Chapter 228 People who love others will play tricks

Pei Che's deep eyes were cold, and he looked at him without saying a word.

Qiao Chuchu struggled to get up from the bed and got off.

Pei Che hurried to support her: "Are you awake? Going to the bathroom?"

Qiao Chuchu pushed him away, staggered into the bathroom and locked the door.

When she went out again, the door was already crowded with people.

They were wearing their own home clothes, looking down at her, and their natural and comfortable state seemed as if they lived with her. They said in unison: "How is it, do you feel better?"

Qiao Chuchu: "..."

She seemed to be confused, and her brain was clumsy. Seeing that they couldn't remember what to do for a long time, their only reaction was——

[There are so many people. 】

They were startled, looking at each other, and their worries grew.

Pei Youchuan leaned over: "Are you crazy?"

Weisheng Biehe elbowed him: "Don't talk if you can't speak."

Qiao Chuchu felt dizzy and went back to the sink to wash.

Pei Feng pushed them away: "I'll run the water for you."

He adjusted the water temperature, motioned for Qiao Chuchu to wash, and stood by with the facial cleanser.

Qiao Chuchu didn't have much strength to move, so she washed herself with help.

Pei Youchuan was beside her, handed her the facial cleanser, wiped her face with a face towel, and handed her a toothbrush for her to brush her teeth, assisting her throughout the whole process.

Although Pei Feng was very careful, he was still a bit strong, making Qiao Chuchu feel like a calf licked by a cow, with the flesh on her face being pulled back and forth.

She felt a little more sober and staggered back to bed: "You guys go away, don't stay here, I want to be alone."

[This group of people are tall and long-winded, as if there are a bunch of talking refrigerators in my room, it's too crowded. ]

They: "?"

They are refrigerators?

Pei Che washed his hands and stopped her: "Open your mouth and let me see."

She was tired and opened her mouth.

Pei Che turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone: "Ah."

Qiao Chuchu opened her mouth weakly: "Ah ah ah ah ah——"

Pei Che leaned down and looked at her throat carefully, his eyebrows locked.

Her throat was severely inflamed.

As he watched, his expression suddenly changed.

Qiao Chuchu felt that his reaction was not right, and she was still opening her mouth: "Ah ah ah? Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah?"

What's wrong? Is her throat serious?

Pei Che didn't say anything, his eyes became more complicated and gloomy, and his chest was faintly rising and falling.

He stretched out his hand: "Don't move, I can't see clearly."

His white and slender fingers went into her mouth, from one to two, and pressed down on the tip of her tongue.

Others: "?"

Pei Che licked his lips and retracted his hand: "The inflammation is very severe. If the fever doesn't go down today, you have to go to the hospital."

Qiao Chuchu pushed him away impatiently: "Got it."

She walked out of the crowd, rolled onto the bed quickly, and continued to sleep.

Pei Che put his hands behind his back, rubbed his fingertips twice, and also walked out of the bathroom.

Weisheng Wenzhan pushed Pei Che back: "Don't leave yet."

Wenzhan took the lead and the others surrounded him with suspicion, blocking him in the bathroom to prevent him from leaving.

Weisheng Biehe closed the door directly.

Pei Che raised his sword-like eyebrows and his eyes swept across each of their faces calmly: "What? Is there any problem?"

Weisheng Wenzhan lowered his voice: "Your behavior just now was a little bit wrong, wasn't it?"

"What's wrong?" Pei Che's expression was calm, like an uninformed person: "I checked her throat, and the check was wrong?"

Pei Youchuan sneered and said bluntly: "Second brother, stop lying, are you pressing your finger on someone's tongue? Do you do this to other patients?"

Pei Che said confidently: "I washed my hands."

Pei Fengnong looked gloomy: "Second brother, this is not a matter of washing your hands."

Pei Youchuan agreed: "Even the idiot Fourth Brother has figured it out. Aren't you just plotting something evil?!"

