Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1679
Yaocen has a fever.
Ever since Ling Zhou kissed him and warned him with those words, this eldest senior brother, who was proud and more godlike than gods, has been in complete chaos.
In addition, the wound had not healed yet, and I don’t know when I developed a fever.
The corners of my eyes were burning red.
He was just lying on the big bed in heaven, and no one had untied the silver chain on his hand.
If your nose is blocked, you need to open your lips to breathe properly.
The whole person looked extremely fragile, which formed a sharp contrast with the clarity and determination in her phoenix eyes.
It’s like a banished immortal who has mistakenly entered the mortal world and been tempted by love.
Click——
Ling Zhou placed the medicine bowl on the bedside, and like countless times before, he carefully placed the long straw transformed by divine power on Yao Cen’s lips and coaxed, “Drink the medicine.”
Yao Cen was angry with him, so he turned his head away and refused to drink.
Ling Zhou was not annoyed, but stretched the straw a little longer and put it to his lips: “A Cen, if you don’t drink the medicine, I can’t guarantee how I will feed you~”
The man’s upturned peach blossom eyes flashed with a few hints of romantic charm, and his tone was full of contempt: “Although this method is a bit vulgar, but…you must promise that you have never been treated like this before, I…”
Before he finished speaking, Yao Cen propped himself up and sat up, raised his hand to pick up the medicine on the table, and drank it directly from the bowl.
Then, he swung his hand and hit Ling Zhou: “Get lost!”
The white jade bowl fell on his shoulder. Ling Zhou’s lips turned pale and he frowned subconsciously, but the smile on his face remained unchanged. He muttered, “Still as fierce as before.”
After saying this, he got up and left without saying anything else.
It was not until he reached the door that he moved his shoulders uncomfortably, accompanied by a slight “hiss…”
The sound was not loud, but it was enough to attract Yaocen’s attention.
What’s wrong with this kid?
After a while of confusion, another doctor came over to change his medicine and heal his wounds, giving him earnest instructions.
“Shangxian Yaocen, the thunder is dangerous. If you want to cultivate your divine power in the future, you must never stand in the center of the thunder array again. After all, cultivation is a small matter, but your health is a big matter.”
“Thank you. I’ll make a note of it.” Yao Cen responded. He was preoccupied with other things and didn’t hear much of the serious instructions.
After several twists and turns, he still couldn’t help but ask: “Ling Zhou invited you here. Is he… injured?”
“Ah, this…” When he said this, the doctor’s eyes subconsciously avoided.
This aroused Yaocen’s vigilance even more.
He asked, “How did he get hurt? Where was he hurt? Is it serious?”
The doctor pursed his lips in embarrassment.
Yao Cen continued to assure: “Don’t worry, I know the patient’s illness must be kept confidential, but he is my junior fellow apprentice, it doesn’t matter.”
“I promise, I absolutely won’t tell anyone.”
“Alas.” Perhaps because he was too persistent, the doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Didn’t the Immortal Lingzhou carry you back from the thunder array a few days ago? At that time, you were accidentally hit on the shoulder by a level nine thunder, and it hasn’t healed yet.”
After saying that, he hurriedly instructed: “This, Lingzhou Immortal won’t let me tell you, especially won’t let me tell you, you must keep it a secret.”
Ling Zhou was injured because of him, why didn’t he tell anyone for so long?
Yaocen felt a little uneasy, and suddenly he regretted hitting him with the medicine bowl.
That was a level nine thunderbolt. I wonder if that boy’s shoulder hurts…
“My Lord, the medicine has been changed. I will leave now.”
The doctor’s voice sounded beside him at the right time. Yao Cen quickly gathered his thoughts and raised his hand to call for help: “Doctor, Ling Zhou’s shoulder was hit by something today. Could you please go and take a look at him again?”
Hearing this, the scheming little junior brother who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping slowly raised the corners of his lips.
What a naive person, A-Cen.
