I don't know how long I slept for. When I woke up again, Zhao Ruoshan felt dizzy. It felt like all the muscles and bones in his body had been torn apart. He was in severe pain and had no strength at all.

My lips were so dry that there was no moisture at all, and my throat felt as if it was on fire.

"Shan'er, you finally woke up!"

Looking over following this urgent voice, Zhao Ruoshan suddenly remembered what happened.

The man stood next to her, lowered his head and pressed her forehead to feel the hot temperature, frowning tightly, "Let's go to the hospital."

It's the middle of the night and it's not always possible to call a doctor.

Zhao Ruoshan pursed her lips tightly and shook her head.

Murong Shang froze for a moment, knowing that she was still blaming him. There was scarlet pain in her deep eyes, "I'm sorry, it was my fault. Don't torture yourself like this. I'm in more pain than you..."

Zhao Ruoshan blinked his eyes in a daze, his dry lips moved, and his throat was so painful that he couldn't say a single word.

Seeing this, Murong Shang hurriedly picked up a glass of water, fearing that she would choke, then picked up a spoon, filled it and put it to her lips.

She really needed to sleep now, so she didn't refuse. She opened her little mouth, bit the spoon and swallowed.

After finishing the glass of water, her spirits improved slightly.

As if she was struggling in her heart, Murong touched her little face and said softly, "Shan'er, what else do you want? Are you still thirsty? Do you want to eat?"

She shook her head and still didn't say a word.

Murong Shang picked her up and held her tightly in his arms, "Shan'er, don't be like this. Your fever is too severe. Let's go to the hospital. Be good, okay?"

She was torturing him like this!!!

However, Zhao Ruoshan hugged him tightly and refused to let go. She refused to go to the hospital until she died. She finally said hoarsely, "I don't want to go to the hospital... Just sweat a little and it will be fine."

She groaned, put her arms through the inside of his clothes, rubbed his body through the shirt, pulled out his shirt with trembling strength, and touched it with her hot little hands.

Murong Shang froze, not knowing what she wanted to do, and frowning, he hugged her and walked towards the door.

Zhao Ruoshan resisted, fumbled with her little hands and untied his belt with a "snap" sound, then touched it more boldly, pressing her face against his equally hot chest, "Brother Murong, let's do it..."

Murong Shang's tall figure immediately squatted on the spot. He looked down at the little face in his arms and growled, "Shan'er, don't punish me like this..."

He knew he shouldn't force her, but he couldn't bear the way she tortured him!

Zhao Ruoshan bit her lip, holding his shirt tightly with her little hand and not letting go. The other little hand reached down from his waist desperately, grabbing his hot hand and choking with pleading,

"Let's do it again. Just sweat and it'll be fine. Don't you like it very much...I'll be fine after we finish. Brother Murong, I feel so uncomfortable now..."

Her choking and accusing voice, coupled with the hot temperature in her hands, almost drove him crazy.

She stared at him unwillingly, pressed her hot lips to his neck, stretched out her tongue, and lightly bit his Adam's apple, "Don't you like Brother Murong? Don't you remember that two years ago?

In my bedroom, you almost killed me..."

Tears filled Zhao Ruoshan's warm eyes, her soft arms hugged him tightly, and her slender and soft body seemed to melt into his arms.

Murong Shang closed his eyes tightly, love, desire and pain were entangled and burning in his brain.
Chapter completed!