Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1797: The whole person was overturned on the couch


There was a sudden silence in the room, and He Xin was very uncomfortable.

"Are you feeling better?" Long Yin put the medicine bowl on the bedside table, and reached out to touch her forehead.

The man's warm palm suddenly came up, and He Xin subconsciously avoided it.

Long Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "I just want to see if your fever is gone."

"I've retired, I'm fine." He Xin said quickly.

"Really? But you're not a doctor, so what you say doesn't count." Long Yin said without doubt, and put his palm on her forehead, and felt her pulse before she could react.

After a while, he sat down in front of the bed, "Well, the fever has subsided, but my body is still a little weak, and I still need to take medicine." He said, picking up the medicine on the table, intending to feed her.

He Xin quickly said: "I can do it myself."

Long Yin didn't force her, and handed her the bowl.

He Xin drank all the concoction in one go.

"I'm done." She handed him the empty bowl, which was obvious to chase away the guests.

Long Yin raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, then took the empty bowl, "Then you have a good rest, in a while, I'll ask He An to bring you food." After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked out.

He Xin looked at the back of him walking out, thought for a while, and said, "Brother Long Yin, thank you."

"What?" Long Yin looked back at her.

"Yuyou told me that you guarded me all night last night without any rest. Go to sleep now, I'm fine." He Xin lowered her head and whispered.

Long Yin smiled, "Okay."

The room was finally quiet, and He Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

At noon, she had recovered a lot, so she got up and went out for a walk.

During the meal, Long Yin didn't show up, so she looked at Qi Heng asking, "Where's Brother Long Yin?"

Qi Heng's eyes flickered slightly, he sighed, and said with a solemn expression on purpose: "Your Highness took care of you all night last night, and he didn't sleep. He seems to be a little uncomfortable. He should be sleeping right now, so let's not quarrel." He is gone."

Hearing this, He Xin felt a little guilty.

After finishing the meal, Qi Heng put a tray in front of her, and said very quickly: "Please take the princess in and bring it to Your Highness, I will take He An and the others to play." Yuan You, who hadn't reacted yet, ran out with He An.

He Xin didn't have time to refuse, she frowned when she saw the three running away.

Why did you ask her to send it?

But thinking that Long Yin took care of him all night last night, she should go to deliver food to him now.

She sighed, picked up the tray, and walked towards the room where Long Yin lived.

"Brother Long Yin, are you up yet?" Walking outside Long Yin's house, she knocked on the door and called out.

There was no movement inside, she waited for a while, thinking of what Qi Heng said, she couldn't help feeling a little worried.

She pushed the door and found that there was no latch inside, so she pushed the door and walked in.

The room is very quiet, the bed curtains are drooping, it seems that Brother Long Yin has not woken up yet.

Thinking about it, He Xin put the tray on the table. He wanted to leave at first, but when he looked at the food on the table, he was afraid that it would be cold. Said: "Brother Longyin, you should get up and eat first, and sleep later."

Seeing that he has not responded, He Xin was worried that he was really sick, so he raised the curtain to check the situation.

Long Yin didn't sleep last night. In the morning, his body was actually a little uncomfortable. This was a sign of illness. Before going to bed, he drank some medicine, so he slept more deeply at the moment.

But he was still aware of the slight movement in the room, and thought it was an assassin breaking in.

So when He Xin went to raise the curtain, he immediately made a move.

When He Xin touched the tent, he was captured by a force.

Before she could respond, she had already been overturned on the couch.


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