Han Zhiqing just kept holding him and shed tears. Although she didn't want to see his pale face that made him worry, her mind was full of his pale and powerless appearance.

"Mo Junhao, if one day I make you sad, will you still protect me like this?"

Such a sound came from his head buried between his neck.

"Of course! I will always protect you, only you."

The answer came from Mo Junhao's mouth firmly, and Han Zhiqing's heart was throbbing again and again.

At this moment, the doorbell of the villa rang rapidly, causing Han Zhiqing to suddenly leave Mo Junhao.

"The doctor is here."

After saying this, she quickly opened the door and ran out.

Feeling the moistness remaining on his neck, Mo Junhao couldn't help but smile.

In less than a minute, the door of his room was pushed open again. Han Zhiqing walked in with a middle-aged man with glasses on her shoulders carrying a clinic box, and the farmer who was catching the robber at the beginning.

I think this middle-aged man is the doctor Han Zhiqing mentioned.

Seeing that the doctor put down the clinic box on his shoulder, took out the stethoscope and examined Mo Junhao for some time, he took off the gauze on his arm and carefully examined it.

Then, he took off his stethoscope and said to Han Zhiqing, who was standing aside nervously:
Chapter completed!