I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

Han Chen hastily stretched out his hand to touch Xia Zhoumo's forehead.

Zhou Mo took off his hand, "I don't have a fever."

Han Chen: "Not having a fever doesn't mean you're cured. Is your throat uncomfortable?"

Zhou Mo nodded.

"There will be respiratory symptoms later, go to lie down and rest, leave it to me here."

Zhou Mo looked up at him, "I want to take medicine."

"Head still hurts?"

Zhou Mo shook his head, "The nose is also uncomfortable, and there is no ventilation."

Han Chen said helplessly, "Let's go, take the medicine."

He took the Gankang tablet for Zhou Mo, and when he opened the medicine box, Zhou Mo saw that one of the tablets was gone.

She asked, "Did you go out yesterday to buy this?"

Han Chen: "Yes."

He took one off, handed it to Zhou Mo, and poured water for Zhou Mo, "You had a bad fever yesterday, you can't do without medicine."

Han Chen said that he almost couldn't hold back and sent her to the hospital.

Zhou Mo knew that he had wrongly blamed Han Chen, and felt a little guilty, so he obediently took the water and medicine, took them, and obediently went to the bedroom.

She really hasn't fully recovered yet.

When eating in the morning, she barely had an appetite because she was hungry, but her sense of taste was poor and her nose was blocked. She really didn't taste how delicious the breakfast prepared by Han Chen was.

Just a bit saltier than the sausage, she got a taste.

She had a "pillow fight" with Han Chen, and her strength was almost exhausted.

It didn't take long for my head to touch the pillow, and with the sleep-promoting effect of the cold medicine, I fell asleep.

……

wash room.

After Han Chen washed Zhou Mo's two small clothes, he brought a hair dryer and dried them for her.

It was the first time for him to touch something so private as a woman, and he said that it was impossible for him to have no troubles in his heart.

He can only use reason to restrain himself.

The gear of the hair dryer can't be adjusted too high, too much sound will affect Zhou Mo's rest.

Han Chen could only use the hot air at the lowest gear to dry the clothes bit by bit, and then took them to the balcony to dry.

His and Zhou Mo's coats were still in the washing machine.

I have to say, it feels really good to wash the clothes of the two together.

After dealing with all matters, Han Chen returned to the bedroom.

On the bed, Zhou Mo was already drowsy, snoring lightly.

Han Chen walked over lightly, lifted a corner of the quilt, and got in.

Lying on his side beside Zhou Mo, he propped his head up and carefully looked at Zhou Mo's face.

Zhou Mo's skin is white and tender, even the pores on the nose are invisible, it is real baby's skin.

Han Chen lay beside her, feeling unwilling, raised his arms to wrap her around her, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.

The two of them didn't rest well last night, and they slept all afternoon.

Woke up again at two o'clock in the afternoon.

"woke up?"

As soon as Zhou Mo opened his eyes, he heard someone asking in his ear.

She turned her head and found that Han Chen was lying beside her and looking at her.

"What time is it?" Zhou Mo rubbed his eyes.

"It's past two o'clock," Han Chen asked, "Have you rested yet? Take you home?"

"Well," Zhou Mo replied lazily.

"The clothes should be dry, I'll go get them in."

"En." Zhou Mo just woke up, and his reaction was a bit slow.

Han Chen lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went to the living room to collect the clothes.

Zhou Mo stretched, turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

She didn't want to get up at all.

Han Chen came in with his clothes and put them at the end of the bed. Seeing that Zhou Mo was not in the mood, he went to sit next to Zhou Mo, "What's wrong? Still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Well," Zhou Mo said in a bad mood.

Han Chen reached out and touched Zhou Mo's forehead, the temperature was normal.

"Sore throat?" Han Chen asked.

Zhou Mo: "My throat hurts."

"Inflammation, open your mouth, I'll check the inflammation of the tonsils."

"No," Zhou Mo turned his back to Han Chen.

"Let me see, if it's serious, you need to take anti-inflammatory drugs."

"They all said no," Zhou Mo became stubborn again.

