My Third Gentleman

Chapter 952 Honeymoon Baby (2)

When Mu Zhilan saw Wushuang's neat clothes, he called Zhao Zhiliang in.

Wushuang's eyes widened, Xu Shi's face was thinner, and this stare looked like a Barbie doll, "Even Uncle Zhao is here? This Mu Jinchen..."

The little hand stroked his forehead, did he make a fuss too much.

"Miss, do you think this little face has been thinner, and it hurts to look at it."

In the eyes of Wu Ma, sleek, white and fat is the standard of health. When Wushuang first came to Shuangcheng International, she was a sharp squat. She almost changed her way to raise her stomach, and finally managed to get better. After this trip to the country, she is back to her original form, can Wu Ma not feel sad?

In her eyes, raising the appetite of the young master and the wife is her main task.

Wushuang struggled to get up, only to realize that he didn't seem to have much strength, and his body felt a little sore.

Wu Ma hurried over to help her. When she met Wushuang's body, she exclaimed again, and touched Wushuang's forehead with the other hand, "Lao Zhao, look at it quickly, is the young lady having a fever? This body is warm, but his forehead is cold."

Wu Ma said this, Mu Zhilan was also a little anxious, "Zhiliang, go and have a look, how come you have a fever in such a hot day?"

"Don't panic, don't panic, the young lady looks good in spirit, she won't burn too much." Zhao Zhiliang, who has followed the old chief for decades, also upholds the old chief's usual calmness.

"Take this to the young lady to explore the heat."

Zhao Zhiliang took out a heat probe from the medical box and handed it to Ma Wu before he took Wushuang's hand and began to get his pulse.

With this pulse, Zhao Zhiliang's brows wrinkled tightly.

Mu Jinchen took a battle bath. After changing into clean clothes, he saw Zhao Zhiliang, whose brows were tightly twisted, getting his pulse in Wushuang. This expression frightened him. He knew how uncle Zhao was a steady person. Why does this expression appear?

What's going on Wushuang?

Regardless of the image, he walked to the bed in twos or twos and took Wu Shuang's arms in her arms. The temperature of Wushuang's body temperature was higher than that of ordinary people, but his face was cold against Wushuang's forehead, and his brows were tightened immediately. .

Mu Jinchen hadn’t said anything, and Wu’s mother was already anxious, “My dear young master, the young lady has a fever, and there is still water dripping on your head, please don’t give it to her.”

Mu Jinchen's face was now farther away from Wushuang. He picked up the towel around his neck and wiped the drops of water on his head indiscriminately, but didn't bother Zhao Zhiliang.

Zhao Zhiliang's expression really scared everyone, and saw that he put down Wushuang's hand and switched to another hand and started to get the pulse. His expression was the same solemn, and Mu Jinchen's hand on Wushuang's shoulder was tight and tight.

In the master bedroom at this time, it was so quiet that even a needle dropped on the ground could be heard.

For a long time, Zhao Zhiliang calmly put down Wushuang's hand, and turned to look at Wushuang's clear and calm eyes. He didn't speak, but his eyes questioned tacitly.

Wushuang blinked his eyes heavily, nodded invisibly, a warm faint smile on the corners of his lips.

Even if Zhao Zhiliang's expression turned aroused, the wise eyes that had settled down over the years were full of faint light, which was a kind of warmth of spring.

The other three have been beaten by them. What does it mean? One is having a fever, the other has a solemn expression of pulse, and after a glance at each other, he has such a pleasant expression...

(End of this chapter)