Bo Fei was very anxious and opened the man's lips again, poured the remaining water into him...

But this time, not only did the water flow out, but even the two white pills that were stuffed in just now were spit out.

She was completely anxious, "Secretary Han, what should I do? He seemed to have lost consciousness? He even vomited the pills!"

Han Qing was a little confused. Why did you feel different from before when you started the disease? The pain is painful, but it won’t hurt so much that you lose consciousness and can’t even drink water, right?!

"I...I don't know what to do for a moment."

Bo Fei stared at the man's cold sweaty face, and suddenly, an idea came to her mind. She said firmly: "I'll grind the pills into powder, rinse them in water, and feed them to him!"

Han Qing pursed his lips, "Isn't he unable to drink water? What's the use of putting the medicine powder in it?"

"Of course I have a way!"

She took the medicine bottle from him and poured two more out.

Then, he ran downstairs without looking back and entered the kitchen.

Found the grinding tool, Bo Fei grinds the tablets into powder as fast as possible, then brews them in warm water, stirring with a spoon...

When I returned to the living room again.

She looked at Han Qing and said a little embarrassedly: "Secretary Han, you go out first, I'll feed him medicine."

"Why do you want me to go out with medicine?" Han Qing was puzzled.

"If you ask you to go out, you will go out. Why are you so long-winded!"

"It's wrong for you to do something bad to you?" He said with caution: "I tell you, I will never leave you half a step!"

Bo Fei snorted coldly and mocked: "Secretary Han, you are really thinking too much."

She thought for a while and took the initiative, "I want to feed Helian Beilin mouth-to-mouth medicine. Do you still want to watch it on the spot?"

Hearing this, Han Qing was shocked.

He looked at the woman in front of him in silence, and a few seconds later, he glanced at the man lying flat on the bed.

Suddenly, I seemed to understand something.

He stood up and said hurriedly: "Okay, you feed it to you. I'll go out first, right at the door, call me if you have something to do!"

"good."

After trying hard, Bo Fei's only remaining embarrassment and embarrassment.

How can you say something like feeding medicine to your mouth in front of outsiders?

Looking at the man lying on the bed, his smooth forehead was sweating more and more.

Originally, she was a little hesitant, but his body was important!

Bo Fei took a sip of the potion, it was so bitter!

How could it be so hard?

She lowered her head, pinched the man's two thin lips with her hands, closed her eyes, and covered her lips with her heart.

The potion in the mouth was almost completely leaked into the man's mouth.

Bo Fei raised her head and covered his thin lips. She was not relieved until she saw his Adam's apple rolling.

It should have been drunk all?

Half a cup of potion left, she fed him in the same way.

During this process, she saw that he had never woken up and his eyes were half closed.

After tucking the quilt a little bit, Bo Fei raised his foot and walked out.

The door was closed.

Suddenly, Helian Beilin began to slowly open his eyes, and under his deep eyes, a faint smile that was as deep as possible was faint.

Outside the door.

Bo Fei looked at Han Qing in front of him and asked worriedly: "Secretary Han, what's wrong with Helian Beilin? He is sick?!"

In her impression, apart from being fierce in bed, Helian Beilin has always been a man who is arrogant and does not eat fireworks.

How could he be linked to illness?

She felt that he would not have any illness.

Han Qing sighed, "It's not a disease to say that illness is not a disease, it's a disease to say that it's not a disease."

Bo Fei's heart suffocated, "What does it mean?"

"You have migraines that are different from ordinary people. Although the frequency of attacks is not frequent, it hurts into the bone marrow every time and is unbearable."

Pain into the bone marrow...

These five words make Bo Fei's dark pupils tighten.

Yes.

It should be very painful?

Otherwise, with Helian Beilin's perverted patience, how could he have so many cold sweats? Even an uncontrollable humming overflowed.

Han Qing continued: "Your Excellency has been in this problem for many years. There is no good treatment. When it occurs, take painkillers and endure it will be cured."

Bo Fei frowned, "Why is he so wrong?"

"Do you think the president is something that ordinary people can do?" Han Qing's voice was ridiculed by her, and even more heartache for her master. "You are not only one president, but are re-elected for two terms. For eight years, every year, the workload is so large that no one can imagine. There is too much pressure and heavy burden in all aspects. It is certain that you have this problem!"

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[Bo Fei: Stupid author, when did you let me turn over and beat Helian Beilin, this scumbag?]

[Silly author: Don't be anxious, it's soon! Stay steady, we can win!]
Chapter completed!