Han Chen broke Zhou Mo's body, pinched Zhou Mo's jaw and cheek, "Open your mouth, let me see."

Zhou Mo's mouth was pinched like a beak by him, and she slapped Han Chen frantically, "What are you doing? Let go."

"Open your mouth and I'll let you go."

"I don't want to open my mouth, it's embarrassing, do you understand?"

Han Chen let her go, "What's so embarrassing about opening your mouth?"

"It's just embarrassing," Zhou Mo rubbed his painful face.

"Patients are like you, do doctors still see patients?"

Zhou Mo glared at him angrily.

"Be obedient, I'll kiss you if you're not obedient," Han Chen threatened.

"Okay, kiss me," Zhou Mo didn't believe this evil.

It's just a kiss, but it's not like I haven't kissed before.

I thought Han Chen would be embarrassed, but I didn't expect Han Chen's face to come closer as soon as she finished speaking.

Jun Yan began to zoom in before Zhou Mo's eyes, Zhou Mo pushed him away reactively, "Are you serious?"

"Otherwise? You have said that, but I am disrespectful."

"..."

The skin is thick enough.

Zhou Mo was defeated by him, "I just opened it once, don't blame me if you can't see clearly."

"Okay," Han Chen convinced her. He really refused to give in at all. He took the phone, turned on the flashlight, and lifted Zhou Mo's jaw, "Open your mouth."

Zhou Mo raised his head and opened his mouth, "Ah——"

Han Chen looked around and observed briefly, "The tonsils are red and congested. I'll buy you anti-inflammatory drugs."

"Oh," Zhou Mo replied lazily.

"Hurry up and get dressed," Han Chen said, before going out to buy medicine.

Zhou Mo was 1 unhappy.

Han Chen is really heartless, she is sick, and he is so active in driving her away.

Zhou Mo couldn't swallow this breath, so she left. She closed the bedroom door and changed her clothes.

Han Chen came back with a bag of medicine in his hand, and saw that Zhou Mo had already changed his clothes.

He waved at Zhou Mo, "Come here and take the medicine."

Zhou Mo walked over.

He said: "The anti-inflammatory drugs in the nearby pharmacy are only capsules. Try to see if you can swallow them. If you can't swallow them, I will go to other places to see if there are tablets."

Zhou Mo took the medicine and swallowed it with his head raised.

"There's no water yet..." Han Chen hastily turned to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, "Hurry up and drink water."

Zhou Mo took it, drank water and washed it down.

It feels like the capsule is stuck in the throat, which is swollen and painful, which is very uncomfortable.

Drink a few more sips of water to feel better.

"Why are you drinking in such a hurry?" Han Chen took the water glass.

Zhou Mo didn't speak.

Han Chen saw that her expression was not right, "Are you angry again?"

Zhou Mo ignored him.

Han Chen really didn't understand, "What did I do wrong?"

"No," Zhou Mo said coldly, "I want to go home."

"Okay, I'll take you back now."

Han Chen took the car keys, and Zhou Mo squatted at the door to change his shoes.

When it was Han Chen's turn, Zhou Mo pushed open the door and walked out.

Han Chen quickly changed his shoes and hurriedly chased him out, almost missing the elevator.

At that time, Zhou Mo had no intention of pressing the button to open the door for him.

Han Chen felt that Da Zhoumo was unhappy, so he asked, "What's the matter, can you tell me, huh?"

Zhou Mo stared at him aggrievedly, "Why do you always want to drive me away?"

Han Chen was completely understood, "When did I drive you away?"

Zhou Mo: "You didn't drive me away, you always said to send me home, and you always urged me to change clothes."

Han Chen finally understood the crux of the problem, "You think too much, no, I should think too much. Momo, I didn't want to drive you away, I'm afraid you won't get used to staying with me for too long."

Zhou Mo asked so many strange things, Han Chen was confident that his home could meet Zhou Mo's many conditions.

If one accidentally touched Zhou Mo's thunder, he was afraid that she would never want to come again.