After Wearing The Book, I Married A Disabled Tyrant (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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He was clearly uncomfortable, she still touched his forehead.

The icy cold palms brought some coldness from the rain, and the moist touch lowered the temperature on the forehead, making Mr. Long feel a lot more comfortable, but the delicate skin slowly slipped across the forehead, but he took it for a while. Trembling touch.

Mr. Long's fingers hidden in the quilt were firmly clenched, and his knuckles were pale.

But soon, Mu Wanwan's slightly cold hands were warmed by his forehead, losing the cooling effect.

It must be a fever.

Mu Wanwan was very worried and glanced at Mr. Long—

Normally, his normal state is with black and red lines on his face, but his face is still very pale, but today, in addition to the areas covered by the lines, his ears are red.

"Why do you have a fever?" Mu Wan couldn't help but think about something else, hurriedly got some water soaked the veil, wringed it and put it on Mr. Long's forehead to cool him.

After doing some of these actions, she was still uneasy and lifted the quilt and looked at Mr. Longyan's tail.

Shouldn't it be a big deal?

Mu Wan frowned, still a little worried. She had wanted to take some water and take a shower, but now Mr. Long seems to have a fever. She had to sit quietly by the bed, thinking about her plans for the next few days, Looking unconsciously at the door.

Mr. Long calmed down because of the cold veil on his forehead, but his ears were still a little hot. He carefully detected a trace of consciousness and slowly spread out from the red joy.

She should have changed her clothes now, he is now prodigious, shouldn't it?

Mr. Long couldn't understand the feeling in his heart, but when the consciousness slowly stuck to the sleeve of Mu Wanwan, he was a little lost and relieved.

Mu Wanwan sat for a while, then went to change the veil on Mr. Long's forehead. After another look, the red tide on his face receded for the most part, and he felt his forehead. It was not as hot as before.

this is?

All right?

Is it so fast?

Mu Wanwan didn't dare to leave. After thinking for a while, he walked to the pots of green grass beside the window and picked a good-looking seedling to guide the spiritual power in his body. The green light transported the spirit of the wood department into it without reservation. Soon, the blue star grass gradually matured, and the two green buds quickly grew up, holding the translucent fruit in the middle. , Become bigger bit by bit.

This time, Mu Wanwan didn't immediately withdraw the spiritual power after seeing the Bixingcao fruit mature, but instead transferred half of the original force, the fruit became more and more beautiful.

When she felt a little dizzy, she stopped her hand, carefully picked the fruit, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she didn't know why Mr. Long had a short-term fever, she suspected that it might be because he was too weak, or his wound was hidden in a place where she could not see.

This Bixingcao fruit used 80% of her spiritual power, and the fruit produced was much larger than other Bixingcao fruits. Mu Wanwan even vaguely felt that this fruit might have entered the second order.

She washed the fruit and wiped the water drops on it before walking to the bed and gently pinching his chin.

Mr. Long was a little surprised, and there was a guess in his heart. The next moment, he felt the mouth. Barry's ginseng was taken out by her, and replaced by cold and bitter juice.