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Chapter 1764 Do you have a headache?

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    Song Chujiu sat up from the bed and turned on the bedside lamp.

    "I'll get a glass of water."

    There was water and cups in the room, and Song Chujiu poured two cups of water.

    When he walked to the bed and was about to hand it to Xiao Moqing, Song Chujiu unexpectedly saw Xiao Moqing gently pressing his head, his eyes slightly closed, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed.

    "What's wrong with you?" Song Chujiu held the water glass tightly and looked at him intently.  "Have a headache?"

    Xiao Moqing suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Song Chujiu with his deep eyes, reflecting the worried look in the woman's eyes.

    "Um."

    Song Chujiu looked at the man's handsome face, and his eyes fell on the scar on his forehead.

    "Is it the wound that hurts?"

    The wound on his forehead has scabbed over, so it should not hurt anymore.

    Thinking of his illness, Song Chujiu became increasingly worried.

    Xi Qianluo once said that Xiao Moqing often had headaches.

    Xiao Moqing responded, "Yeah."

    Song Chujiu frowned slightly, "The injury on your head seems to be serious. Does it really matter if you are discharged from the hospital so soon?"

    "You still know it's very heavy? Who gave you this?" Xiao Moqing's voice was indifferent, and sarcasm appeared on his handsome face.  "You hurt me without even looking at me. You are as cold-blooded and ruthless as ever.

    Song Chujiu was silent for a moment, "Isn't Xi Qianluo studying medicine? Her care will be more professional than mine."

    Xiao Moqing asked: "How do you know?"

    Song Chujiu didn¡¯t know whether he meant how she knew Xi Qianluo was taking care of him, or whether he was talking about Xi Qianluo¡¯s medical studies.

    She didn¡¯t want to dwell on this topic anymore, so she changed the subject and said, ¡°Do you need medicine now or do you need to take medicine?¡±

    "all need."

    "Where is the medicine?"

    Xiao Moqing looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then opened the drawer next to the bed.

    Song Chujiu walked over and rummaged through the medicine in the drawer.

    Song Chujiu put the oral medicine aside, took a look at the instructions for using external medicine, and began to treat Xiao Moqing's wound.

    After lifting his bangs, Song Chujiu discovered that the wound was deeper than she thought. Fortunately, it was on the forehead, and she didn't know if it would leave a scar.

    She said while applying the medicine: "You have a wound on your forehead now. When washing your hair, try to be careful not to get it wet. Although the wound has scabbed now, there is still a risk of infection. It is not suitable for strenuous exercise. It is very dangerous.  Easily cracks the wound.¡±

    That day when she went to the hospital, Song Chujiu learned some information and advice from the doctor.

    She said it in a normal tone. However, the man with his eyes closed reopened his eyes and repeated meaningfully: "Strong exercise?"

    Song Chujiu¡¯s hand movements paused. He clearly knew that she had no other intentions, but he still deliberately pretended not to know, and even acted like a hooligan.

    Song Chujiu gave him the medicine and began to pack the medicine box without saying a word.

    Someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, the world started spinning, and Xiao Moqing pushed her down on the bed.

    "Is it like this?"

    "Xiao Moqing!" Song Chujiu's eyes showed a bit of anger, "If your wound opens, don't say it's because of me."

    The man¡¯s pupils reflected the woman¡¯s expression of shame and anger. Such vivid features were much more pleasing to the eye than some time ago.

    Xiao Moqing suddenly lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

    Song Chujiu couldn't help but struggle, but he was afraid of accidentally touching his wound. After struggling for a few times, he stopped moving.

    Xiao Moqing couldn't help but deepen the kiss, feeling passionate and devoted.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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