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Ji Feiyun dared to pull his hand upstairs, but he didn't.

This time she tried to pull again.

After going up to the third floor, Ji Feiyun gently opened the door and said in a low voice, "Grandpa?"

Mr. Huo was lying motionless on the bed in his hospital gown, with a bottle hanging on the wall.Xiao Zhou stood aside and watched.Seeing Nan Yongpeng and Ji Feiyun coming in, he seemed a little nervous.

Ji Feiyun hurried to the hospital bed.Grandpa Huo closed his eyes, his face was flushed, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

She picked up a tissue and wiped him, then put her hand on his forehead, "Oh, why is it burning so badly?"

"After the antipyretic injection, the high fever persisted." Xiao Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I, I'll call the doctor."

Ji Feiyun saw Grandpa Huo panting, even his mouth was red and swollen.He called his grandfather several times in pain.

Mr. Huo was confused: "One, one Shen... one Shen, Grandpa... Grandpa is sorry for you..."

Unconscious, he kept talking, and two lines of muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, like a poor dying old man.

"Grandpa..." As soon as Ji Feiyun opened his mouth, he smelled a strong smell of pepper.

He asked his grandson not to die.He was committing suicide, which made her nervous all the way.In other words, Nan Yongpeng stood at the end of the bed, otherwise it would be strange if he didn't wear clothes.

Ji Feiyun couldn't bear to expose him.Thinking of his grandfather's military life, he never frowned in the face of bullets and bullets.Now he is old.In order to get his grandson back to him, he even played tricks, and he really became an old boy.

Mr Huo continued to hear the wail of his tearful soul.Ji Feiyun felt that this scene was a bit exaggerated.Stubble smells really strong.Nan Yongpeng's nose is more sensitive than a dog's.Let him speak again.

She gently squeezed Grandpa Huo's arm to remind him that this is enough.

Fortunately, the old man was very eye-catching, so he stopped talking soon, but the tears in the corners of his eyes could not be stopped.Really uncomfortable.

The doctor hurried over and took some ice cubes to reduce Mr. Huo's fever. "The old chief's injuries did not heal when he was young, and his body was burned over the years. He took the medicine as a meal. His body was too resistant to the medicine, and he was too worried recently, so the disease was like a mountain. The old man is getting old, as a relative, you should spend more time with him, he will get better when he is in a good mood."

The doctor's acting skills are better than Mr. Huo's.He left with that.

Xiao Zhou didn't dare to stay in the room anymore and went out to watch.

Nan Yongpeng didn't speak, but sat beside him with a stool.

About 10 minutes later, the old man woke up, "Girl, you are here."

"Well, Yongpeng and I came to see you."

Leng Shengsheng was hungry for two days.Master Huo was so weak that he struggled to sit up, but failed.

Ji Feiyun couldn't help. "Yong Peng, please help."

Nan Yongpeng helped Mr. Huo up and put a pillow on his waist.

The old man was very excited and held Nan Yongpeng's hand tightly. "Yishen, you're here."

Mr. Huo didn't eat or drink for two days, he was hungry, trembling violently, his face was haggard, and his mouth was cracked, but his eyes were shining when he looked at Nan Yongpeng, like a lonely old man longing for family affection.

Nan Yongpeng didn't speak, but frowned.

Ji Feiyun stabbed him quietly again.

The old man woke up and said, "Nan Yongpeng, sit down."

Nan Yongpeng sat down again.

Seeing that Grandpa was about to faint, Ji Feiyun said, "Yongpeng, Grandpa has a high fever and is dehydrated. Please help him hold this enamel cup."

Nan Yongpeng stood up and went to the table to get it.

One hand of Mr. Huo was shaking so badly that he could only catch it with two hands, and opened his mouth to drink two glasses.

The cups were cold, overcooked and the tap water smelled like bleach.In the past, he always had to add some tea to drink, but this time it smelled very fragrant, which made him feel inexplicably comfortable.

The grandson fell.It's really sweet to me.

Mr. Huo was so thirsty that he drank all the water in the enamel cup before his body recovered a bit of strength.

Ji Feiyun consciously made room for his grandparents and grandchildren: "Grandpa, let me cook for you."

She took the lunch box and went to the cafeteria with Xiao Zhou.

"Brother Zhou, grandpa is too willful this time. How can you help the tyrant?" You can't expose Grandpa Huo in front of Nan Yongpeng, but it doesn't mean he is right. "How old is grandpa?" He went on a hunger strike, ate peppers, and colluded with doctors.Something is wrong with his body.can you afford it "

Xiao Zhou blushed, "I suggested to the old chief, but he didn't listen. I, I can't help it."