Seeing that he had calmed down, Lu Shifeng unscrewed the lid of the box and said to Jian Luo, "Come closer."
Jian Luomu came closer in a daze.
Lu Shifeng gently applied ointment to the wound and said, "It might be a little itchy, don't scratch it."
"……oh"
Jian Luo's cheeks felt a little hot, as if every inch of her skin, which had been rubbed by his fingertips, was heating up. He said again, "You..."
Lu Shifeng took the wet wipes beside him and cleaned his hands: "What?"
Jian Luo looked up at him and wanted to ask, "Why did you kiss me? Do you like me too?" She wanted to ask a question but was too embarrassed to say it. Her watery eyes looked innocent and pitiful, and in Lu Shifeng's eyes she looked like a little rabbit with its fur standing on end.
Jian Luo's hands, which were placed beside him, curled up unconsciously. He said, "How can you kiss the wound? Don't you think it's ugly?"
Lu Shifeng put the wet wipes aside and said to Jian Luo, "Look at me."
Jian Luo stared at Lu Shifeng with her light brown eyes. Lu Shifeng said, "You were the one who said red was beautiful."
Jian Luo's clear silhouette was reflected in those blood-red eyes. Lu Shifeng was intimidating without even getting angry, but his words still made people feel pressured: "Why, you lied to me?"
? ?
When did he say that?
Oh, that seems to be the case!
Jian Luo quickly said, "I didn't lie to you."
Lu Shifeng nodded, seeming very satisfied. He reached out and gently stroked Jian Luo's face: "Don't think about those nonsense, okay?"
Jian Luo was convinced by his logic and nodded obediently: "Okay."
Because he was still running a fever, he was still dizzy and his throat was very hoarse. Lu Shifeng poured him a glass of water and asked him if he wanted to eat. Unfortunately, Jian Luo was feeling unwell all over and didn't want to eat anything. In the end, he drank half a glass of water obediently under Lu Shifeng's gaze.
He was sleepy again.
Curled up in bed, she vaguely felt the person next to her moving. Jian Luo subconsciously reached out to pull the person: "Where are you going?"
Sick people always seem vulnerable.
He was more clingy than before, and this feeling made Marshal Lu feel a little strange and distressed at the same time.
Lu Shifeng said, "Right here, go to sleep."
Jian Luo hummed softly and buried his head in the quilt again. His mind was in a fuzzy mess and not very clear.
Seeing him sweating, Lu Shifeng next to him asked, "It's hot?"
"Hmm?" Jian Luo responded in a daze. In fact, he didn't hear it very clearly, but he just felt stuffy and uncomfortable all over.
Just as his body was entangled with the warmth, he suddenly felt a coolness, which was particularly comfortable, icy cold. Getting closer could relieve the discomfort. Jian Luo was overjoyed, and he moved closer and hugged her, pressing his whole body against her. He sighed with comfort, and even his frown relaxed.
It was a heavy sleep, but very comfortable.
…
When Jian Luo woke up, he felt that he had a very good sleep.
He turned around and wanted to look for Lu Shifeng, but when he moved, he found someone next to him. The recognition of this person made Jian Luo's eyes widen. He suddenly looked up and met Lu Shifeng's face. He was asleep beside him. When he got closer, Jian Luo found that there was a circle of bruises under Lu Shifeng's eyes, which should be accumulated from overwork.
His whole body was a little cold. The dragon scales of the dragon clan can control the body surface temperature, which is really as effective as a mobile air conditioner.
Just as he was thinking, Lu Shifeng slowly opened his eyes.
Jian Luo raised his head without any warning and suddenly met the red eyes. He hesitated for a moment and said awkwardly, "Did I wake you up?"
"Not asleep."
Lu Shifeng said, "Are you feeling better?"
Jian Luo still had a high fever. He chose not to answer the question but instead asked, "Aren't you afraid that I might infect you, even though we're so close?"
Lu Shifeng looked like he had just heard a huge joke. A hint of laughter flashed across his eyes, leaving only sarcasm: "The dragon race's resistance is still feasible. It is only possible to be contagious under special circumstances."
Jian Luo: "What special situation?"
He swore that he was just worried that he might accidentally step on a landmine and cause harm to Lu Shifeng's health, but he never expected that Lu Shifeng just wanted to drive.
Lu Shifeng lowered his head slightly, and his lips seemed to touch Jian Luo's face, gently stroking it for a moment: "Guess."
“…”
No, no.
Jian Luo's face turned even redder. He gently pushed Lu Shifeng away, even though the force was like a mosquito bite: "Don't get so close."
Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows: "Then I'll leave."
Jian Luo paused. To be honest, he was too hot right now, and Lu Shifeng was damn cold, like a small refrigerator that made him irresistible. After thinking it over, Jian Luo was still very honest: "Then you should come closer."
Lu Shifeng admired his expression, caught off guard by his cuteness. He chuckled, pulled the quilt for Jian Luo, and patted his back: "Go to sleep."
