Chapter 155 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 157

If the boss doesn't go, he can't eat either!

"Not hungry!" Zhan Qing replied, but his deep eyes kept looking at the swaying figure on the playground.

"Boss, you didn't eat breakfast, so you're still hungry?" Chi Shuai said helplessly.

In fact, Chi Shuai knew that the boss didn't eat breakfast because Young Master Qin didn't eat it, and that he didn't eat lunch this time because Young Master Qin...

"Not hungry!" Zhan Qing was indeed not hungry, and had been hung up on that brat all morning.

Chi Shuai is speechless, the boss treats Young Master Qin a little bit wrong!

Qin Qiao raised her head and glanced at the sun, she is so vicious, Uncle Jiu, you are so cruel!

Shaking his neck, facing the sun, his body softened, and he fell to the ground...

Standing on the second floor, Zhan Qing watched Qin Qiao faint...

At that moment, his heart stopped suddenly for a few seconds, then he recovered and rushed out.

Qin Qiao, who was lying on the ground, was counting one, two, three, four in her heart...

When she counted to fifty-seven, she was suddenly hugged up.

Familiar with the smell of tobacco, Qin Qiao closed her eye sockets in Zhan Qing's arms, with a wicked curve on her lips.

Why didn't he faint early and insisted on being exposed to such a poisonous sun, because Uncle Jiu felt sorry and felt guilty, and no longer wanted to train her.

It was the second time that Qin Qiao was taken to the infirmary by Uncle Jiu, and she fell into a coma.

Only this time, Bai Mo said to Zhan Qing in a tacit understanding, "He suffered from heatstroke, last time she passed out due to hypoglycemia, Master Jiu doesn't remember?"

"Letting him stand in the scorching sun without eating is equivalent to killing him!"

Bai Mo prepared something for Qin Qiao's infusion, looked at Qin Qiao who was pretending to be very similar on the bed, and when he lowered his head, he suppressed his laughter.

Looking up at Master Jiu's anxious and annoyed expression, Bai Mo thought to himself, Master Jiu really loves this Qin Qiao very much.

Qin Qiao is the only person in this world who dares to play tricks on Master Jiu like this.

Bai Mo gave Qin Qiao an infusion, but Master Jiu still stood there without moving.

Bai Mo thought to himself, if Master Jiu had been standing like this, Qin Qiao would have to pretend to be exhausted.

"Master Jiu, I'll just watch. I won't be able to wake up for a while, so go get busy! I'll tell you when I wake up!"

Bai Mo said while packing his things.

Zhan Qing didn't move or speak, just stood there.

Just looking at Qin Qiao, looking at his sweat-wet hair and his slightly flushed handsome face.

Limp as if dying.

"Hypoglycemic anemia, how to make up for it?" Zhan Qing asked after standing for a while.

"For food supplements, pork liver porridge, chicken soup porridge, mutton soup, eat more fruits, red bean porridge is also fine..."

Bai Mo said something briefly, Zhan Qing turned around and left after listening.

Bai Mo opened his mouth and hasn't finished speaking yet, what is Master Jiu doing?

After Zhan Qing left, Bai Mo closed the door and drew the curtains.

"Get up!" Then he poured a glass of cold water and said.

Qin Qiao stretched her waist and sat up shaking her neck, took the water glass from Bai Mo's hand, and drank it clean.

"What did you hit?" Qin Qiao asked, looking at the back of her hand.

"Glucose, hit it!"

Bai Mo took out some snacks from the cabinet and put them on the bed.

He took a wet wipe and handed it to Qin Qiao, but Qin Qiao didn't pick it up, but stretched out his hand to let Bai Mo wipe it for her.

Bai Mo shook his head, wiped Qin Qiao's fingers one by one, and then changed to a wet towel and wiped it again.

"Which one to eat?" Bai Mo asked, pointing to the things in the bag.

Midnight