Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Wanqing had a fever.

Auntie went to call Yan Wanqing after dinner was ready, but found that she had fallen into a deep sleep and couldn't be woken up no matter how she called.

Auntie touched Yan Wanqing's forehead, "It's so hot."

She immediately thought of calling Jiang Mo.

"Auntie, where are you going?"

Just as the aunt ran out of the yard, Jiang Mo came out from the corner. The aunt saw him as if she saw the backbone.

"Jiang Mo, it's nice of you to be here. Wanqing has a fever, and her forehead is very hot."

"what?"

Jiang Mo panicked, he didn't care about anything, and rushed in. He put his big hand on Yan Wanqing's forehead, which was scalding.

Jiang Mo took off his coat and covered Yan Wanqing, picked her up and walked to the hospital.

Yan Wanqing only remembered that she was very sleepy, and then fell asleep in a daze on the bed.

In a blur of consciousness, she felt someone running with her in his arms.

Even if Yan Wanqing was unconscious, she could still remember the man's strong arms and familiar aura very clearly.

"let me go."

"You have a fever, don't move."

Jiang Mo's voice was domineering, and there was a bit of pampering in the domineering, and his strong arms clamped Yan Wanqing's waving hands.

Yan Wanqing had a fever, and her whole body was weak as if her strength had been drained.

She couldn't break free from Jiang Mo, so she simply didn't bother to move.

Jiang Mo carried Yan Wanqing to the nearest clinic.

At this time, most clinics are closed.

Jiang Mo knocked on several clinics, and when he gave up and was about to take Yan Wanqing to the hospital by taxi, the door opened from the inside.

"what's up?"

"Doctor, she has a fever, can you help her?"

The doctor glanced at Yan Wanqing who was lying on Jiang Mo's back, and reached out to touch her forehead, "Come in!"

The doctor took Yan Wanqing's temperature with a thermometer and frowned, "39 degrees 9, so high."

The doctor checked Yan Wanqing's throat, "The little girl has inflammation, I suggest you hang water."

"it is good."

The doctor dispensed the medicine for Yan Wanqing, Jiang Mo carried her to the single bed beside her, and said to his aunt, "Auntie, you can go back and rest, as long as Wanqing has me here."

"I'm still here, you see your eyes are full of red blood, you go back and rest!"

"Auntie, Wanqing has a fever. Even if I go back, I won't be able to sleep well. It's better to stay here with her."

Jiang Mo insisted, "Auntie, you go back and cook some light porridge for Wanqing tomorrow morning."

"All right!"

The aunt went back, and Jiang Mo stayed in the clinic to watch over Yan Wanqing.

The doctor came over, "When I give her the needle, hold her down and don't let her struggle, otherwise the needle will run away."

When the doctor gave Yan Wanqing the needle, Jiang Mo held her arm. The little girl was very good, and when the needle pierced her skin, she only frowned slightly.

It was getting late, and the doctor yawned.

"When this bottle of medicine is finished, you can change this bottle for her, and call me when the needle is pulled out."

"it is good."

The doctor rested on the table, and Jiang Mo sat by the bed to take care of Yan Wanqing.

In her sleep, Yan Wanqing could always feel someone holding her hand.

Her eyelids and consciousness are heavy.

It was already midnight after hanging the water.

The temperature outside is very low, Jiang Mo discussed with the doctor, "Can we let her sleep here for a while, and we will leave at dawn?"

The doctor is also kind, otherwise he wouldn't have received them in the middle of the night.

"All right!" The doctor said wearily, "Don't forget to close the door when you leave."

Jiang Mo propped his head on one hand, and he stared deeply at Yan Wanqing's fair and beautiful little face.

He hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights. Watching Yan Wanqing, sleepiness came to his mind, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Yan Wanqing opened her eyes and saw Jiang Mo sleeping.

Jiang Mo has a good-looking handsome face with three-dimensional features and sharp edges and corners. Because of running around all these years, his complexion has a healthy wheat color.

Added a bit of mature masculinity.

Yan Wanqing was not in the mood to appreciate it, as soon as she saw Jiang Mo's handsome face, she would think of what he said that night.

Yan Wanqing lifted the quilt and stood up gently.

Jiang Mo's head was wrong, and he opened his eyes suddenly to look at the empty bed.

"Wanqing?"

Jiang Mo got up and chased him out.

The streets were empty, and he ran towards home.

He was thinking about Yan Wanqing, but he didn't notice that a slender figure walked out of the alley behind him.

It was Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing dragged her exhausted body home.

Jiang Mo took Wanqing home first, and asked his aunt, "Is Wanqing back?"

Auntie just cooked porridge, "Aren't you with Wanqing?"

Jiang Mo said angrily: "I accidentally fell asleep, and when I woke up, Wanqing was nowhere to be seen. I'll go out to find her."

As soon as he left the door with his front foot, Yan Wanqing came back with his back foot.

The aunt asked in surprise: "Wanqing, haven't you seen Jiang Mo?"

"No."

"I made porridge, you can drink some!"

"I have no appetite."

"Eat something if you don't have an appetite."

The aunt brought a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, "If you don't eat something, your stomach will starve."

Yan Wanqing pulled her lips far-fetchedly, and lowered her head to drink the porridge.

Jiang Mo looked for Yan Wanqing outside. He was sweating from running, and when he turned around again, he saw Yan Wanqing sitting in the courtyard drinking porridge.

He drank the porridge in small sips, looking very cute.

The aunt saw Jiang Mo and was about to say hello to him, but Jiang Mo shook his head to signal the aunt not to speak.

He wasn't stupid, he searched a lot but couldn't find Yan Wanqing, so he didn't need to think about it to know that Yan Wanqing was hiding.

She doesn't want to see him.

After Yan Wanqing finished her porridge and went back to her room to rest, her aunt helped her ask for leave.

After drinking water, Yan Wanqing's fever subsided.

When she went to Shunyi Publishing House, she was in much better spirits.

"Wanqing, I see that your complexion is not very good, are you sick?"

Yan Wanqing touched her face, "I had a fever last night."

Su Liang looked at her flimsy clothes, and said with concern: "The weather has changed recently, and there is a lot of rain, so wear thicker clothes when you go out."

"Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Su, for your concern."

Su Liang brought over the manuscript and discussed with Yan Wanqing what to change, the two discussed for a while, and finally finalized the revision plan.

"Editor Su, I'll take the manuscript home and bring it with me when I submit it next time."

"Row."

Su Liang looked at the door of the publishing house. As soon as Yan Wanqing came in, that figure was standing at the door, and it was still there, looking inside from time to time.

He has seen him, and occasionally sends Yan Wanqing to the publishing house.

"Wanqing, did he come to look for you?"

"Who?"

Yan Wanqing looked back and just met Jiang Mo's concerned eyes. He had a coat hanging on his arm and raised his arm to wave to her.

Yan Wanqing withdrew her gaze expressionlessly.

Editor Su smiled and asked, "Is he your boyfriend?"

"No."

"Future boyfriend?"

This time Yan Wanqing didn't immediately deny it, her slender fingers couldn't help pinching the notebook tightly.