After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

This is the house that Leng Yeting gave to Wei Yan. All his supplies are in the house, including pajamas.

After Leng Yeting finished washing and changed his clothes, Shi Shiran came to the bedside.

Wei Yan looked at him in disbelief, with "Are you still wet?" written in his eyes.

Leng Yeting's face was surprisingly thick at this time: "You heard what the doctor just said about the precautions. You have to take good care of yourself and take good care of me these days. Secretary Wei has been working hard these days."

"Hey, Leng Yeting, you..." Wei Yan looked at him angrily, and when she was about to pull him angrily, she saw Leng Yeting lying directly on the bed.

His back was covered with injuries... He could only sleep on his stomach.

Although Leng Yeting was angry, his expression was really bad right now.

Wei Yan originally stretched out her hand to pull his arm away, but now she couldn't be cruel.

Leng Yeting had closed his eyes long ago, looking like he was sleeping peacefully.

Wei Yan looked at him angrily for several seconds before saying helplessly: "Leng Yeting, go dry your hair first. Your hair is still wet. If you sleep like this, you will definitely have a headache tomorrow!"

Leng Yeting had no reaction.

Wei Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and got the hair dryer, turned on the lowest setting, and patiently dried his hair.

Leng Yeting lay quietly, with the corners of his lips curling up ever so slightly.

Wei Yan was really worried about his wound, so she didn't show any pretense and fell asleep directly next to Leng Yeting.

Her belly was a little bigger, so the man no longer held her waist, but held her hand.

Wei Yan inexplicably felt that the act of sleeping hand in hand was very warm.

Because he was thinking about his wound, Wei Yan didn't sleep well. When he felt the heat in the middle of the night, he woke up immediately.

Leng Yeting beside him was like a furnace. He didn't know when he started to have a fever.

His cheeks were a bit sickly red, and he was frowning, looking very uncomfortable.

Wei Yan suddenly woke up and quickly went to find a thermometer to measure it, and found that Leng Yeting's fever had reached 39 degrees.

Fortunately, the family doctor had mentioned that this might happen. Wei Yan also liked to study medicine. Although she was worried, she was not too panicked.

Wei Yan quickly turned on a small light and went to get medicine and warm water.

She patted Leng Yeting gently: "Leng Yeting, you have a fever. Take the medicine before going to bed."

Leng Yeting woke up in a daze and squinted at her.

Wei Yan carefully avoided his wounds, held him half in her arms, and fed him medicine and warm water.

Leng Yeting took the medicine and fell asleep again.

Wei Yan wiped his body with a towel to help him dissipate heat.

After going back and forth all night, it wasn't until the sky was slightly brighter and Leng Yeting's fever finally stopped recurring that Wei Yan was so tired that she fell asleep.

When Leng Yeting woke up, he only felt a sense of weakness after a fever.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw her lying beside him, her body curled up slightly, leaning towards him and sleeping soundly.

Although he only had a rough impression of what happened when he had a fever at night, he also knew how hard Wei Yan had worked all night.

Her eyes were a bit green and black, and her brows were slightly wrinkled. She seemed to be worried about something, and she was not very at ease in her sleep.

When other people are pregnant, they work hard to make them fat.

But Wei Yan was pregnant, but she didn't gain much weight, her cheeks were still small, and her belly wasn't even big.

That's why it was able to be hidden for so long.

Leng Yeting raised his hand to touch her face with complicated emotions, and Wei Yan subconsciously put her face into his palm.

The corners of Leng Yeting's lips curled up, and he said in a very soft voice: "Idiot."