The imperial pet, the contract cute wife is addicted

Chapter 318 Lu Sihan!Help!
"I, I'm just joking." Yoyo covered her face and looked at Mo Anya. Although she was very upset in her heart, she didn't dare to say anything.

Mo Anya rolled her eyes, and said to Su Yuheng, 'I'll go back to rest first', then turned and left the shooting scene.

Along the way, the car was driving steadily. As soon as Mo Anya returned to Fei's Manor, she immediately walked to Fei Shijue's study room and knocked lightly on the door.

But she knocked a few times, and found that there was no response in the study, so she couldn't help but poked her head and quietly pushed the door open a gap, only to see Fei Shijue sitting at the desk slightly frowning, with his left hand tightly pressed between his brows, as if he had some headaches.

"Ah Jue?"

Fei Shijue raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw Mo Anya, he immediately asked, "Anya, are you done with the filming? Are you tired? I'll ask Sihan Lu to make you some soup later, you need to make up for it .”

"It's okay, I'm done with my work there, by the way, you seem to be in a bad mood today."

As she spoke, she stretched out her delicate little hands to wrap around Fei Shijue's neck, and pressed his forehead to his forehead. She was about to say something, but her expression changed:
"You have a fever?"

Mo Anya ran out to look for Lu Sihan and asked for a thermometer and came back. Fei Shijue supported his temple with one hand, his handsome face was slightly pale, there was a slight blush under his dark eyes, and his forehead was hot.

"It's okay, maybe I'm too tired during this time."

Fei Shijue took Mo Anya into his arms, and gently pressed his chin against her head: "Let me sleep, be good, don't move."

Mo Anya froze, she wanted to sit up, but she was afraid that Fei Shijue's legs would go numb, but it was really tiring to sit on Fei Shijue's legs without squatting.

In case of waking him up, Mo Anya couldn't bear it anymore, she reached out her mobile phone, found Lu Sihan's WeChat, and called to him: "Lu Sihan, Lu Sihan"

Looking at the phone, Lu Sihan poked his head out of the kitchen inexplicably. Seeing her flustered look, he couldn't help asking with concern: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Fei Shijue has a fever."

Lu Sihan put down the things in his hands and walked over, feeling a little worried, he hurried out to find Fei Shijue's personal doctor.

After the doctor came, he stood at the door very tactfully, and did not go into the study: "Can you bother me? It's not convenient for me to enter the study, so please help him to lie down on the sofa."

As Shijue Fei's personal doctor, he certainly knew where he could enter and where he couldn't. How could Shijue Fei's study be entered casually?
Lu Sihan nodded, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to the doctor: "Then sit down first, I'll come as soon as I go."

After Lu Sihan brought him over, Mo Anya hurried upstairs to bring some medicine, alcohol, and fever-reducing patches.

Lu Sihan reached out to pick it up, and Mo Anya volunteered: "I'll come, Lu Sihan, you go to the kitchen and get busy first, just leave it to me and the doctor."

Lu Sihan nodded, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. The doctor took a look at Mo Anya, and took back the diagnostic device in his hand: "Have you taken your temperature?"

Mo Anya nodded: "It's been measured, high fever, forty degrees."

The doctor frowned slightly, and immediately called someone to order a car, and sent him to the big hospital. On the way to the big hospital, Mo Anya was very worried and walked quickly behind. Seeing that she was in a hurry, Lu Sihan immediately comforted her: " It's okay, don't worry too much, Madam, Young Master Fei will be fine."

After the doctor came out, he took off his mask and said, "The antipyretic injections have been taken, don't worry. By the way, he needs to drink plenty of water, and I have written the medicines he needs in the medical record. You can go ahead and ask the nurse to take the medicines according to this." it is good"

"Okay, sorry to bother you"

Mo Anya pursed her lips, nodded, and turned around to go out to find someone to prescribe medicine. Lu Sihan stopped her:

"It's better for me to go, Madam, you help take care of Young Master Fei at home, and I will take care of the other things."

Mo Anya nodded, and Lu Sihan turned around and went to the front to prescribe medicine, leaving Mo Anya alone, staring at the sick Fei Shijue in a daze.

What should I do first?

, Mo Anya sniffed and hesitated to pick up the alcohol. At this moment, there was a coughing sound on the hospital bed.

She quickly put down the things in her hands, and walked towards Fei Shijue: "Ah Jue, what's wrong?"

Mo Anya reached out to support Fei Shijue and let him lean back on the sofa. Fei Shijue's breath was a little unsteady, and Jun's face was slightly flushed. Mo Anya unbuttoned his shirt to let him relax a little. Then he hurriedly picked up the cup beside him:

"Fei Shijue, do you drink water? I'll feed you!"

She picked up the cup and leaned over, aimed at the half-opened thin lips and raised the cup violently. Fei Shijue frowned tightly at her choking, and stretched out his hand to push away the cup that almost broke his lower lip. Coughed a few times.

"...cough, cough, cough!"

Mo Anya's face changed, and she quickly patted Fei Shijue's chest: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I choke you?"

Hey, she's so inexperienced, why the more she takes care of her, the worse she gets, she's not as good as a man like Lu Sihan!
Fei Shijue raised his hand and wiped his lips, looked vaguely at Mo Anya clumsily holding up the water glass to study back and forth, and couldn't help feeling depressed: "Stupid! You almost choked to death, you hand me the glass and I drink it myself .”

"Okay." Mo Anya hurriedly responded, and handed him the water glass. Fei Shijue paused while holding the glass, and looked up at Mo Anya: "I'm a little cold..."

"Okay, okay, I'll get you a quilt!"

She turned around in a panic, Fei Shijue shook the cup in his hand, raised his head and drank a few sips of water, the cold touch of the cup made him wake up a lot, Mo Anya carried the thin quilt out, and spread it on Fei Shijue Lord's body.

Fei Shijue changed his posture, put the water glass in his hand back on the chair, and gently rubbed the space between his brows.

It's true that he had a fever and Mo Anya became stupid.

Sighing helplessly, Fei Shijue held Mo Anya's hand, and said slowly: "I want to sleep, but the hospital is too dirty, please accompany me home after the infusion is finished."

Mo Anya froze for a moment, then nodded. Seeing her dazed expression, Fei Shijue couldn't help but want to laugh. He has a severe headache now.

After Fei Shijue's infusion was completed, Lu Sihan was busy handling business affairs for Fei Shijue, while Mo Anya was fighting in the kitchen...

"Ah, what should I do with the porridge? Sihan Lu! Help! I, should I put the rice in it? The hot water is bubbling!"

Mo Anya stood in front of the stove a little tired, and threw down a bowl of uncooked rice!

After the boiling water in the pot stopped boiling, Mo Anya quietly poked her head over, poked her with her chopsticks, and frowned depressingly: "Sihan Lu! Why is the rice in the porridge I made still hard? of??"

(End of this chapter)