How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 201 Walking into the morning fog, falling into the twilight clouds (38)

   Feng Yansheng lifted Wen Xien's legs and put them on the bed, almost taking care of a baby, put Wen Xien on the bed, spread out the folded quilt, and covered Wen Xien's body.

   Feng Yansheng lay down with his clothes on, lying beside Wen Xien.

   The light outside was not turned off, it was on, Feng Yansheng turned off the light in the room, and the light from the outside was enough to illuminate two people.

   Feng Yansheng hugged Wen Xien through a layer of quilt, and gently patted her on the back through the quilt.

   Feng Yansheng said, "Go to sleep."

   Wen Xien closed his eyes.

  When the sun rose three poles, Feng Yansheng woke up. He slept so deeply that he couldn't sleep, and the person sleeping beside him still closed his eyes.

   Feng Yan gave birth to the bed, and took the door lightly and went out.

   Feng Yansheng stayed outside the house for a while, ate an apple, and was terribly hungry. He turned over the refrigerator and found that there was nothing in the refrigerator, so he went downstairs to the supermarket to buy breakfast and vegetables.

   After shopping, Feng Yansheng quietly walked to the room again, Wen Xien was still lying on the bed, and he didn't even change his posture.

   It's 10 o'clock now, Feng Yansheng is pacing the room anxiously, let her sleep a little longer.

   Wen Xien slept for too long this time, Feng Yansheng sat on the sofa for a while, the breakfast was cold, and he couldn't sit any longer.

   He gently opened the door again, and when he saw Wen Xien's appearance from the bedside, he didn't want to wake her up again.

  Last night was unusually like that, will you feel better today?

   Feng Yansheng stood by the bed for a while, and finally decided to wake Wen Xien up.

When    called for the first time, Wen Xien didn't respond, and at the second call, Wen Xien frowned.

  Feng Yansheng was a little panicked and sat by the bed to push Wen Xien.

  Wen Xien's clothes were not thick, thin fabrics, when he touched it, the temperature in his palm was scalding hot.

   Feng Yansheng was startled by the temperature, he pushed Wen Xien's shoulder and called her by his ear.

   Wen Xien frowned a few times and finally opened his eyes.

   Feng Yansheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw her open his eyes.

  Wen Xien glanced at him, as if he was still awake, he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep again.

   Feng Yansheng hurriedly pushed him and coaxed her softly, "Don't go to sleep first, will you eat first?"

  Wen Xien's face was the same as usual, only the high body temperature was scary. Feng Yansheng pressed against his ear and called Wen Xien twice, but there was no response.

   At this time, Feng Yansheng was really a little panicked. He watched Wen Xien close his eyes in front of him, and his tiredness made his heart throb.

   "Don't sleep!" Feng Yansheng's voice increased, with a burst of panic, "Jon!"

   He lifted the quilt and helped Wen Xien sit up.

  Wen Xien's body was soft and boneless, Feng Yansheng wrapped her hands around her terrifyingly hot skin and sat on the bed to look at her.

   "Jon, what's the matter with you?" Feng Yansheng touched Wen Xien's forehead, and Wen Xien's forehead was also surprisingly hot, "You have a fever?"

   After Feng Yansheng helped Wen Xien sit up, he kept touching her forehead. Wen Xien's forehead was as hot as her body.

  Feng Yansheng had no common sense and knew that it could not be delayed. He took out his coat from the closet and started putting it on Wen Xien, stuffing all the money into his pocket.

   Feng Yansheng picked up Wen Xien and walked outside. He was in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to close the door.

   After walking a few steps, he was exhausted, and there was a dull pain in his chest.

The hospital is opposite, and the red letter above is probably the most conspicuous building in this area. Feng Yansheng carried Wen Xien over. The building of the hospital was too high. It poured into the lungs, and the severe pain became more and more obvious.

   He also hurts, and the pain is severe.

   Feng Yansheng's legs are softening, Wen Xien is very light, he used to be able to breathe without breathing, but now he can carry her and walk so much, he has exhausted all his strength.

  Feng Yansheng gritted his teeth, hugged Wen Xien and took a few steps forward, and just a few steps made him sweat on his forehead.

   After all, the stairs are more labor-intensive than the flat ground, not to mention that he is still holding a person, Feng Yansheng himself feels that his arms are no longer conscious.

   Just happened to pass by an uncle, Feng Yansheng pulled his face and asked people how to get there for the first time. The uncle was very kind-hearted. When he saw Feng Yansheng holding a comatose person, he asked what happened to the person in his arms.

   Feng Yansheng was panting, his expression almost crying, "He has a fever."

  The uncle was a little deaf, but when he saw Feng Yansheng's appearance, he thought the person in his arms was seriously injured, "Young man, speak up!"

  Feng Yan stubbornly raised his voice, "She—has—fever—has."

  Uncle finally understood, he took Feng Yansheng and turned to the right, Feng Yansheng followed him.

  Uncle took Feng Yansheng to a place where a doctor was fetching water. Feng Yansheng put Wen Xien on the chair and rushed up immediately, grabbed the doctor and took him to Wen Xien.

   Wen Xien's face was already reddened.

Doctor    was taken aback by Feng Yansheng. Seeing that it was only a 16- or 17-year-old boy who arrested him, his expression improved a little.

   Feng Yansheng didn't wait for him to speak at all, he spoke in panic, "She has a fever, let's see what to do."

   Doctors have seen many such patients. Most of them rushed to the hospital with relatives who only had one breath left, and shouted hysterically at the doctor. I saw too many scenes like this, but the doctor was stunned because the patient only had a fever.

   But when the doctor saw Feng Yansheng's face again, he didn't say anything, reached out to touch Wen Xien's forehead, and called to the office opposite, "Little Wang!"

   A young nurse appeared in the opposite office. Hearing the doctor's call, she hurriedly ran over and asked, "What's the matter, Director?"

   The doctor called the director pointed at Wen Xien, "Take her to the infusion room."

  Feng Yansheng looked very anxious all of a sudden. He used to be a little troubled. Those doctors had to check him once before they were willing to give a treatment plan.

   "Look at her again!" Feng Yansheng didn't understand anything, so he grabbed the doctor's clothes and didn't tell him to go, "I called for a long time before she didn't wake up, and her body was still very hot, she, she..."

   Feng Yansheng's eyes turned red as he spoke, and he was in a panic.

   The doctor who was called the director was surprised, "That's a high fever."

   "Look again, just touch it, you say it's a high fever?" Feng Yansheng always felt uneasy, and his tone began to rush.

Ha ha

   (end of this chapter)