Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"Where is my room? I'm so tired! I'm going to rest!" Wu Zhuoming fled after speaking, fearing that Feng Heng would turn his anger on himself.

He winked at the servants in the living room, and there were only Li Qingyan and Feng Heng left in the room.

Feng Heng gradually calmed down from his initial anger, and saw the teasing in Li Qingyan's eyes.

He understood that Li Qingyan was saying that on purpose.

A sense of sweetness rose in his heart, and he leaned close to Li Qingyan and whispered: "It's too far to go back to the hotel, it's not safe."

Feng Heng's face was too serious, if he hadn't seen his faint smile, Li Qingyan would have been fooled by his appearance.

Seen by his dark eyes, she felt a little guilty, she lowered her head and said in a muffled voice: "There are many guest rooms on the second floor, choose by yourself."

Turn around and leave.

"Qingyan." Feng Heng stretched out his hand to pull her arm, but as soon as he touched it, there was a hissing sound from his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Li Qingyan stopped and turned to look at his hand, only to see that there was a cut at some point in the hand with clear bones, and little red blood oozed out.

"Your hand was injured!" Li Qingyan frowned, with distress flashing across her eyes: "What did you do? I'll go get the medicine box!"

Feng Heng took a look at the wound on his hand that was accidentally scratched while making an airplane. He didn't take it to heart at all, but now seeing Li Qingyan's appearance, he feels that... the injury is not bad.

Li Qingyan quickly came over with a medicine box, sat opposite Feng Heng, took out alcohol to disinfect, her movements were very light, affectionate and extremely focused, her warm little hand supported his palm, and the other hand held a cotton swab carefully wiped.

Like a feather caressing his heart, Li Qing's face under the light was extraordinarily soft, no longer the pretended indifference or alienation of the past.

He stared blankly for a while.

Li Qingyan sterilized and pasted a little bear band-aid on it. After putting it on, she said to Feng Heng guiltily: "I just found out that the ordinary band-aids I kept at home are gone, and there are only two cartoon ones left. Don't you?" Do you mind?"

When Feng Heng heard her words, he woke up from the astonishment just now, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"Did you get hurt while making paper airplanes? You must be careful in the future, your hands can't be hurt..." Li Qingyan and the two little ones stayed together for a long time, and she started chattering a little, couldn't help it He entrusted Feng Heng like a child, and felt a little slip of the tongue after speaking, so he stopped talking.

She looked at Feng Heng's hand. It was slender and fair, with well-defined joints and very long fingers. When she was a child, she heard a saying that long fingers are suitable for playing the piano or holding a scalpel.

Feng Heng looked at his hand with some self-mockery: "There is no need to pay attention now." How many years has he not picked up a scalpel?Hands that used to require careful attention now don't need to be taken care of at all.

His voice was a little sour....
"No matter what you do, it's good if you can realize your own value." Li Qingyan comforted, looking at Feng Heng with distressed eyes.

If it wasn't for what happened back then, Feng Heng would still be working as his favorite doctor and fulfilling his dream.

Feng Heng didn't speak, just sat quietly like that, his gloomy heart no longer felt so uncomfortable with Li Qingyan's company.

The two of them sat for an unknown amount of time, until Li Qingyan yawned heavily, and Feng Heng remembered to check the time, it was already midnight.

"Go back to your room and rest." Feng Heng said softly to Li Qingyan.

Li Qingyan nodded and walked directly upstairs.

Feng Heng sat alone for a while, and then went to the guest room.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the room, Wu Zhuoming poked his head out from the next room: "Let's see if my buddy's visit made your relationship develop at a rapid pace!"

Feng Heng glared at him, stepped into the door, and paid attention with a bang.

Wu Zhuoming touched his nose, and said in a low voice: "With such a bad temper, when can I get my sister-in-law back?"

After finishing speaking, I turned around and went back to my room to rest...
Feng Heng's sleep has never been very good, he felt like he heard something outside the door just after he fell asleep.

He got up, put on a coat casually, opened the door and went out.

A servant hurried past.

"What happened?" Feng Heng asked out loud.

"Miss has a fever." Before the servant finished speaking, Feng Heng got up and ran upstairs.

"What's wrong with Yuanyuan?" Feng Heng walked to Yuanyuan's room, Li Qingyan was hugging Yuanyuan, lowering her head to coax her to take medicine.

"I suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night. I don't know the reason. It's an antipyretic." Li Qingyan didn't bother to raise her head, said something hastily, and continued to move her hands.

"Yuanyuan, just take a sip, and you'll feel better after drinking it!" Li Qingyan coaxed in a low voice, Yuanyuan's face was flushed red, and she leaned against Li Qingyan's arms with her eyes closed.

"I'll do it." Feng Heng took the medicine from the servant, motioned for Li Qingyan to hold Yuanyuan well, opened her mouth a little with one hand, pressed her tongue with a spoon, and fed it little by little go in.

After finally feeding the medicine, Feng Heng asked Li Qingyan: "Do you have any simple medical equipment at home?"

As soon as Li Qingyan heard his words, she belatedly remembered that Feng Heng was a doctor!Although it seems to be surgery, but the common fever of children can still see the reason!
"Yes! Zhang Ma, hurry up and get the medicine box left by my grandfather's family doctor." Li Qingyan hurriedly said to the nanny who greeted Yuanyuan.

When my grandfather was in a coma, there was always a family doctor at home. After my grandfather woke up, he just asked the doctor to come for regular checkups, but there were still some equipment.

Mama Zhang came and went in a hurry, and soon came over with a huge box.

Feng Heng first listened with a stethoscope, then looked at Yuanyuan's throat, then relaxed a bit and said: "My throat is a little inflamed, it's nothing serious, just take some anti-inflammatory drugs."

After hearing this, Li Qingyan's heart finally fell to the ground.

"I guess I've eaten too many snacks recently." Li Qingyan followed up.

Feng Heng found the medicine suitable for Yuanyuan to take from the box, and fed it to Yuanyuan with the original method.

"Is Mu Mu okay?" Feng Heng looked at Li Qingyan.

"It should be fine. When Yuanyuan first burned, I asked Mama Zhang to take a look." Although Li Qingyan said this, she was still a little worried. Mumu and Yuanyuan are twins, and they will always be together when they are sick.

Seeing her hugging Yuanyuan, Feng Heng was worried about Mumu and said, "I'll go and see Mumu."

He came to Mumu's room, turned on the light, and saw that Mumu was still asleep on the bed, but his frowning showed that he was not sleeping peacefully.

Feng Heng sat beside Mumu's bed, touched his forehead, his body temperature was normal, probably because of Yuanyuan's fever and some discomfort.