My Third Gentleman

Chapter 676 is sick (4)

As Zhao Zhiliang said, Wushuang's fever is not too severe. A little over 38 degrees means severe dehydration and a little collapse. Mu Jinchen tried to fill her with a lot of water and put warm water on Wushuang's forehead. , Wiping his hands again, he was so attentive as he was busy.

Zhao Zhiliang really couldn't stand it, and couldn't help but say, "Chen'er, first change your clothes, don't wait for Wushuang to get better, but you are sick."

When did he meet such a virtuous Mu Jinchen? Yes, his performance now deserves the word virtuous.

Mu Jinchen lowered his head to look at himself, and coughed lightly with his fist against his lips. He was a little embarrassed, "It made Uncle Zhao a joke. You can watch Wushuang for me first, and I'll change the wash."

Zhao Zhiliang looked at the tall and burly figure and shook his head. Who would have imagined that Mu Jinchen would look like this before Wu Duan?

Wushuang has become his rare treasure. Zhao Zhiliang glanced at the girl who was sleeping a little uncomfortably. He was also a good boy, so good.

This night, Mu Jinchen hardly dared to sleep. He checked Wushuang's body temperature every once in a while, or asked her to drink water. Fortunately, Wushuang was fine. He went to the bathroom several times at night, although she was still a little confused.

When Wushuang woke up again, her whole person was a lot more relaxed. She didn't know when it was or where she was. She just moved a little bit, and the man next to her was conditioned and stroked almost instantly. I touched Wushuang's forehead, and then touched whether her clothes were wet, feeling everything was normal, kissed Wushuang's forehead, and lay down in peace.

Wushuang was surprised to find that Mr. Mu in her family had closed his eyes when doing this series of actions, and his heart was warm. She knew that he was sick, he must have not slept all night.

"Mu Jinchen..."

Wushuang's throat hurt so badly, as if he had been burned by fire, and his voice was hoarse.

This time, the man woke up completely, turned his head quickly, turned on the wall lamp, and looked at his little wife.

"But what is uncomfortable?"

Wushuang shook his head gently, "Water..."

"Okay, I'll get it right away."

Mu Jinchen brought warm water, Wushuang drank half a cup, his throat improved a lot.

Mu Jinchen took the cup in her hand and put it on the bedside table, and asked, "Is it better?"

Wushuang nodded and stretched out his arm towards him.

Mu Jinchen was a little unsure, but he lowered himself obediently and approached her.

Wushuang used all his strength to hug his neck and said softly, "Sleep."

The weak Wushuang was a little bit more pampered than usual. The man felt that his whole heart was softening. After a long time he came back to his senses. He adjusted the position and hugged her into his arms, and his heart was filled in an instant. Full, "Okay, sleep, just fine, you are almost scared to death Mr. Mu, you know, you won't be allowed to use the bathtub anymore, just take a shower."

Thinking of the scene he saw, the man still has lingering fears.

"What's wrong with me?"

Wushuang's last memory is staying in the bath, but the memory afterwards is confused.

Mu Jinchen hugged the little woman's arms tightly, and gently dropped a kiss on the top of her hair. "You fainted in the bathtub and almost got flooded. Anyway, you are not allowed to use the bathtub anymore. It's just after six o'clock. Sleep more and get better soon, lest grandpa and the others worry."

(End of this chapter)