Master Mo, you are here to ask for money for milk powder.

Chapter 215 Anxious to reduce fever, is to...

Lin Anan carried a tray, put porridge and ice cubes, and was about to go upstairs when Pierre arrived.

As soon as Pierre arrived, he asked Owen, "How long has Master Mo had the fever? What's the temperature now?"

Owen knew nothing about these two questions.

Lin Anan, who was standing next to him, returned, "It should have started to have a fever since the early morning of yesterday. The temperature I measured for the president just now was [-] degrees two."

"It's so high! I've had a fever for so long, have you taken any medicine?"

"Yes, I took two antipyretics just now."

Pierre was carrying the medicine box, and while walking towards the bedroom on the second floor, he was still talking, "How can you have a fever in such a hot day in this port city?"

"I haven't seen Master Mo have a fever and a cold for several years."

Lin Anan didn't answer Pierre's curious question.

She blushed and lowered her head.

She couldn't answer this question, so she just pretended she didn't hear it, and concentrated on carrying her porridge and ice cubes, and followed to Mo Junyu's bedroom.

in the bedroom.

Pierre helped Mo Junyu do a general examination, and said, "Master Mo just has a cold and a fever, as long as the fever subsides."

"Miss Lin, use ice cubes to physically cool Master Mo down, and then let Master Mo take some antipyretics."

"Well, good." Lin Anan responded, and continued to concentrate on applying ice cubes and cold compresses to Mo Junyu.

Lin Anan looked at Mo Junyu, who was too weak to sit up due to the high fever, and was really worried. After all, in her perception, Mo Junyu had a terrible body.

His arm was injured and bleeding, such a deep wound, he didn't even frown.

But now he is so sick and weak.

At this moment, Mo Junyu looked at Pierre and asked, "How many days do I have to take the antipyretic medicine?"

"If it's quick, it'll be a day, or if it's slow, the fever will subside in two or three days." Pierre replied.

Mo Junyu asked again, "Could it be faster to get an IV drip?"

"Well, yes, the medicine in the IV will be heavier."

"Then give me a drip."

"Oh, yes." Pierre replied.

He started to prepare, took out the medicine from the medicine box, and said to Mo Junyu, "Master Mo, although the intravenous drip can quickly bring down your fever, you still need to take a good rest after the fever is gone."

"You can't ignore your body just because you are busy with work."

"No matter how important your work is, it is far less important than your body."

Pierre said so much, he knew that what he said in front of Mo Junyu had no weight, it was almost air.

He looked at Lin An'an and said, "Miss Lin, it's been hard for you these two days to take care of Lord Mo and persuade him more so that he doesn't work too hard."

Lin Anan responded, "Yes, I will."

"These two days are the best time to stay in bed and eat a light diet..."

"Okay!" Mo Junyu frowned irritably, although his voice was weak, there was a chill that could not be disobeyed.

"Stop talking too much, I don't want to work."

Mo Junyu suffers from bipolar disorder and is very annoyed by loud voices.

So Pierre's croaking made him irritable and headache.

Pierre also knew that Mo Junyu didn't like quarrels, but he was born with a chatterbox, and he was Mo Junyu's personal doctor, so he cared more about his affairs.

So I kept asking, "Since you are not in a hurry to work, Mr. Mo, why do you want to quickly reduce the fever? For a fever, taking too much medicine is not a good thing, it will weaken your own immunity..."

Lin An'an next to her rubbed the towel and wiped it for Mo Junyu.

Her shy and nervous heart was beating hard.

Mo Junyu was not in a hurry to work, then, could it be that he was in a hurry...

He just said that when his fever subsides, then...

(End of this chapter)