Qiao Zhen stuffed a hot water bottle into his stomach, scolding him as she did so, "I told you to drink plain water, not coffee! Not coffee! But you wouldn't listen, and now look what happened! Are you happy now?" Still not satisfied, she pinched He Zhao's abdomen again, and then poked it a few more times with her fingertips.
He Zhao accurately grasped Qiao Zhen's hand and uttered a single, limp word, "It hurts."
Qiao Zhen glanced at him, but ultimately didn't bother him anymore. She gently rubbed his stomach with her warm hands. "It doesn't hurt that much. How come you don't learn your lesson? You deserve it!"
When the IV drip was finished, Qiao Zhen noticed his hand was trembling as she was about to remove the needle. She held He Zhao's hand where the needle had been inserted, "Are you cold?"
No, his hands aren't cold.
Qiao Zhen looked at him with a puzzled expression.
He Zhao gave a haughty "humph" and used his other hand to pull the blanket over his head.
Qiao Zhen looked at He Zhao's tense hand and said, "Relax, honey. The blood is flowing back in. Relax a little, and I'll pull it out again once the blood has flowed back in."
The blood flowed even more violently.
Qiao Zhen forcefully pulled off the blanket, leaned over and kissed He Zhao's lips passionately in a French kiss.
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Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the blood in the IV tube had flowed back, and then she quickly pulled the needle out of He Zhao's hand in one swift motion.
He Zhao was completely stunned.
Qiao Zhen used a cotton swab that had been placed on the bedside table to apply some medicine to the injection site, then put on a band-aid, and then left with the empty medicine bottle.
He Zhao stared blankly at Qiao Zhen's retreating figure, inexplicably finding her rather cool just now. Two blushes crept onto his face without him realizing it, his cheeks burning.
This unusual behavior must be because of illness!
After Qiao Zhen left, she instructed Zhang Ma to cook some vegetable porridge. He Zhao couldn't eat meat or fish right now, only porridge. Sigh, seeing how pitiful he was, she'd reluctantly be a little nicer to him! Being sick makes it easier to take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state.
He Zhao waited a long time for Qiao Zhen to return, and his stomach was growling loudly from hunger.
This woman!
How annoying!
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