A high fever

Fu Nanli received the news very quickly. Wang Shan had indeed told he Qian that he had left the meeting in the middle of it and didn't look too good. In addition, the people at YuanNan residence had revealed that she had roughly pieced together the facts and knew that he didn't like Wen Qiao meeting his mother, so she had come up with this plan.

"Transfer Wang Shan away,"

Xu Shen replied, [ no problem. I'll make the arrangements immediately. ]

"It's he Qian," He put down his phone with a gloomy expression.

Wen Qiao pursed her lips. He really put in a lot of effort.

I'll take care of it, " he said, patting her head. you don't have to worry about it.

"Yes."

She did not want to care about this kind of jealousy. He Qian was trying to pull her down, but even if she did, she would not be able to rise to the top. Why would that sister do that?

"Are you hungry?"

Realization dawned on Wen Qiao, and she recalled that she hadn't had dinner yet. Tonight, she was really hungry and cold, as if she had returned to the old society. She nodded."I'm hungry."

Fu Nanli stood up. there's some Italy in the refrigerator. I'll cook some for you.

Fu Nanli went to the kitchen and started looking at the recipes online. After looking at the cooking method of spaghetti for a while, he started to prepare dinner.

After dinner, Fu Nanli asked Wen Qiao if she wanted to go to the hospital.

Wen Qiao felt that she was already much better after eating the hot food, so she said no need.

He carried her back to the room. She was a tough woman outside, but in front of him, she was a little girl. She was a little girl who should be held in his hands and protected.

That night, Fu Nanli didn't sleep well. At two in the morning, he woke up and went to the room next door. She was curled up in a ball on the bed, and her breathing was a little heavy. He walked over and felt her forehead. It was burning hot, and his heart instantly clenched.

She had a fever.

Fu Nanli switched on the bedside lamp and called out to her softly, " "Qiao 'er,"

Wen Qiao was still in a daze, her hair was drenched in sweat and her vision was a little blurry. She replied, " "Yes."

"You're running a fever,"

Wen Qiao held onto his large hand, feeling weak all over. She said softly, " "I'll be fine after a nap."

Fu Nanli took the ear temperature Gun and measured her temperature. It was 39.2 degrees-he couldn't delay any longer.

He called his family doctor, Li Fang, and asked him to come immediately.

On a snowy night, Li Fang did not dare to delay. He rushed to the address given by his young master.

Fu Nanli opened the door for him, and it was Li Fang's first time visiting. He couldn't help but be curious. So the reason young master moved out was to make it easier for him to keep his mistress in his Golden House.

The bedroom was lit up with warm lights and it was snowing heavily outside the window. When Li Fang first saw Wen Qiao lying on the bed in pain, he immediately understood why his young master did what he did without a care.

The girl was really beautiful.

she caught a cold tonight and has a high fever. See if she needs an injection or an IV drip.

if it's not a viral cold, try not to get an IV drip. Let her take the medicine first. Also, use a physical method to lower her temperature. Put a cold towel on her forehead, wrist, and calf. If her temperature still doesn't go down by tomorrow morning, I'll come again.

After Li Fang left, Fu Nanli poured her a glass of hot water, carried her up, and fed her some pills.

Then, he went to the bathroom to get a few wet towels and gently placed them on her forehead, wrists, and calves.

He didn't leave. He leaned against the head of the bed and changed the towel for her every now and then. He took her temperature every hour. By four o 'clock, her temperature had only dropped to 37.6 degrees, with a slight fever.

He kept the towel, covered her with the blanket, and leaned to the side to sleep.