Pei Fengnong: "? Who are you calling a fool?"

Weisheng Biehe twisted his beads and smiled gloomily: "Mr. Pei Che, I think you are the most evil-minded in the Pei family, right?"

Pei Che was surrounded by everyone, so he was not in a hurry.

He said calmly: "I think you are jealous of me. After all, there is no tolerance for mistakes in your Weisheng family. Once you step out of line, my sister will dislike you just like Weisheng Huai Ling."

Bie He frowned: "What does this have to do with Huai Ling?"

Pei Che sneered: "Ah, you don't know? It seems that Weisheng Yucan didn't tell you that Huai Ling kissed Qiao Chuchu today, and we haven't settled the score with him yet."

Pei Youchuan and Pei Feng successfully diverted their attention and shared the same hatred: "Yes, how do you control your brother?"

Weisheng Wenzhan frowned: "..."

Weisheng Bie He showed a broken expression for the first time "How did that guy kiss Qiao Chuchu? Was it a deep kiss or a light kiss? How long did they kiss?"

Pei Youchuan got angry when he mentioned this: "How do we know? He didn't kiss me! I just want to ask how he could be so bold as to kiss Qiao Chuchu, but I haven't kissed him yet!"

Pei Fengnong scolded in a low voice: "Keep your voice down, Qiao Chuchu can hear you, and how can you say the truth?"

Weisheng Biehe's face sank and he began to get angry: "I didn't expect that guy to be so crazy as to force a kiss!"

Pei Che stood two steps away from them, watching them argue in a low voice, his fingers still gently stroking.

The soft and warm touch still remained.

The corners of his mouth were about to rise, but he quickly suppressed them, with a look of accusation: "You two from the Weisheng family, your brother offended someone else's sister, you have to give an explanation, right?"

Weisheng Wenzhan frowned, having seen through his purpose: "You really found a good excuse to divert attention."

Pei Che's face was full of mystery, like an unfathomable fox, and he raised his mouth provocatively: "I'm just a brother who wants to seek justice for my sister. What have I done wrong?"

Qiao Chuchu glanced at the bathroom.

There were many figures inside .

A group of people were muttering about something.

She had a terrible headache, her throat felt like she had swallowed a razor blade, and she couldn't sleep well.

She wanted to drink water, but she didn't have the energy to call for help.

Wei Shenglin pushed open the door and walked in with a thermos: "Eh? Where are all the people?"

He opened his eyes again and noticed Qiao Chuchu rolling on the bed.

Qiao Chuchu was wearing the same geometric pattern pajamas as Crayon Shin-chan, lying on the bed with her neck twisted, like a paralyzed snake.

He brought water to her side: "Are you awake?"

Her eyes lit up when she saw the cup: "Cool water?"

Wei Shenglin shook her head: "Warm water, I set it to 60 degrees, do you want to drink it?"

She lost interest: "Thank you, I'll just take a sip."

Wei Shenglin obviously felt that she was disappointed, and poured the water for her: "You don't like hot water so much?"

Qiao Chuchu took a sip and moistened her throat: "My throat is very hot, and drinking hot water makes it feel even hotter."

She put the cup back, secretly glanced at the bathroom, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can you ask Xiao Xie to get me some cool water? I'll drink more, they won't notice."

"No, they said you can't drink cold water when you are sick." Wei Shenglin looked around warily, and after confirming that there was no one around, he explained to her: "I said I would give it to you yesterday, and they were being weird to me for several hours, so I boiled some hot water for you."

Qiao Chuchu felt disappointed and drank a few sips casually: "Thank you, thank you for your help."

Wei Shenglin frowned, feeling that she was in a bad mood.

Qiao Chuchu lay back and prepared to rest.

Someone patted her shoulder gently.

She opened her eyes and saw Wei Shenglin holding her mineral water carefully and glanced in the direction of the door: "Drink it quickly, I haven't drunk this before."