Jian Luo was still sleepy. People with a fever all want to sleep, so he had no objection and skillfully found a comfortable position in Lu Shifeng's arms and fell asleep. He was very familiar with this kind of thing. Before this, they slept in the same bed every night, and he was used to Lu Shifeng's arms.
…
After Jian Luo fell asleep, Lu Shifeng got up and went out.
Secretary Jin stood at the door and said respectfully, "Sir."
Lu Shifeng nodded and asked, "What are the results of the examination?"
"Not very good." Secretary Jin sighed. "Luoluo's physical condition is different from the human body structure we are familiar with. If we use existing medication, it will cause a stress reaction in his body because the drug is too strong. If we develop a treatment now, it will take at least five or six days. But he has a high fever and I am worried about the impact on his body."
Lu Shifeng lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something. Everyone could see that he was in a bad mood. Secretary Jin also recalled how ugly the Marshal's face was when Lu Shifeng discovered that the red light on the health bracelet belonging to Jian Luo was on Planet B.
Secretary Jin has been following Lu Shifeng for hundreds of years. In her impression, Lu Shifeng is not a person who shows his emotions very much, but everyone has soft spots, and with soft spots comes weaknesses. He will also worry and feel distressed. It turns out that an omnipotent person can also be trapped by love and encounter things that make him powerless.
Lu Shifeng said, "I understand."
Secretary Jin looked at his expression and suddenly had a guess: "Are you ready?"
Lu Shifeng looked up at him and nodded: "Go and connect with them, I'll go over when the time comes."
"We still have some stock in the warehouse..."
"Use mine." Lu Shifeng showed a strange possessiveness. No dragon would let their partner use another dragon's scales. He said, "Go and arrange it."
Secretary Jin nodded timidly: "Yes."
Luo Luo is really blessed. No one has ever had this treatment, but he has. If this matter gets out, it will become a hot topic in the news again.
…
the next day
Jian Luo's high fever still didn't subside.
He was not a fool. He knew that his illness might not be cured by Dark Star for the time being. He looked at Lu Shifeng feeding him soup and took the initiative to speak: "My illness..."
In fact, he wanted to see an old Chinese doctor and try.
Lu Shifeng only said: "I'll have someone bring the medicine to you at noon."
?
Is there any medicine?
Whether it was true or not, Jian Luo did not dare to raise too many questions and just said, "Okay."
He had something on his mind and was not in the mood to sleep in the morning. Instead, he started to deal with some work matters. He found that the notary office gave him a review opinion on the marriage law because Jian Luo made some changes to some items.
For example, the requirement of taking the husband's surname was deleted, and Jian Luo's opinion was that after a couple gets married, the pre-marital property will not be counted as joint property, but the property earned by both parties after marriage will be counted as joint property. He gave many opinions on similar regulations, including some references to some previous marriage laws on Earth.
Because he took into account the psychology of some Dark Star people, he proposed the establishment of a dual marriage law.
One is the original version and the other is a revised version. When getting married, you can go to the notary office to choose whichever one you want. He gave the right of choice to the public, and the notary office approved the proposal. Probably in some time, this dual marriage law will be announced to the public.
The other party said: "If you have any comments, please raise them again and we can discuss it."
Jian Luo replied: "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome." The person in charge was quite humorous. He said, "If you really want to thank me, vegetables are hard to come by in the market lately. Just give me some food. My wife watches the live broadcast every day and is crying with greed."
Jian Luo laughed and agreed repeatedly.
"Dong Dong Dong"
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Jian Luo raised his head and put away his work: "Come in."
Because of the fever, his voice was hoarse and his complexion was not very good. When he sat by the bed, the little guy looked very fragile.
When Lu Shifeng came in, he was holding a bowl of medicine. He stood beside the bed and said to Jian Luo, "Come and drink the medicine."
Jian Luo sat up obediently and walked to the table not far from the bed and sat down. He took the medicine bowl and took a look. It was a black soup medicine. It smelled a bit like Chinese medicine, and it might be very bitter. He stirred it with a spoon, scooped a spoonful into his mouth and took a sip tentatively.
It was surprisingly not bitter, but had a refreshing taste, like the fragrance of a cedar forest after the rain. His throat was actually uncomfortable because of the fever, but this soup was very moisturizing and relieved the astringency in his throat. This fragrance made Jian Luo a little dazed. Many times, he could also smell it on Lu Shifeng's body, which was like a pheromone. He would feel very comfortable every time he smelled it.
How did this medicine come about?
Jian Luo happily paused while drinking the medicine. He felt that he could not drink any more. He raised his head and looked at Lu Shifeng hesitantly: "This medicine..."
Lu Shifeng said: "Why, are you feeling unwell?"
"No."
Jian Luo's hand holding the soup spoon paused slightly. He had a very bold idea in his mind, which he didn't know whether he should say it out loud or not.
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