True Love of the Named Family
Chapter 252 Someone is reluctant to make you uncomfortable
“Can you dress her up?” After throwing for more than half an hour, he finally cleared all the wounds on Bei Mingye's body and put on some good medicine. Ming Ke looked at Doctor Yang who was packing, and asked: “A looser nightgown. ?"
“Oke.” Doctor Yang nodded, collected the potions, and began to take out Bei Mingye. Fortunately, Bei Mingye had everything in this lounge. Even nightgowns and casual wear are available. You can take one from the closet, help it sit, and wear it carefully. Except for the scars on the face and neck, there are scars on the face and neck.
The rest could not see the injury.
Moreover, his face was not ugly.
Ming Ke sighed in relief and noticed that in the office outside, the soup and Bei Mingxun, who had already bought food, were still there.
The company's restaurant basically did not serve food at night, so Bei Mingxun only bought a few outside. When Mingke helped Bei Mingye out of the lounge, she and Yitang put the items on the sofa. Waiting for them to have dinner together.
Seeing the name Ke had supported Bei Mingye, Bei Mingxun raised her eyebrows and could not help but hum, "Is there such a weakness?"
Bei Mingye did not bother to pay attention to him. Not only was he not standing upright, but instead making his taller body more famous, he was able to suppress a little, and nearly half of his body weight weighed down on him. .
Ming had no idea that he was deliberately embarrassing himself, but he had long since gotten used to the inferiority of this man, plus what he said now was really painful, so he did not care about him.
Actually, frankly, I don't care about him. The emperor is great. With him, I will always be disturbed. Where is there room for him to fight?
“I will return to the Imperial Garden to see the situation. Medicine Master is here.” The doctor who didn't stay for dinner with them. No one gave the medicine he took, so he directly handed it over to Ming Ke: "There is written above. When to eat, how much to eat at once."
"so." After helping Bei Mingye sit on the sofa, Ming Ke took the medicine and glanced at him before looking at Doctor Yang again: "Is it possible that he has a fever at night, Wan I has a fever..."
"Master never takes fever-lowering medication." Doctor Yang had treated Bei Mingye for many years, and had known her temperament and habits. He reluctantly said: "Master thinks that anti-fever drugs are harmful to the nerves. ..."
What if I have a severe fever? ”The name is a little anxious. If someone was injured, they would probably burn in the middle of the night. If-if ... If you do not take heat-lowering medication, do you really have to take it? ? This guy, do you want to be so stubborn!
“Doctor Yang, better you give me a little hot-diminishing medicine.” Said.
Doctor Yang looked at him and then at Bei Mingye. She could not see the expression of resistance on her husband's face. He took a bottle of anti-fever medicine from the medicine box and handed it to her. It's ten degrees, sir can easily pass it, if it's higher than forty degrees, please persuade him."
“So.” After seeing him off, Ming Ke took the medicine and confessed to Bei Mingye, then returned to the waiting room and stored the medicine.
As he walked away, Bei Mingxun finally could not help but glance at Bei Mingye, and squeezed out his thick sword brows: "It seems like someone is reluctant to make you uncomfortable."
"What's? Envy or jealousy? "Bei Mingye glanced at him and hummed. Although he had deliberately prevented others from seeing the excitement in his heart at this moment, the pride in his words was still easy to hear.
His woman felt sorry for him, this point really made him feel very lost.
Boss. He was no longer cold and unpopular. Now she not only had a hint of a sincere smile every once in a while, but also had an expression that most people had.
The whole person was a little more grounded, and he looked more like a normal person with flesh blood, he just did not know if such a change was good or bad.
“There's no point in choosing that crazy guy.” Bei Mingxun could not help but complain.
They can die, but they are not the same as fire wolves. The fire wolf was a constant madman, and they had to consider many things at least.
It's really not good to be a fire wolf.
“Next, what will you do?” Bei Mingxun asked again.
Bei Mingye glanced at him faintly, picked up the cup that the soup passed through, and held it in her hand. His eyes sank, and a bloodthirsty murderous aura seemed to flow in his eyes: "Use violence to control violence."
With a flash, there was the sound of a cup falling to the floor at the entrance of the waiting room.
The three of them were stunned at the same time and turned their heads abruptly, only to see that the name Ke, who was frightened with a small face, was stunned for a moment, and then he crouched down to pick up the broken glass.
He did not want Bei Mingye to drink condensed tea while he was injured and sick, so he poured a cup of warm water from the drinking fountain inside and planned to give it to him, he heard Bei Mingye as soon as he came out of the waiting room. That phrase.
The four words he had just said, "Using violence to control violence", hit his heart, and he had no idea what was going on. As soon as he loosened his hand, the cup fell.
I took out two shards of glass, and when I took the third one, I accidentally swiped my long fingers at the edge of the shards, and a red explosion suddenly appeared.
He could not hold his breath, and subconsciously pulled his long finger, looking down at the blood coming out from his fingertips. Just when he did not know what to do, Bei Mingye's tall body was already crouching beside him.
Seeing the blood spilling from his fingertips, his face sank, and he was clearly displeased at the moment. She grabbed her little hand without humming, stuffed the injured finger into her mouth, and sucked gently a few times. .
The wound was not large, after the blood was sucked by it, it did not take long for the wound to not bleed anymore.
He pulled her up, glanced back at the lost soup, then pulled her back into the sitting room, took out the plaster from the drawer and applied it himself to her.
He Tang reacted a bit of muse, and hurriedly went to tidy up the broken glass.
Looking at the man sitting next to him and treating his wound, Ming Ke was still a little confused, his thin lips kept quivering and wanted to speak, but in the end all the words were swallowed back into his stomach, leaving. He should not have asked her about her affair, nor was he qualified to ask her, but he really wanted to ask her if the expression "rejecting violence by violence" just now was true, she said, is he serious?