She quickly took out the medicine prescribed by the doctor and took it.

Then more than an hour passed and there was still no effect.

She gritted her teeth and climbed out of bed.

I want to find Lu Yanzhi.

But as soon as her fingers touched the door handle, she gave up.

If she finds Lu Yanzhi, he will definitely think she is pretending to be sick again.

What you get is definitely a lot of sarcasm.

Why bother?

Song Qingyu thought about it and went into the bathroom.

She filled a bathtub with cold water and threw herself in.

Cold water seems to be effective in relieving itching.

Song Qingyu closed her eyes and gradually no longer felt the itch.

But I still feel unwell.

Cold.

The water is really too cold.

It penetrates the skin like ice.

Song Qingyu couldn't help but shiver.

After soaking for a while, she couldn't stand it anymore and climbed out of the bathtub.

However, that piercing itch once again spread throughout my body.

no way.

She could only get into the bathtub.

The cold water surrounded her again.

She shuddered.

Silently bit her lip.

Perhaps the water was too cold, Song Qingyu's consciousness gradually became blurred.

I didn't even notice when the door was opened.

When Lu Yanzhi entered the room, he did not see Song Qingyu and his eyes instantly became flustered.

Fortunately, the next second, he saw that the bathroom door was not completely closed.

He pushed open the door.

Then he saw Song Qingyu lying in the bathtub with a flushed face.

His expression changed, and he stepped forward and hugged Song Qingyu.

"Song Qingyu, what are you doing?"

Song Qingyu opened her eyes dazedly and saw an angry face.

She closed her eyes again and said weakly, "It's so unlucky that I can even dream of you in a nightmare."

The veins on Lu Yanzhi's forehead jumped instantly. He gritted his teeth, carried the person out of the bathtub, wrapped him in a bath towel, and threw him onto the bed.

Song Qingyu was shocked and her mind became clear for a moment.

The itching in my body started again.

"Put me back now."

She said eagerly.

The voice is indeed so weak.

Lu Yanzhi's heart sank. He held down Song Qingyu, who was about to get up, and said in a voice so cold that it seemed to come from an icy cellar: "Song Qingyu, have you had enough of this?"

Song Qingyu's mind was confused: "Make a fuss? Why did I make a fuss?"

The one making a fuss now is clearly Lu Yanzhi.

"Put me back now."

She felt so itchy and uncomfortable and wanted to get back into the bathtub as soon as possible.

She is the fish now.

Can't live without water.

However, in Lu Yanzhi's eyes, all this really made Song Qingyu unable to wait to catch a cold.

"Yesterday you pretended to be itchy all over and asked me to take you to the hospital, but what happened? Gu Hanxing didn't go to the hospital at all. You threw yourself in the bathtub today just to catch a cold. You can go to the hospital, but how can you guarantee that Gu Hanxing will be waiting for you in the hospital today?"

Listening to Lu Yanzhi's long speech, Song Qingyu felt like he was reciting scriptures.

She wanted to throw herself in the bathtub right now.

I want to wash away this damn itch all over my body.

"I...I'm going to the bathtub..."

Song Qingyu struggled to get up.

When Lu Yanzhi saw this, the anger in his eyes burned even more fiercely.

He leaned forward and pinned down Song Qingyu.

"Song Qingyu, please calm down. Do you think I will feel sorry for you if you torture yourself like this?"

Song Qingyu had no strength left.

Otherwise, she would definitely roll her eyes at Lu Yanzhi.

"Lu Yanzhi, I want to go to the bathtub because I'm itchy...Cold water can help me...Can you let me go?"

Lu Yanzhi looked at Song Qingyu's fair skin and said sarcastically, "You said you were itchy, so why don't you have any skin problems? Song Qingyu, you just want to catch a cold so that I can take you to the hospital. Why don't you dare to admit it?"

Song Qingyu: "..."

never mind.

She knew that she couldn't communicate with Lu Yanzhi.

Song Qingyu insisted on going to the bathroom.

Lu Yanzhi pressed her down.

The two of them were deadlocked again.

But this time, it was Song Qingyu who was defeated first.

It was because her back was too itchy.

She raised her hand and began scratching her back.

However, his body was pressed down by Lu Yanzhi.

When he bent his body, it was inevitable that his body would stick to Lu Yanzhi.

Although there was clothing between them, Song Qingyu could still feel Lu Yanzhi's solid muscles.

However, at this moment, Song Qingyu's mind was all on the itch on her body, and she didn't notice how dangerous the posture between her and Lu Yanzhi was at the moment.

Lu Yanzhi gritted his teeth, feeling the person under him rubbing against him even harder.

He really couldn't stand it anymore.

He turned over and got up from the bed: "Song Qingyu!"

Song Qingyu was startled.

Her hands were still scratching hard, and she didn't even look up: "What are you doing?"

"you……"

Seeing that Song Qingyu didn't go into the bathroom again, Lu Yanzhi let out a long sigh: "What do you want to do?"

Song Qingyu looked at Lu Yanzhi with a confused expression.

What does she want to do?

She wanted to relieve the itch.

Song Qingyu sat up and made one last effort: "Lu Yanzhi, I'm really itchy and uncomfortable. Why don't you take me to another hospital?"

It is very likely that the medical level of that hospital yesterday was poor.

That’s why no problem was detected.

Lu Yanzhi's face turned dark in an instant.

Finally, we get to the point.

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