Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 359: Chapter 348: Zhan Qipei Pins Qiao Jing Down

Qiao Jing gave up on the idea of fetching a bathrobe for the man, poked Zhan Qipei’s face with her hand, and urged him to move.

“Zhan Qipei, get up and take your medicine.”

When the man heard Qiao Jing’s voice, he stirred but still didn’t get up.

Qiao Jing glanced at the quilt crushed under Zhan Qipei and then at the man’s bathrobe.

“Don’t go back to sleep, get up and take your medicine.”

But Zhan Qipei still didn’t respond, lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Qiao Jing sighed helplessly, reached over to lift him up from the bed, and used her hand to support his back so he sat up straight.

She looked at the man and raised her voice.

“Take the medicine.”

Only then did Zhan Qipei open his eyes. Seeing the bowl of medicine in front of him, he became somewhat alert and took it from her.

Qiao Jing watched Zhan Qipei finish the medicine before she breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as he had finished, without a word, he was ready to collapse back onto the bed. She hurriedly pulled him to stop.

“Get off first; you’re crushing the quilt.”

He really wasn’t making things easy for her.

Zhan Qipei finally got off the bed, swaying unsteadily. Seizing the opportunity, he leaned on Qiao Jing, a glint of light flashing in his dark eyes.

But he was afraid of being too heavy and squashing Qiao Jing, so he only used half his strength, leaning partially against her.

Qiao Jing felt like this man was like a koala—where koalas hug trees, he clung to her.

She rubbed her temples, flipped the quilt on the bed, and then helped Zhan Qipei back onto it.

“There, now you can sleep.”

After tucking Zhan Qipei in, her gaze fell on that strikingly handsome face, and she felt a stir of emotion inside.

It had always been Zhan Qipei who took care of her before, but now the roles had reversed a bit, which could also be considered a way of repaying him.

Jing prepared to return to her own room. Just as she walked a few steps, the image of the man leaning

back to look at Zhan Qipei, and in the end sighed helplessly, hurried into the bathroom,

that his quilt was flung open, revealing much of

furrowed as she walked quickly to the bedside, placed the cold towel on the man’s forehead,

towel to the man, Qiao Jing then returned

Jing

last night, and planned to make him a

kitchen, she saw a

Qipei was standing in front of a pot of porridge, stirring it occasionally, while another pot was

together as she took a few steps forward and reached out

Qipei’s dark eyes brightened, and he rubbed his forehead

her palm, although it was slightly lower than yesterday, it was

are you making breakfast when your fever hasn’t gone down

up earlier than the man, but today, Zhan Qipei had awakened earlier than

that he wasn’t taking

Zhan Qipei felt overjoyed on the inside, suppressing the urge to grin, as he spooned out a

you. I said before, I

wife was both testing his temperature and saying she was concerned about him—did it mean

it, the happier he became, and he placed the bowl on the

her, Qiao Jing pursed her lips, and a

don’t have to do so much for

want to let Zhan Qipei continue to be so nice to her just because

unfair to Zhan

Qipei’s dark eyes dimmed, his lips pressed tight, remaining silent as he silently returned to the kitchen to

“Eat breakfast.”

a chance, but

back to his room and lay under

lips, got up, prepared the fever-reducing medicine,

room was very dim, the curtains blocking out the light

saw the bulge on the bed, feeling a bit helpless, and

“Did you have breakfast?”

came from under

“Yes.”

the

the medicine first,

was so feverish, she felt uneasy about going to the research institute, so she had Zhan

returned to her room to review the