Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 28: Chapter 26 Taking Care of the Girl for a Night

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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“How can you—”

The reproach stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

Qipei looked at Qiao Jing nestled in his arms, her face flushed, breathing weak and labored, the extent of her frailty tugging at his heartstrings indescribably.

At this moment, Qiao Jing was in a semi-conscious state, her mouth slightly agape, warm breath spraying out with each exhale.

Qipei carried Qiao Jing into the room, laid her gently on the bed, and reached out to touch her forehead.

So hot!

She must have caught a fever from getting drenched in the rain earlier that day.

After covering Qiao Jing with a blanket, Qipei ran outside with an umbrella to buy medicine.

When Qipei returned, Qiao Jing’s temperature had risen even higher.

“Time for medicine.” Qipei brought over some water, but Qiao Jing showed no sign of waking up.

“Qiao Jing, take your medicine,” Qipei called out again.

her eyes, squinting, her consciousness fully consumed by the fever, instinctually responding to her name

gaze fixed on Qiao Jing, her eyes unfocused and without

hot water and medicine on the bedside table, sat at the edge of the bed, propped Qiao Jing up against himself, and then

“Time for medicine.”

Jing instinctively opened her mouth and moved closer to the palm of the

palm, Qipei felt as though an electric current had shot through him, causing his normally stoic face

had unintentionally kissed him; not only did he not dislike it, but he quite enjoyed

medicine? Why was he experiencing such a subtle sensation from Qiao

he had only felt towards one person

was because her touch had sparked something unique in him, making

these thoughts swirled in his head, Qipei’s gaze suddenly landed on Qiao Jing’s palm-sized face, and once again, the speculation that frequented his

was very possible that Qiao Jing

Qipei’s heart, the girl wrapped in the

Was she still cold?

pulled the blanket

felt the chill from the man’s hand,

paused, then

left Qiao Jing’s face than she

hand as an ice bag, Qiao Jing pressed it against her face for a “cold compress,” feeling

bed just like that, letting Qiao Jing hold his hand, his

still in his original pose, felt numbness in half of his body. He moved his arm, trying to pull it from

closed, furrowed her brow in displeasure, suddenly pulling on Qipei’s

her feverish body, she