After a while, Mama Zhang went upstairs again.

"Dr. Lin and the little assistant are sent away?" Mo Wanni asked casually when she saw Mama Zhang coming up.

"Yes madam, I saw them go with my own eyes, they walked together," Zhang Ma said to Mo Wanni, and then she wanted to reach out to take the towel from Mo Wanni's hand, "Come on ma'am, you You can lie down for a while, and I will call you when the infusion is almost finished."

"No need, I'll watch here for a while, you go to bed first." Mo Wanni said with a smile to Zhang Ma, holding the towel tightly in her hand and not handing it to Zhang Ma, with a look of refusal.

"How can this work?" Zhang Ma said to Mo Wanni with a face full of disapproval, "Madam, you can't be so exhausted. When the time comes, sir, if you have something to do, it won't be worth the loss. Besides, sir is just It’s just a fever, I’ll just help you look after it.”

When Mo Wanni heard Zhang Ma's words, she felt that it made sense. After all, she couldn't make fun of the child's health, so she let go and gave Zhang Ma the towel.

"Then just call me when the bet is almost over, and I'll pull Junchen's needle." Mo Wanni said after thinking about it.

"Don't worry ma'am, I'm watching here, and I won't pull out the needle, I'll have to trouble you later." Zhang Ma casually folded the towel in her hand and said to Mo Wanni with a smile.

"Okay, then I will trouble you, Mama Zhang." Mo Wanni felt relieved when she saw Mama Zhang's smile, and said to Mama Zhang with a smile.

"No trouble, no trouble, this is what I should do," Zhang Ma said to Mo Wanni, and then urged Mo Wanni to go to bed quickly, "Ma'am, don't be polite to me here, go to bed and have a rest Bar."

Mo Wanni didn't say anything anymore, and went to bed according to Zhang Ma's instructions, and lay on Ling Junchen's left hand. Ling Junchen's left hand was not infused, so Mo Wanni held Ling Junchen's left hand.

Mo Wanni held Ling Junchen's slightly rough palm with her soft little hand. His hand was hot and scalding, and the fiery temperature burned Mo Wanni's entire palm.

Mo Wanni approached Ling Junchen's shoulder, and leaned her head on Ling Junchen's arm, in a posture of complete dependence. Her hands were also intertwined with Ling Junchen's under the quilt.

After Zhang Ma saw that Mo Wanni was lying down, she lightly dimmed the lights in the bedroom, leaving only the faint light flickering on her own, and she also gently washed the towels back and forth.

Mo Wanni slowly fell asleep in this comfortable situation. In fact, she was tired all day, and she was too sleepy after tossing around for so long, but something happened to Ling Junchen, so she had to cheer up to look after.

Now that everything was properly arranged, and Ling Junchen was also helped to watch over it, Mo Wanni felt relieved, and the drowsiness soon set in.

"Ma'am, wake up..."

Mo Wanni heard someone calling her in a low voice, she hummed in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she found that Mama Zhang was looking at her.

"Mother Zhang, why are you here?" Mo Wanni was a little sleepy, and hadn't realized what happened, so she asked subconsciously.

Zhang Ma couldn't laugh or cry when she heard Mo Wanni's question, she patiently explained to Mo Wanni and said: "Madam, Mister has a fever, and the infusion is almost finished, you should pull out Mister's needle."

When Mo Wanni heard what Zhang Ma said, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then the previous memories flooded into her mind instantly, and she immediately reacted.

Mo Wanni lifted the quilt and sat up, looked up at the little liquid left in the infusion tube, and then looked at the time, it was already past three o'clock.

Her memories at this time have all come back, so it is natural that she has been tossing all night when she thinks about it, and the culprit is lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

By the way, the culprit still has a fever.

Mo Wanni suddenly remembered this, and quickly reached out to touch Ling Junchen's forehead. Although it was still a little hot, it was not as hot as before.

"Mother Zhang, hurry up and go back to sleep for a while. It's been a busy night. Take a rest. It seems that there's nothing else to do now. I'll watch you here and don't worry." After Mo Wanni was optimistic about Ling Junchen, Said to Mama Zhang.

After all, Mama Zhang has been busy for so long in order not to worry about herself. Now that Ling Junchen has stabilized, Mama Zhang can go to rest for a while.

Mama Zhang looked at Ling Junchen as if nothing serious happened, and the needle would be ready after a while, there was nothing else to do, and Mama Zhang also cleaned up the house for them, so she didn't shirk it. Wanni said that she was going to go back and take a rest.

"Ma'am, call me again if you have anything to do." Zhang Ma still told Mo Wanni worriedly before going back to sleep.

"I will, you can go to rest." Mo Wanni half pushed Mama Zhang out while talking, Mama Zhang couldn't hold back Mo Wanni, so she had to say what Mo Wanni wanted and went back to the room.

