"Niannian calls Aunt Feng to come to the hospital. You are still young and can't take care of your father." Niannian is just a child, how could she take care of an adult?

"Mom Feifei, don't you stay?" Niannian looked at Mo Feixue with anticipation. She hoped that Mo Feixue could stay.

"I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first."

Mo Feixue was about to leave when an anxious voice came from behind, "Feifei Mom, my dad hopes you can stay."

Mo Feixue calmed down and replied calmly, "I have no relationship with him anymore, so I won't stay."

"But Grandma Feng is not at home, she goes to her relative's house and will not be back in three days." After Mo Feixue took a few steps, Niannian's roar came again.

Mo Feixue turned around and felt uncomfortable when she saw Niannian's pitiful eyes.

"Niannian, cough cough... let her go, I'm fine." Leng Qianye's voice was weak and hoarse, as if he was about to die.

Isn't he just a heart relapse? How could this sound be like this?

Mo Feixue took a step and ran to Leng Qianye's side. Leng Qianye's face turned red and it was abnormally red.

She stretched out her right hand and placed it on his forehead. It was very hot. It was completely fried with an egg on it.

He had a fever, no wonder the sound was like this.

"Niannian, go and call Dean Wu over. Your father has a high fever."

Seeing Mo Feixue's nervous look, Leng Qianye smiled quietly. This disease really came in time. As long as he could keep Qianxue, no matter how serious he was, what would it be?

Wu Zhonglun really admired Leng Qianye. Who told him to pretend to be sick? Now he is cured, he is really sick.

When Wu Zhonglun took Leng Qianye's body temperature, Leng Qianye specially asked him to get closer to him.

"Wu Zhonglun, don't let my burns fall so quickly." Although his voice was small, he carried an order that could not be refused.

"Mr. Ye, are you crazy? You've reached forty degrees and don't cool down immediately. Do you want to burn your brain?"

Wu Zhonglun felt that Leng Qianye was completely crazy and was crazy for Qianxue.

"Just do what I said." Leng Qianye couldn't care about so much, it was as if he really burned his brain.

Wu Zhonglun really admired Leng Qianye very much. Leng Qianye really dared to do anything for Qianxue.

Niannian had to go to school tomorrow, so Mo Feixue asked her to go to the lounge inside to sleep, and she slept on the sofa next to Leng Qianye. The sofa was big enough that sleeping with two Mo Feixue would be no problem.

She found a good reason for herself. She took care of Leng Qianye for Niannian. Niannian had to go to school tomorrow, and she just helped Niannian take care of him.

Leng Qianye kept pretending to sleep. When he saw Mo Feixue sleeping on the sofa, he felt very uncomfortable. Many times he wanted to say, Qianxue came to sleep, his bed must be more comfortable than the sofa.

But he didn't have the courage to say that the relationship between him and her was no longer the relationship that was in love six years ago. He knew that she hated him and he was afraid that Qianxue would leave once he said it.

Mo Feixue was sleeping uneasy and couldn't sleep. Sure enough, she still liked to sleep on the bed. Although the sofa was soft enough, she still did not feel comfortable sleeping on the bed.

She would not admit that she couldn't sleep because she was worried about Leng Qianye. She thought that she had to do several jobs a day and had slept on a wooden chair, so she could sleep well.

"Water, water..."

Mo Feixue heard a sound in a daze, a familiar voice.

She called out cleverly and woke up immediately. Sure enough, the sound was from Leng Qianye's mouth.

"Water, water..."

Mo Feixue hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it to Leng Qianye. Leng Qianye was lying down and didn't drink any water. The water flowed into his clothes along the corner of his mouth.

She had no choice but to help Leng Qianye up and feed water to his mouth. This time Leng Qianye was so much better, and he drank a whole glass of water in one breath without leaving any left.

Mo Feixue was like holding a hot potato.

Haven’t I been injected with the fluid just now? Why did the fever still not subside?

Leng Qianye was covered in sweat and the shirt he was wearing was soaked. If this continues, not only will his fever not subside, he might also catch a cold tomorrow.

Mo Feixue ran to the dean's office to find Wu Zhonglun. It was already late at night. Wu Zhonglun had already gotten off work. She went to find the doctor on duty again. The doctor on duty gave her a few medicines to reduce fever and said that the medicine was very effective.

As long as you take medicine, your fever will definitely subside tomorrow.

These medicines were prepared by Wu Zhonglun before he got off work. There was no way for him to be Leng Qianye’s childhood friend. He was really afraid that Leng Qianye would really become a fool.

Mo Feixue took the antipyretic medicine as if he had received a life-saving pill, so he hurriedly took it back and fed Leng Qianye to eat it.

Leng Qianye's fever has not subsided, she dared not sleep. She was afraid that Leng Qianye would never wake up after sleeping. It would be fine if he simply had a high fever, but he still had a serious heart disease. These two things

Adding together will easily kill people.

Leng Qianye's shirt is so wet that it can be wrung out of water. There is a hospital gown in the ward. Although it is not good-looking, it can be worn temporarily.

Leng Qianye has always hated wearing hospital gowns, so his VIP hospital gown has never been opened.

Mo Feixue can't care so much, no matter whether he agrees or not, she has to change it for him.

Leng Qianye had never burned so hard in his life. His head was dizzy and his consciousness was not very clear.

But he knew that Qianxue was by his side and she did not leave him. She ran out just now. He thought Qianxue was going to leave him, but he didn't expect that she just went to get him medicine.

He knew that Qianxue would not care about him cruelly, and he knew that she was still the kind Qianxue.

A cool breeze came from his chest. Leng Qianye knew that Qianxue wanted to change his clothes. He pretended to be unconscious and closed his eyes and did not move. He didn't want Mo Feixue to embarrass and feel uncomfortable.

Mo Feixue's hands were trembling. Although she had seen Leng Qianye's body countless times, she was still a little panicked and her hands were trembling involuntarily.

Mo Feixue held his right hand hard with his left hand, telling him that it was not the time to tremble, and she would leave when Leng Qianye's fever subsided tomorrow.

She did this so completely because she didn't want to let Leng Qianye die before she defeated him. She wanted to defeat him with her own hands. In the near future, the International Jewelry Exhibition will be. At that time, she must design a unique jewelry to defeat Leng Qianye.

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Mo Feixue's movements in her hand accelerated. Rather than saying that she was unbuttoning it, she was pulling the buttons one by one. If the buttons were not of good quality, the buttons would have flew out long ago.

My hands seemed to have touched something hard, which was uneven.
Chapter completed!