Jiang Muyan immediately became nervous.
He could even feel his heartbeat speeding up a little.
Song Yutang's lips are very soft, and every time I give him medicine, it smells sweet.
It also smells good on me, not like a shower gel.
It is a soft and warm fragrance that comes from the inside out, from the body.
The long hair occasionally falls from the shoulders to the tip of the nose, soft and silky.
The place where the end of the hair brushes is tingling, like a feather tickling the tip of the heart...
However, the next second, Song Yutang opened a packaging bag and took out a syringe: [This Shenbao Tablets is too bitter, feeding it by mouth is not an option. I asked Doctor Fang, and he said that it can be fed with a syringe. Let me give it a try.]
Jiang Muyan: "... Damn it Doctor Fang, who asked him to come up with such a bad idea? The hundreds of thousands of monthly hush fees were paid in error after all."
Song Yutang Just do it.
She dissolved the medicine, sucked it in with a syringe, aimed it at Jiang Muyan's mouth, and pushed a little carefully.
Bitter.
It's too bitter.
The concoction flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and Jiang Muyan instinctively refused to swallow.
Song Yutang quickly wiped it with a paper towel and frowned anxiously: [No, his swallowing reflex is too weak, he will probably choke if fed with a syringe.]
She stared at the syringe for two seconds, then looked at Jiang Muyan's mouth, and sighed: [Forget it, let's stick to the old method.]
She poured the medicine into the cup, took a sip herself, leaned down, and pressed her soft lips against it.
The warm concoction is 10,000 times gentler than the syringe.
Jiang Muyan's dissatisfaction disappeared instantly.
Doctor Fang's sealing fee is worth it.
Song Yutang finished one mouthful, raised his head, took a breath, and took a second mouthful.
One bite after another.
Her lips became redder and redder, and her breathing became more and more irregular.
Jiang Muyan was so fed by her that he became angry.
When she leaned over again, he moved the tip of his tongue slightly and tickled her slightly.
Song Yutang stood up suddenly and covered his mouth.
Blushing to the point of bleeding: [Did I kiss him too deeply? Why did I touch his tongue? Damn it, he is a vegetable, I am just giving him medicine, why does it look like I am molesting him?]
She took a deep breath, patted her hot cheek, looked down at the half cup of medicine left, and then looked at Jiang Muyan's peaceful sleeping face: [How can a vegetative person be conscious? He wouldn't even know if he slept with him, let alone kissed him.]
She took another mouthful and passed it carefully.
This time, she deliberately kept her distance, keeping her lips close to each other, and her tongue never crossed the line.
Jiang Muyan sighed in his heart.
It's a bit off.
But...
That's okay too.
The taste of Shenbao Tablets is really not that good.
After taking today's dose of medicine, Song Yutang's mouth felt bitter but not sweet anymore. Anyway, it tasted weird.
Even after drinking half a glass of water, the bitter taste still lingers on the tip of my tongue.
But she didn't care, just turned off the headlights and lay down next to Jiang Muyan.
Jiang Muyan thought she would make the next move, so she clenched her fists nervously.
As a result, Song Yutang turned off the light directly, pulled up the quilt and turned his back to him: [Sleep.]
Jiang Muyan:"????"
Is this the end?
What about having a baby as promised?
And Song Yutang, who had been tired for a day, was already confused: [Shenbao Tablets is really hard to drink. If I had known better, I would have bought syrup. I heard that syrup is not very effective? Forget it, let's go with Shenbao Tablets. As long as Jiang Muyan can get better, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little...]
[The ovulation period is almost over... but what can I do? There is no need to rush to regulate the body. If I break it as soon as I start to improve, wouldn't it be worth the loss? I'd better wait... it won't even take a minute...]
Jiang Muyan:￣□￣||
Although it was an accident.
Still very embarrassed.
Song Yutang gradually fell into sleep, and his consciousness gradually drifted.
His voice became more and more confusing: [What Muzong might not be the biological son of the Crown Princess... It's not possible, it's not the case. However, this child was almost aborted by his scumbag father. It was the Crown Princess who gave him a second life... He is just a beast who thinks with his lower body. Song Lian'er feels so good serving him. The sperm in his head can even kill his own son...
Are the spring bamboo shoots getting old this season? I want to drink milk tea... The cold noodles at the entrance of our school taste really good... Boyan's physics laboratory is too complicated... How many generations are the recently released missiles? If I have missiles, I will unify all the surrounding countries...]
"???" Jiang Muyan didn't quite understand it at first.
But as I listened, I couldn't help but smile helplessly.
Not to mention that he didn't understand, probably even Song Yutang herself didn't know what nonsense she was thinking.
But that's not the point.
The point is, we must work harder from tomorrow on.
You should also drink chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea.
An accident like before must never happen again, absolutely not.
So the next day, Song Yutang went out, and Jiang Muyan sent a message to Dr. Jiang: [When you come over for examination later, bring me a cup of chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea, a big cup. Put more chrysanthemums and more wolfberry. Also, bring a dumbbell, the kind that can strengthen the abdominal muscles.]
Doctor Fang:???
Are you still in a vegetative state?
What kind of sluts are these two people?
However, in view of the hundreds of thousands of monthly hush money, he still secretly stuffed the dumbbells into the medical equipment bag and brought a cup of chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea in a fair way.
His assistant looked at the chrysanthemums and wolfberries that were almost overflowing and couldn't help being shocked. "Director, aren't you single?"
Doctor Fang, who is in his thirties, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "It's because I need to make up for myself, that's why I'm single... uh no... I'm single because I need to make up for myself too much."
The assistant suddenly understood, with an expression that said "Don't say it, I understand."
Doctor Fang quickly explained, "No, no, no... things are not what you think..."
The assistant coughed and whispered, "I have a classmate who is now the specialist director of the Beijing Infertility Hospital..."
"Stop, I'm fine."
"Oh, I understand, I understand. My senior fellow student in graduate school is currently an expert in anorectal..."
"..." The hush money of hundreds of thousands per month is really hard to get.
But when he thought of the bank figures with many zeros, he still forced a smile and solemnly told his assistant, "Since you have seen it, I won't hide it from you. I really have something to hide recently. If I don't make up for it every day, everything I do will be boring, including work.
So starting from today, before giving Young Master Jiang a physical checkup every day, you must make me a cup of chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea and bring it over. I want chrysanthemums from 1982, wolfberries from 1982, and mountain spring water from 1982..."