1145 I Like You (1)

Anielle was dumbfounded by his question. --

Chris looked at her seriously and asked very seriously, "Tell me, do you like him?" ”

"I'm ......" Anielle glanced nervously left and right, her hands clenched.

Chris stretched out his hand and was about to pull her out of here, but at this time, the door of the room opened, and the doctor walked out with an excited face, not expecting to meet them, and quickly said, "Your Highness, the patient is awake!" ”

Anel was stunned, pushed the doctor away and hurried into the room.

Sure enough, Ye Sijue, who was still unconscious just now, was sitting on the head of the bed at the moment, and after hearing the voice, he turned his head to look at her.

The two looked at each other.

Although he was awake, his eyes were misty, as if he couldn't find focus, and his face was red.

"Little Meng......" he called to her in a hoarse voice.

Anielle walked over to the bedside, looked at him worriedly, and asked, "Are you still feeling bad?" ”

The doctor said behind him, "Although the patient is awake, the fever has not gone away much. ”

This is also where the doctor felt strange, even though the fever did not go away, the person suddenly woke up on his own.

Nightlord's hand was raised, as if to grab Anil.

Anil looked at his hand, her eyes were red, and she subconsciously walked over and took his hand.

Nightlord grabbed her tightly.

Anil reached out and touched his face, and sure enough, it was still very hot, no wonder his face was so red.

Chris walked in and saw this scene, his eyes couldn't tell what he was thinking, he just rolled his eyes, looked at the doctor and said, "The other person is awake, is it better?" Is there any other way to reduce his fever now? ”

The doctor thought for a moment and said, "You can eat first, and when you have physical strength, your body will recover faster." ”

Chris turned around and told the servant to prepare the food.

Anil thought of something and called the servant, "Let's cook him porridge!" A simple lean porridge or something like that will do. ”

"Porridge?" Although Chris was puzzled, he thought that this was probably the habit of the Chinese, so he asked the maid to go down and prepare.

"By the way, bring the soup first, let him drink it to cushion his stomach."

The servant went down, and soon brought a bowl of soup, the same soup that Aniel had just drunk.

Anel naturally took the bowl and sat on the edge of the bed to feed Nightlord.

Chris glanced at her, but didn't say anything.

Yesjue has never been fed since he was a child, but he looked at Anille and did not refuse, like a tame dog, let Anil feed him.

The doctor stood between the three of them, vaguely sensing that the atmosphere was a little eerie.

He put his hand to his mouth, coughed and said, "After eating, take a little more antipyretics, plus physical cooling, it should come down." ”

But no one answered him, which made him feel even more embarrassed, and he wondered if he should go out first.

Wait until the bowl of soup is finished.

As soon as Anil put down the bowl, Chris grabbed her wrist.

"Come out with me." Chris's expression was not gentle, it was a bit serious.

"But......," Anielle looked at Lord Nights.

"I have something to tell you." Chris gestured.

Anil hesitated, and as she got up with Chrisla's movements, her other hand was grabbed by Lord Nights.

She tugged hard, as if she was afraid that she would leave.

"I have something to tell you, too." Compared with Chris's elegant voice, Ye Sijue's voice is very hoarse, which makes people feel very distressed to listen to.