Chapter 925 You Are Not Crazy (64)

"If you keep arguing, I'll deal with you." He Zeyu said fiercely.

Shen Mubai didn't think so, he groaned, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Because she was really sleepy, she fell asleep within a few minutes.

.....

When the bell rang in the morning, Shen Mubai woke up in a daze. She felt a little headache and a little groggy. The warmth around her made her involuntarily crawl into it. She rubbed it subconsciously and fell asleep again. .

"Get up." A deep voice sounded from my ears.

Shen Mubai didn't want to get up. She didn't even want to open her eyes. She just felt that her whole body was soft.

The flush on the other person's face made He Zeyu frown slightly, and he couldn't help but stretch out his big hand towards her forehead.

Then the aura on his body became violent for a moment, and the look on his face was extremely gloomy.

People who are sick will unconsciously act like a baby, just like Shen Mubai now. After realizing that the thing he could lean on was gone, he muttered dissatisfiedly, and then held on tightly.

Normally, the other party's behavior would only make He Zeyu want to fuck her hard, but the current situation left him with no other thoughts in his mind.

"idiot."

After sleeping for too long, Shen Mubai woke up in a daze, and He Zeyu's familiar voice came to his ears, "Take medicine."

She opened her eyes and found that the other party was holding pills and hot water. She couldn't help but sit up and rubbed her eyes and said, "Am I sick?"

She touched her hot forehead. No wonder she felt uncomfortable all over.

He Zeyu on the other side just frowned and handed over the medicine.

Shen Mubai obediently took the medicine and drank it with hot water.

She looked at the porridge on the side, pointed at it and said, "Just give me this?"

He Zeyu clicked his tongue impatiently, "Then what else do you want to eat?"

Shen Mubai said, "I want to eat meat."

He Zeyu sneered, picked up the bowl, scooped up the porridge and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

Shen Mubai, "..."

Sure enough, it was a lie to think that He Zeyu was a little gentle today.

This time the illness came violently, and Shen Mubai's condition did not improve much after sleeping for a long time.

In a daze, a big hand placed on her forehead, and then pulled away.

....

Prison infirmary.

As soon as the doctor in a white coat heard the footsteps, he knew who it was without raising his head.

The other party kicked the table next to her in displeasure and sneered, "What kind of bullshit doctor are you trying to be? She's still not cured yet."

He raised his head with a headache. Doctor Li was a little speechless, but he was a person that many prisoners in Area A were afraid of. He did not dare to confront him, so he politely said, "Either send him a few injections, or take medicine for a few days." , the former is faster, and the latter is better if it is slower."

Of course, He Zeyu didn't want to send anyone here, so he stared at the person in front of him unhappily.

Dr. Li couldn't resist, "If it doesn't work, just let him sweat more. I don't have much else to do."

He watched the other party leave, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't know what the newcomer looked like, but he was fascinated by the prison king.

Sweating?

He Zeyu returned to the room and stared at the person lying on the bed. For the first time, he felt that there were things in prison that could not be easily solved with fists.

Holding the person in his arms, he looked at the lightly red face in front of him and felt a little irritable.

The weather in the afternoon was already relatively hot, and even if they stayed in the prison at the end, it would inevitably be affected.