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The next day, when Ling Momo woke up, Enson had already left as usual.

She was a little dazed, then a little lost. Then she looked at the messy bed. The scene of him and her entangled last night suddenly flashed in her mind. Her whole face suddenly turned red as if bleeding could drip.

Ling Momo returned to Li Qingshen Villa at three o'clock in the afternoon.

The surroundings of the villa were very quiet. She skillfully entered the password and stepped in.

As usual, she went to the music room on the third floor first and habitually looked at the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, but found that Li Qingshen was not there.

She frowned, her heart full of suspicion. Could it be that Li Qingshen hasn't come back yet, right?

While thinking about it, she went to the second floor and arrived at the door of Li Qingshen's bedroom. She knocked on the door gently: "Teacher, are you here?"

No one answered.

Is he having lunch break?

"Teacher?" Ling Momo shouted again and knocked on the door with a little force.

Still no one answered.

Then she took out her cell phone and called Li Qingshen.

The next second, she heard the ringtone of her cell phone coming from Li Qingshen's bedroom.

He is at home, why don’t he ignore her?

Ling Momo stood at the door and thought for a while, and continued, "Teacher, I'm here, I'll go to the music room to watch the music score first."

There was no response from her in the bedroom. She had long been used to his attitude towards others. Ling Momo turned around and walked upstairs without much care. She had just walked for less than two steps when she suddenly heard a sound of porcelain falling from the room behind her, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Ling Momo stopped, she frowned and turned around and grabbed the door handle of Li Qingshen's bedroom, turned it gently, and pushed open the door.

Looking up, she was startled by the scene in front of her.

The always arrogant man leaned against the bed and sat on the carpet, looking scary.

Ling Momo had never seen Li Qingshen like this before. Her originally suspicious expression instantly felt a hint of worry. She hurriedly walked to Li Qingshen's side and squatted in front of him, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Li Qingshen didn't say anything.

Ling Momo raised his hand and gently touched his forehead, and found it was astonishingly hot.

Li Qingshen, who was in a semi-coma, opened his eyes slightly and saw Ling Momo in front of him, and lowered his eyelids again.

Ling Momo stretched out his arms, supported Li Qingshen's body, used all his strength to lift him up and put him down on the bed.

Li Qingshen moved his lips, as if he was about to say something, but he seemed to be really sick. He quickly closed his eyes and breathed heavily as if he was weighing thousands of pounds.

Ling Momo pulled out the quilt pressing under him and covered him. Then he went to the bathroom, iced a towel, took it out and applied it to his forehead.

Li Qingshen's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he felt the cold touch on his forehead was very comfortable, so he fell asleep.

Ling Momo was guarding the bed for a while, and then thought of the night before yesterday when she found the pills he threw away in the music room, she flipped through the trash can in his bedroom with a little skepticism. Sure enough, a handful of medicine was hidden quietly at the bottom of the trash can.

It turned out that night, he didn't take medicine at all and was lying to her.

Ling Momo couldn't help but flattened her mouth and murmured to herself: "A person of this big person actually secretly threw away the medicine like a child. Now that he is in serious condition, you're satisfied."

Li Qingshen fell asleep, so he naturally ignored Ling Momo.

She looked at him who was sleeping, and scolded him to herself for a while, then changed the towel on his forehead again.

Ling Momo was so troubled by Enson last night, and she was a little tired today. She sat for a long time and was a little tired, so she lay on the bed regardless of her image. She opened her big eyes and looked around Li Qingshen's bedroom, and finally her eyes fell on Li Qingshen's face.

In his sleep, his usual cold and arrogant world faded from his eyebrows, leaving behind a layer of beautiful and pure outline, which was quiet and amazing.

He lay on the white sheets, without the harsh and sourness he usually had, nor the inherent sense of oppression. He looked like an angel, fragile and beautiful.

Ling Momo couldn't help but stare blankly. She never expected that one day she would see Li Qingshen's powerless side.

In her mind, although he was extremely annoying, he was really as powerful as a myth.

Perhaps putting aside her prejudice, he was really too strong, which made her forget that no matter how outstanding he is, how arrogant he looks, how noble he is, or how noble he is, or how overflowing his aura makes people feel inferior. He is a person, a person who can have a crush on, get sick, and faint, not an omnipotent god.

Ling Momo moved the corners of her lips, looked at Li Qingshen's face, and was stunned.

I don’t know how long it took, but she finally couldn’t help but lie on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was late at night. Ling Momo was lying on her arm for a long time, and her arms were a little numb. She moved her wrists and touched his forehead. Seeing that he had finally subsided, she breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs to the kitchen to cook a pot of lean meat porridge with vegetables.

When she returned to the upper floor and pushed open the door of Li Qingshen's bedroom, he had woken up, staring at the ceiling with a blank expression, holding a wet towel tightly in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ling Momo said: "Teacher..."

Li Qingshen suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound. His eyes were a little dazed. After looking at her for a while, he gently flashed his eyelids. The focal length in his eyes gradually became concentrated on her face.

His eyes were very hot, and Ling Momo paused for a moment, then she quickly lowered her eyes and continued, "Are you awake?"

Li Qingshen nodded, his eyes still locked on Ling Momo.

Ling Momo was a little uneasy when he saw it. She bit her lower lip, and suddenly thought of something, so she turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Li Qingshen stared at the empty door, frowned, and grabbed the towel in his hand tighter.

When Ling Momo came back with a bowl of steaming porridge, Li Qingshen was raising his hands and rubbing his temples.

Ling Momo walked up to him and placed the porridge on the bedside table: "Teacher, please eat something first."

Li Qingshen stopped, let go of the towel in his hand, and picked up the porridge.

He ate very slowly, and she didn't urge her next to her.

When he finished eating, she reached out to take the empty bowl: "Teacher, do you still want to eat?"

Li Qingshen shook his head.

Ling Momo didn't say anything and left the bedroom with a bowl.

Within a few seconds, she came back again, holding a glass of water in her hand, and put it beside the bed, and handed the small bag in her other hand to Li Qingshen: "Teacher, take medicine."
Chapter completed!