Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1320
Chapter 1320: Chapter 1307: Entering the ears and intoxicating the heart_1 Chapter 1320: Chapter 1307: Entering the ears and intoxicating the heart_1 “Damn, they got away.”
The girl in purple clothes stomped her foot angrily, feeling frustrated.
“Where did those rude men come from? They dared to ignore the rules set by our Master and barged into the hot spring, causing trouble.”
The girl in pink clothes was puzzled, secretly guessing the origins of the two men.
“Let them be.”
The Master mentioned by the two disciples, the girl in white clothes, pondered as she glanced in the direction of the barracks.
An absolutely beautiful face flashed before her eyes, and a soft and tender voice overflowed from the corner of her lips, interrupting her disciples' chatter.
“Master, those two smelly men have dirtied the hot spring water. Let's find another place.”
The girl in purple clothes was impatient and irritable, disdainfully glancing at the spring pool, filled with anger.
“Alright.”
The girl in white clothes nodded, gracefully turned around and, along with her two disciples, flew out of the barrier.
*
“Achoo!”
In the barracks' tent, Qing Yuan wrapped himself in a thick quilt, constantly sneezing and shivering from the cold, like a shaking pendulum.
Wrapped in a bath towel, and exposed to the bone-chilling cold wind after escaping from the hot spring, his seemingly frail body showed signs of catching a cold and having a fever.
“Drink a bowl of cold-expelling soup, repel the coldness, have a good sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow.”
Mu Fan was proficient in medicinal knowledge and personally brewed a bowl of soup to prevent catching a cold, then brought it over to Qing Yuan.
“So bitter.”
Qing Yuan held his breath, gulped down the medicine, and the bitter taste spread all over his mouth. The taste made his handsome face almost twist into a knot.
He wasn't really weak and didn't want to take the medicine.
He felt wronged by his impressive acting skills, having to get hurt and take medicine.
“Pear Flower Water, do you want it?”
Mu Fan caught a glimpse of his pitiful appearance and suddenly let out a faint laugh.
The low and pleasant laughter, like fine wine, intoxicated whoever heard it.
“Yes.”
Qing Yuan's heart warmed, firmly nodding and waiting for the sweet pear flower water to wash away the bitterness in his mouth.
“You're a grown man, yet you like sweet water like a child.”
Mu Fan's lips curved as he took out the last bottle of Pear Flower Water from the Storage Ring. Involuntarily, an image of a cute Little Spirit Peach appeared before him.
Where did that little fellow go?
It hadn't been seen since the Life and Death Platform duel. Did it find its mother?
With these thoughts, his hands didn't stop, skillfully mixing a cup of warm Pear Flower Water and handing it to Qing Yuan.
“Thanks.”
Qing Yuan took the cup, drank it all in one gulp, comfortably closed his eyes, and savored the taste.
“Get some sleep early.”
Mu Fan took back the empty cup and carefully reminded him, “You'll sweat after taking the medicine tonight, just call me if you are thirsty, and I'll get you some water.”
“Oh, okay.”
Thinking about having to continue pretending to be sick, Qing Yuan drooped his head, hugged the quilt, wailed, and fell onto the bed.
Mu Fan couldn't help but smile, then blew out the candle, lay down with clothes on, pulled the quilt over him, and closed his eyes peacefully.
Perhaps out of concern for the young man, he didn't sleep very well, and kept paying attention to the movements beside him.
*
In the middle of the night, he seemed to hear agonizing sleep-talk next to his ear and suddenly woke up, reaching out to touch Qing Yuan's forehead.
It was burning hot, covered in sweat.
He's got a fever.
Mu Fan's heart trembled, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.
He poured a cup of lukewarm water, helped Qing Yuan sit up, stuffed a prepared fever-reducing pill into his mouth, and swallowed it with the warm water.
Qing Yuan obediently let Mu Fan handle him, swallowed the pill gently, and softly leaned against Mu Fan's chest.
The scorching hot skin came into contact with Mu Fan's heart, and despite the clothes, he could still feel the burning heat.
Chapter end
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