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Chapter 1800 Taking Care of He Zhiling

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    Wang Pu said: "Then will you go and see it?"

    I said: "Then go ahead. If you are scolded, be scolded. If you are humiliated, be humiliated."

    Wang Pu said: "Actually, you care about others."

    I said: "Let's not talk about this for now, where is she."

    Wang Pu said: "I don't know."

    I said: "Then should I go to her house directly? Or should I give her a call?"

    Wang Pu said: "She may not answer the call. Just go to her directly. If you are at home, she will be very touched when you go, although it will not show on the surface. If you are not at home, you can call her again."

    I said: "That's fine. But what if she still ignores me."

    Wang Pu said: "People are sick and have such a serious cold. What are you talking about? Don't you feel sorry for her and don't care about her?"

    I said: "I'm just afraid that my enthusiasm will be extinguished by her bucket of cold water."

    Wang Pu said: "Then you have to go! Even if you have a warm face and a cold butt, you have to go. She is seriously ill, and if you care about her and take care of her, she will be grateful to you."

    I said: "You didn't tell me at that time to wait for her to take the initiative to find me, so the more I look for her now, the more disgusted I become."

    Wang Pu said: "You are just afraid, afraid of being rejected by her and being treated coldly. You are cowardly."

    I said: "I just don't think it's worth it. I'm not willing to give in."

    Wang Pu said: "Then it's up to you what to do. Anyway, that's all I can tell you. She feels very uncomfortable now. Of course, you can choose what to do."

    He hung up the phone.

    I lit a cigarette, thought about it, and decided to go find her. I felt that she must be feeling very uncomfortable now.

    I took a taxi to her house and arrived at her door, but I didn¡¯t buy anything.

    It seemed that someone was at home, and I saw the lights were on downstairs, but I was afraid that if I knocked on the door and went in, she wouldn't open the door for me.

    So I went to the security guard. The security guards here were all afraid of me. I gave a security guard two hundred yuan and asked him to do me a favor.

    The security guard asked me to take him to the door of He Zhiling's house, and then I hid beside him while he knocked on the door.

    Knocked on He Zhiling's door.

    After two minutes, He Zhiling opened the door and heard her ask the security guard: "What's the matter?"

    I went over immediately and opened the door to the prison area.

    Looked at He Zhiling.

    Closed the door.

    He Zhiling's face was a little pale, she was indeed ill.

    When I pushed the door open, she was coughing.

    I feel a little pity for her. Such a strong woman can also get sick. I used to say that she is made of cement, so she will get sick one day.

    In fact, it¡¯s not surprising. Everyone has had a cold and no one is immune to it.

    She is usually too busy to take care of herself. It has been rainy these days, so she probably got sick from the rain.

    After coughing, she said: "Get out!"

    I looked at her, she was wearing pajamas and pajamas, fluffy pajamas and pajamas.

    I said: "Let me see you."

    She was weak and looked at me for a while. When she saw that I would not leave, she said, "I'll call the police."

    I said: "Go to the hospital."

    ¡°It hurts me to see her like this.

    She said: "Leave quickly!"

    I don¡¯t even have the strength to say the order.

    She went to get the mobile phone on the table, and I grabbed her mobile phone and refused to call her.

    She wanted to hit me, but she didn't have the strength.

    She stopped grabbing her and walked back to the room. I followed her directly into the room.

    The goddess¡¯s room is clean and simple, and looks very much in line with her style.

    After He Zhiling went back to the room, she sat on the edge of the bed. She originally wanted to go to sleep, but I followed her in. She had no choice but to make trouble with me now.

    I looked at her bedside, and there was only a glass of warm water.

    I asked: ¡°Have you taken your medicine?¡±

    He Zhiling said: "I don't want to see you, don't make me really angry."

    I said, "I don't want to see you either! To be honest, when I came here, I knew you would have this attitude towards me, but I just wanted you not to die."

    He Zhiling said nothing.

    I said: "You haven't taken any medicine, right?"

    She sat with her head lowered.bsp; I hurried over: "Are you okay?"

    Her eyelids were blinking, and she seemed to be alive.

    I said: "What to eat."

    I opened the noodles and porridge and put them away.

    She remained motionless.

    I said: "You must eat, otherwise you will not be well. Hurry up. If you don't eat, I will force-fed you to eat."

    Her eyes turned around and looked at me.

    I sat on the edge of the bed, picked her up forcefully and leaned against the head of the bed.

    Then I came over with a bowl of porridge and was about to feed her, and she said, "I'll eat it myself."

    The tone was calm.

    Returned to his usual appearance.

    Although I haven¡¯t completely recovered from my illness, it is no longer that serious.

    But after I put the porridge in her hand, she was holding the spoon and her hands were shaking, so she couldn't drink the porridge properly.

    I said: "I'll feed you."

    She said: "No need."

    I took the porridge from her hand, and then snatched the small spoon from her hand.

    Sit down, hold the porridge and a spoon, and feed her.

    She closed her mouth tightly, and when I put the porridge in front of her, she turned her head to the other side.

    I said: "Do you want to eat it or not?"

    She said: "You don't need to feed me."

    His character is still so stubborn.

    I said, "You won't get better if you don't eat."

    I put the spoon to her mouth and touched her lips, but she still closed her lips tightly.

    I said: "If you don't open your mouth, it will spill on your clothes and quilt."

    She still kept her mouth shut.

    When I got angry, I said, "I don't believe you didn't open your mouth!"

    I put the porridge directly, then hugged her head, kissed her lips, and then pushed her lips apart with my tongue. She closed her lips tightly, and then hit me hard with her hands. It was already  She tried her best, but she was sick at this time and had no strength at all.

    I held her hand tightly.

    Then he continued to kiss her lips, and she turned her head.

    She turned her head hard to prevent me from kissing her, but I didn't let her go, and kept pressing my lips against hers.

    I don¡¯t believe you didn¡¯t open your mouth!

    Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and opened her mouth.

    I bit her lip and stuck my tongue into her mouth. She suddenly opened her mouth and bit my tongue hard.

    I jumped up in pain: "Ah!"

    The bite hurt so much.

    I squatted down and it hurt.

    I touched my tongue with the back of my hand and found it was bleeding.

    She bites really hard.

    She stared at me with a murderous look.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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