President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"give it to me."

Seeing that he wanted to apply medicine to himself, Feng Yin walked over.

"It needs to be thoroughly disinfected before applying medicine. If the wound is infected, don't bandage it airtight for the time being. It will easily cause secondary infection. In your case, either there are bacteria on the dagger, or it is soaked in water."

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he naturally helped Fu Yisheng clean the wound, and took his temperature by the way.

Fu Yisheng's high fever reached 39 degrees, and he was a little dazed, but his eyes were still clear and dazzling, as if no matter what Feng Yin did now, he couldn't escape his eyes.

"After taking the antipyretics, find someone to come in and disinfect the room. After that, it will be disinfected every six hours. It is best to change the medicine after four to six hours."

Feng Yin was often injured in the past, so he is very familiar with the process of changing dressings.

Fu Yisheng used to leave these things to the family doctor. Today, he failed in acting, and he was somewhat ashamed and injured. How could he have the nerve to ask the family doctor to come over?

I just thought about wiping it myself, but it turned out to be fine...

"I want to drink millet porridge."

Seeing that Feng Yin had finished bandaging him up, what Fu Yisheng said was a bit over the top.

"Mr. Fu, did I give you a good face?" Feng Yin threw the thermometer into the medicine box. She was able to bandage Fu Yisheng purely out of humanitarianism. Even if she saw cats and dogs hurt, she would not be able to help will sit idly by.

"I'm really hungry." Fu Yisheng blinked with an innocent expression.

Feng Yin really wanted to peel off his hypocritical skin, and let him see for himself how dark he really is inside?

A character who has been in the gray area for many years and has long since become a demon, is acting cute to her?
Pooh!
"I just want to drink soft boiled millet porridge with some small pickles. You cook it for me, it will be good for you."

As Fu Yisheng said, he raised his hand to hold Feng Yin's hand.

Feng Yin took a step back to avoid it, his face was frosty.

Sure enough, there are some people who just push their feet and don't deserve help.

"I don't want your benefits..."

"Leng Yue wants to see you, I can arrange for him to come secretly." After Fu Yisheng finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested. Except for his breathing being messy and rough, everything else seemed normal.

Feng Yin clenched his fist and waved it in the air, wishing that the fist landed on Fu Yisheng's wound.

Finally turned around and strode out of the room.

Millet porridge, right?
Heh...you'll be scalded to death!

Half an hour later, a bowl of millet porridge, a dish of carrot pickles, and a dish of cabbage heart pickles were brought into the bedroom.

The unique smell of rice fragrance and pickles infiltrated his nostrils, and Fu Yisheng slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing those two portions of pickles, he knew that Fengyin made them himself, and the chefs here rarely do this.

"The carrots were scalded and then cold water, put a little vinegar and sesame oil, the cabbage heart was soaked in salt, pepper star anise was added, and finally the water was squeezed dry, and the sesame oil was added to mix well, am I right?"

Fu Yisheng's voice was deep and deep, and two ordinary pickles were narrated in his pleasant voice, as if he had entered the Huaguo on the tip of his tongue.

Feng Yin didn't make a sound, and put the food on the table.

"Remember to arrange for Leng Yuerui, and be careful to avoid Leng Qing's eyeliner. His people are all in the dark, so you must deal with them carefully." Feng Yin's mission was completed, and he didn't care about anything else at all.

It is impossible to stop the cold coming, since it cannot be stopped, then safety is the most important thing.

"This is the end?" Fu Yisheng frowned, the high fever had not subsided, his cheeks were flushed, and there were obvious red bloodshot eyes, and his eyes signaled Feng Yin to feed him.