

  Looking at the unconscious teenager, he touched his head again.

  It's terribly hot.

   If this continues, you really have to become a fool.

  Really, if I knew it was such a trouble, I should have sent him to the hospital just now.

  I really have nothing to do but find something to do.

   With two or three strokes, he also took off the clothes of the person in front of him.

   What is the difference between men and women.

  She is a doctor. In her eyes, all people's bodies are the same.

  The movement is fast and domineering.

   When I stripped the person in front of me and found out that there were still underwear left, I went to find a bath towel to wrap around it.

   Then it was thrown on the sofa.

   Beds are impossible.

   He glanced at the unconscious young man lightly.

   Then he took off his drenched clothes and went to the bathroom.

   What came out was wrapped in a bathrobe, and the hair that had been completely clamped by the clips was still dripping.

  Nowhere has she ever been like this before.

  Go in and find a quilt, and cover it for the person in front of you.

  Opened the medicine box and crackled to find it.

   "Hey, hey, wake up, wake up."

  He kept slapping the boy's face, no matter how hard he was.

   Anyway, the purpose is to wake people up.

   "Take the medicine."

  Looking at the boy who was finally shaken awake, he also fed the medicine and water without saying a word.

   Waiting for everything to be dealt with, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

  Even later.

  Her bath and hair are to be washed.

   After everything was ready, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

  Get up and walk to the boy lying on the sofa.

  Remove the fever-reducing patch.

   reached out and touched his forehead.

  The fever subsided a little.

   Paste the anti-fever sticker on him again.

   very kindly covered the quilt up.

   Then yawned and went into the room to sleep.

  She is good enough today.

   It just seems that I need to find someone to come and disinfect tomorrow.

   After all, she is not used to the presence of strangers at home.

  (end of this chapter)