Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 383: Chapter 372: Zhan Qipei, Take Your Hands Off!

Qiao Jing’s eyes faltered when she saw the man’s wound.

The wound that was almost healed had burst open again, turning whitish after being soaked.

She furrowed her brows tightly and took out some iodine to start disinfecting the man’s wound.

During the process, her brow was chilly and her face was solemn.

After disinfecting the wound, she applied some ointment, and then wrapped it with a bandage.

Having done all this, Qiao Jing stood up and earnestly instructed the man.

“The wound has burst open again, you can’t touch water or eat spicy foods until it heals,” she told him.

Just as the wound was nearly healed, her man had jumped into the pool to save her.

This man really was…

However, she had already treated the wound; it should not get infected and cause a fever again.

Qiao Jing put the medicine back, and as it was getting late and she was feeling sleepy, her eyelids began to feel heavy.

She couldn’t help yawning and made sure the man put his bathrobe back on before she went back to her room to sleep.

In her semi-conscious state, Qiao Jing suddenly felt something like a “furnace” beside her.

In the cold winter, the heat from the “furnace” felt incredibly comfortable, and she subconsciously moved closer to it.

Her hand unconsciously rested on the “furnace,” but it suddenly moved and emitted a groan.

“Mmm—”

Upon hearing this sound, Qiao Jing instantly became somewhat more alert and slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

She then saw the man’s handsome face close at hand.

It startled her for a moment.

A few seconds later, Qiao Jing recovered and fixed her gaze on the man’s face.

His brows were so furrowed they could almost kill a fly, his lips tightly pursed, his complexion somewhat pale.

She blinked her eyes, realizing her hand was resting on the man’s firm chest.

But these were not the point; the temperature of the man’s body made her sit up quickly.

Zhan Qipei’s fever last time had been the same, his whole body almost smoking hot.

placed her hand on Zhan Qipei’s

heat in her palm proved that Zhan Qipei

due to

and reapplied medication to the wound, the fact that he still

guessed that the man had not been in good health lately, having not fully recovered, and had jumped into the pool for her

living room to find

bed asleep,

jerk run from

point, she couldn’t dwell on it much longer; if he didn’t take

Jing quickly walked to the bedside and

have a fever, get up and

upon hearing Qiao

dark eyes carried a trace of

his fever spiked; he didn’t want to take medicine, he

Qiao Jing’s

and could count on one hand the number of times he had a cold, with fevers almost exclusively in his

since he had met Qiao Jing,

it fate’s design to spare him as a child only to concentrate his illnesses now, so that his woman could take

at the current situation,

at her and didn’t even glance at the medicine in her hand,

me reduce your fever?” she

sat by the bed, and, to

waking up halfway through sleep was especially taxing; she was struggling to keep her

to finish his medicine so she could go back to

as Qiao Jing was thinking this, Zhan Qipei placed the cup on the bedside table and pulled Qiao Jing to his side, making

for a moment, blinked, and forced herself

are you doing? Take

this jerk doesn’t take his medicine, how can his fever

palm touched Qiao Jing’s neck and he deliberately pinched the woman’s earlobe

“Let me kiss you.”

a bit delirious from the fever now and needed to kiss his

made her

temperature of the man’s fingers was as high as his, and at the

pushed him with

let out a muffled groan on

“Mmm—”

furrowing her brows as

pushed too

earlobe, taking

Qiao Jing, avoiding her stomach, resting his head on her shoulder, his dark eyes deepening, his tone

me

chest heaved once, and she pushed him off directly, her lips twitching

“No, get off.”

wasn’t going to step back just because this jerk was running