Looking at Ling Junchen's appearance, Mo Wanni felt that he no longer needed to apply a towel, so she sat beside Ling Junchen and waited for the last bit of potion to be finished.

At this time, Ling Junchen was sleeping soundly, and he looked like a well-behaved child quietly, lying on the bed without making any noise.

Fair skin, curly eyelashes, and a high nose bridge, Mo Wanni loves everything very much. Mo Wanni fondly caresses Ling Junchen's cheek. This is a good time to eat tofu openly.

Mo Wanni sneered in her heart, her mind was already in a thousand turns.

After a while, Mo Wanni also had enough of Ling Junchen's tofu, and the little potion had already been dispensed.

She pressed the cotton wool on Ling Junchen's hand with her thumb, quickly pulled out the needle on the back of Ling Junchen's hand, and then pressed the cotton wool tightly on Ling Junchen.

In fact, pulling out needles is much easier than sticking them in. Anyway, as long as you have the guts, you can definitely pull them out, and no one needs to learn this.

After tidying up the things used for the infusion, Mo Wanni went to look at the back of Ling Junchen's hand again, it was fine that there was no bleeding.

Mo Wanni looked at Ling Junchen's eyes closed and motionless, and found it really interesting. She had never seen Ling Junchen like this before in her memory.

It's completely different from the usual vigorous and resolute appearance. He's just a pitiful child at all, and he must be loved.

Mo Wanni went to bed while thinking, lying sideways beside Ling Junchen, looking at Ling Junchen's face, she couldn't help but want to make a movement, which she had never done before.

Pinch Ling Junchen's cheek!
Thinking of this, Mo Wanni couldn't help but started to implement it. She first touched Ling Junchen's cheek with one hand, but she didn't expect such a big man's face to be so soft.

Mo Wanni's eyes widened in disbelief, and then she put one hand on her left and right to pinch... No, she stroked Ling Junchen's unbelievably soft cheek.

Rubbing left and right made Ling Junchen's cheeks change into various strange looks, and he never tired of it.

After Mo Wanni's unremitting efforts, Ling Junchen's face finally had a flush that was not caused by a fever, but it was pinched out by Mo Wanni forcefully.

Suddenly Mo Wanni saw Ling Junchen's frown, she quickly withdrew her hand subconsciously, and lay back in bed super quickly, as if she hadn't done anything.

In fact, Mo Wanni's heartbeat soared instantly at that moment, and she was about to fly out with a thump.

After waiting for a while, Mo Wanni sneaked out of the bed again. She glanced at Ling Junchen, and found that Ling Junchen was still sleeping soundly, maintaining her original sleeping position motionless, and she felt relieved.

Only then did Mo Wanni reach out her hand to turn off the light, and fell asleep with the arm close to Ling Junchen.

When Mo Wanni woke up the next day, she found that Ling Junchen had already woken up. No matter how sick Ling Junchen was, he kept holding on to that nervous air and refused to let himself relax. This was an instinct of his body.

Seeing Ling Junchen beside her looking at her, Mo Wanni woke up instantly, quickly raised her hand to touch Ling Junchen's forehead, and asked, "Do you still have a fever? Do you feel unwell?"

Ling Junchen smiled and took Mo Wanni's hand off his forehead, held it tightly in his palm, then brought it to his lips and kissed it, and said: "It's okay, I heard from Mama Zhang that I had a fever yesterday, You have worked hard Wanni."

Mo Wanni felt a little uncomfortable looking at Ling Junchen's tender eyes, she dodged her eyes and said shyly: "It's okay, you're fine."

Ling Junchen didn't answer, and still put Mo Wanni's hand on his lips, rubbing gently.

"Infusion?" Mo Wanni still asked a little worried.

"No need," Ling Junchen looked at the worried look of his little wife, and said with a warm smile in his heart, "I don't feel any discomfort in my body, it's just..."

Mo Wanni was relieved when she heard Ling Junchen say that she was fine, but she immediately saw Ling Junchen's hesitant look and asked nervously: "What's the matter? If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me Is there something uncomfortable, don't hide it from me."

Seeing his little wife's nervous appearance, Ling Junchen quickly comforted him: "It's all right, there's nothing wrong with me, it's just that my face feels uncomfortable, it feels weird, and it hurts."

Ling Junchen also felt very strange when he said it, there was nothing wrong with him, why did he feel uncomfortable on his face, what did he do last night.

When Mo Wanni heard what Ling Junchen said, she felt a little guilty for a moment, she didn't dare to look at Ling Junchen, and said falteringly: "It's okay, it may be a sequelae, don't think too much about it."

"It doesn't seem like a sequelae..." Ling Junchen was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted by Mo Wanni.

"It's the sequelae! Don't think about it, get up quickly, it's getting late!"

Looking at Mo Wanni's appearance, Ling Junchen always felt that something was weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he stopped thinking about it.

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