President uncle, don't come close

Sheng Zhuwen blinked, looked at Su Li with a smiling face, opened his mouth, ate the bird's nest porridge he handed over, and nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, what am I thinking here so hard? It's something you can know by phone. "

Sheng Zhuwen smiled. She found that her head was not as good as before. Su Li must have laughed at her in her heart for three years

"I have only one request. Before you do anything, remember that you are a pregnant woman, and then take good care of yourself and my baby. OK？”

Su Li put down his bowl and drank a bowl of bird's nest porridge for half an hour. He felt relieved. Holding Sheng Zhuwen's hand to his mouth, he gently printed a kiss. He looked at Sheng Zhuwen affectionately and said such words.

For Su Li, Sheng Zhuwen's business is the biggest thing. He hopes that when he is away, she can take good care of herself and don't let him worry... Take this time for example, others will never understand the anxiety that he can't find Sheng Zhuwen when he works overtime at home, or the pain that he finds her in the rain and finds her and Ling Moqin in the rain

"Su Li... Sorry to worry you again. Am I always... Like a child? "

Sheng Zhuwen heard the worry in his tone. From last night to now, she can feel Su Li's worry and tension about her, although she's just a little uncomfortable. Just wake up after sleeping. But this still challenges the tight line of Su Li... At this stage, he has become more sensitive and sensitive than before because of his concern and worry about her.

"Don't say I'm sorry, even if it's a child, I'm willing to spoil you all the time."

Suli doesn't want to put too much pressure on her. He hopes that his love for her can make her feel relaxed, not pressure... So he tries to relax and say love words in a joking tone.

"Su Li, you are very kind, you are very kind to me!"

Sheng Zhuwen reached out and hugged Su Li's neck tightly. She knew that he was always willing to tolerate all her emotions and willfulness... In this world, if the person married was not Su Li, Sheng Zhuwen didn't know who else could love her and spoil her like Su Li, so she is very satisfied now

"Miss Ling, you're back."

When Ling Moqin rang the doorbell, the servant opened the door. Ling Moqin was a little stunned for a moment. She usually doesn't leave servants and housekeepers at home for the night, because Sheng Huaizhe wants more private space... The servant who appears at home early in the morning is frowning and saying such words to her. Why doesn't she think much?

"What happened? Is it uncomfortable to laugh? "

Ling Moqin's eyebrows also wrinkled up. He hurriedly stepped in to change his shoes and was eager to go in quickly. One night away, she wants to die and smile now. I don't know whether she slept well last night, whether she cried to her mother, and whether she kicked the quilt

"No, it's good to smile. The child hasn't woken up yet."

The servant sister Liu waved her hand quickly. She knew that Ling Moqin would think it was a smile. This is an instinct of being a mother... But this time, the bad man is their young master Sheng Huaizhe.

"What are you? By the way, sister Liu, why did you come here early in the morning? "

Ling Moqin's heart had just been put down, and now he raised it again. Not smiling, is it... Her heart began to pull up, because she couldn't think of any reason to let sister Liu, who should have rested at her home, appear here early in the morning, unless something happened at home

"Miss, don't you know? Last night, the young master was in the rain all night in order to find you. Now he has a fever! "

Sister Liu grew up watching Sheng Huaizhe. While saying these words, there was a distressed expression on her face, which was particularly true to Ling Moqin.

"Fever? I'll see! "

Ling Moqin frowned more tightly. She put down her bag and coat, put on a pair of home shoes, quickly walked in and went straight to Sheng Huaizhe's master bedroom.

The dark room, closed windows and curtains didn't let the outside light and air in. Sheng Huaizhe looked at such a scene and clicked in his heart. She knew that Sheng Huaizhe would keep his room bright and ventilated at ordinary times, but now, it should be that he didn't have the heart to

Close to his bed, Ling Moqin found that Sheng Huaizhe seemed to be more seriously ill than she thought, because he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed at the moment, and he didn't respond even when she moved his quilt... As agile as Sheng Huaizhe, his forehead feels hot now!

"God, Sheng Huaizhe, you're hot!"

Ling Moqin withdrew his little hand, thought about it, stood up, quickly returned to his room, took the infrared thermometer Sheng Xiaoxiao usually used, and measured Sheng Huaizhe's forehead and behind his ears. The temperature was as hot as she had just touched.

"Thirty nine degrees! No, you have to go to the hospital! "

Ling Moqin was a little flustered. She took a deep breath. She thought that she didn't laugh at her usual cold and fever. Instead, she calmed down... She stretched out her hands to pull Sheng Huaizhe, but she couldn't wake him up.

"Don't sleep, Sheng Huaizhe, smelly uncle, get up!"

However, no matter how she dragged and pulled, Sheng Huaizhe just didn't wake up, and the places she touched were very hot... Ling Moqin bit his teeth and felt that it couldn't go on like this. He had to burn out!

He hurried out of the room. Ling Moqin first ordered sister Liu to bring her a basin of water to Sheng Huaizhe's room, and then he went back to Sheng Xiaoxiao's room to have a look. He helped her pull the quilt. Seeing that she was still sleeping, he safely returned to Sheng Huaizhe's room and took full care of Sheng Huaizhe.

Again and again, Ling Moqin kept changing water to wipe Sheng Huaizhe's hands and apply his forehead... Just many times, Sheng Huaizhe still seemed to be hot like something, and physical cooling seemed to be of no use to him. Ling Moqin is finally worried. She doesn't want him to burn like this

"Yes, antipyretic paste!"

In a hurry, Ling Moqin thought of Sheng Xiaoxiao's standing children's antipyretic paste, thinking that this should also be useful for adults? Anyway, she wants to try. If it still doesn't work, let someone carry Sheng Huaizhe to the hospital

Ling moqinfei returns to Sheng Xiaoxiao's room, finds the antipyretic paste for her, then returns to Sheng Huaizhe's bedside and sits down.

Gently tear open the outer package of the antipyretic sticker. Ling Moqin pasted the antipyretic sticker on Sheng Huaizhe's forehead. Perhaps it was because he didn't adapt to the cold feeling. Sheng Huaizhe moved and opened his eyes to see Ling Moqin

"Are you awake?! Uncle! "

Ling Moqin called him in surprise, but found that his expression was unprecedented seriousness and disappointment. Is it for her? Disappointed that you didn't find her last night? Because her night doesn't go home? Ling Moqin's heart sank and suddenly felt strange