How to Feed a Little Jiaojiao in the Last Days

Chapter 47

Chapter 47

    Jiang Lian stared at the mint candy in the palm of the man in black for a while, then slowly shifted his eyes to his face, and said hesitantly: "Thank you, but I don't want to eat candy now,? If it is possible, can you give me a cup?" Water?"

    Then she saw,? The eyes of the man in black shone slightly, he didn't say yes or no, he held Tang tightly, turned and left.

    He leaves the room.

    Jiang Lian felt an indescribably strange feeling.

    If she hadn't witnessed the brutality of the other party's murder, she would almost have thought he was a good person just by looking at his performance.

    The curtains that covered half of the windows fluttered gently, and the morning breeze blew into the room with a bit of coolness. Jiang Lian shrank slightly and pulled up the quilt.

    As the light grew brighter, she began to survey the room.

    This is a very old-looking room, with mottled, dark and old walls, and dusty old furniture piled up in the corners. At a glance, only the bed under her can be seen in this room, although it is just a A bed with a bed board and a quilt, in contrast to the shabbyness of other things, it is not bad.

    The door reopened, and the man in black came back.

    He held a cup in one hand and a bag of cupcakes in the other.

    Jiang Lian only took the water.

    She was very thirsty, and finished drinking a glass of water as soon as she raised her head. Seeing that she was drinking in such a hurry, the man in black put down the small cake, picked up the cup and went out to fill another cup and returned it to her.

    Jiang Lian covered the quilt up to her neck, only showing one arm to hold a water glass. She glanced at the medicines thrown on the floor beside the bed, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Excuse me, do you have antipyretics here?"

    The man in black was taken aback.

    Jiang Lian turned to look at him, and saw his smoky gray eyes fixed on her, full of doubts.

    Jiang Lian nodded, "Yes, I have a fever."

    The man in black immediately went to the bed and squatted on the ground looking for medicine.

    Jiang Lian noticed that his movements were a little stiff and his joints were not flexible enough, making him look a little bulky.

    He came back with several boxes of medicine, and put them all on the bed in one breath. Jiang Lian glanced at the eye medicine box, and his eyes were glued to his hands.

    Skinny, with exposed veins, pale gray, and protruding joints, it doesn't look like human hands at all.

    Seeing that she didn't move, Yun Qiubai thought it was because he didn't know which medicine to take, so he picked up the boxes to read, and then handed her a box of fever-reducing medicine made from traditional Chinese medicine.

    Jiang Lian took it, and couldn't help smiling when she saw it, "This is too gentle, and the effect is very slow."

    Even so, she touched her forehead and took the medicine out.

    After taking the medicine, she put down the cup and looked at him.

    Very straightforward and with curious and probing eyes, Yun Qiubai couldn't stand it, and avoided it slightly.