Chapter 1923 (1/2)

So, Lu Xiaomi comforted himself so much, and then picked up his mobile phone, entertained himself and played Xiaole.

Just played for a long time, until noon, I found that the president still didn't wake up.

However, Lu Xiaomi sneaks a look at him and finds that Peng Zhe's face is red. He seems to be sleeping uneasily It is to walk up to see his forehead sweating, like thinking of something, reach out to touch it.

”It's hot! The president has a fever... ”

In a moment, Lu Xiaomi came to a conclusion, and was in a bit of a hurry.

Think about it, turn around and go downstairs, ask where the drugstore is, and buy a lot of Medicine Ask the doctor to see how much fever Peng zhe has and what kind of medicine he is suitable for.

Panting back to the room, she was a little worried again.

That's to take the temperature, but it's not good to touch the President Lu Xiaomi is dedicated to making money and never thought about love. Of course, he may be born with a little inferiority in mind.

In the face of Peng Zhe, she always felt that he was much higher than herself, and she was afraid of annoying him.

However, in special cases, she can't see his fever go down like this. If there is something wrong with the fever, it's not good!

So thinking, Lu Xiaomi thought again that he was running for himself. He must be tired and sick, and he felt embarrassed.

After thinking about it, I went down to the paw, untied the president's button, and saw the man's strong chest, with a very good figure, and a faint abdominal muscle underneath.

Lu Xiaomi dare not look more, take out the thermometer and slowly put it under his armpit.

After that, I feel relieved.

Even sweat came out of her forehead, more nervous than his sick man.

However, just then, Peng zhe suddenly grabbed Lu Xiaomi with one hand and put it on his face to rub: ”warm, I feel so sad! Don't go, stay with me... ”

Obviously, he was dreaming. He was a little confused and took luxiaomi as warmth.

Lu Xiaomi knows that the president's heart is full of bitterness. He has a little sympathy. He just wants to be warm and married. It's a pity.

”I'm not leaving. I'll accompany you, president! Don't move... ”

At first, she just wanted to be obedient and calm him down. His other hand seemed to hold her.

Lu Xiaomi is surprised and blushes. I don't know how to deal with it. Fortunately, Peng zhe doesn't have any extra moves. Just before holding her, he opens his eyes.

”Warm Luxiaomi? ”

When he opened his eyes, Peng zhe was a little confused, thinking it was warm.

Soon, the response came, the voice was hoarse.

”Well, it's me! Mr. President, you have a fever. You are taking your temperature. Don't move... ”

Lu Xiaomi saw that he woke up, took a long breath of relief and hurriedly explained.

For a moment, Peng zhe finds that he is holding her and seeing her blush is indifference to let go Later, I felt a little cold under my armpit. It was obviously a thermometer. I reached out and took it out.

”Wait a minute, time is not enough, the quantity is not accurate...”

Luxiaomi reminded me that he wanted to keep measuring.

But Peng zhe didn't care and put it aside: ”you go to your room and stay, I don't need you here.”

Suddenly hearing this sentence, Lu Xiaomi was a little bit unresponsive, but soon understood the meaning and wanted to implement it.

However, when he thought of his illness, he hesitated for a moment and took a look at the thermometer secretly. In a short time, he reached 38.5 degrees!