Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Fang Fei's emotions were ups and downs, which made her breathing harder and faster. Fu Jingchuan washed his hands and came out of the bathroom. He saw the millet porridge on the bedside table and picked it up to feed Fang Fei.

Fang Fei covered her mouth with her hands, opened her big watery eyes, and looked straight at Fu Jingchuan: "When I was sleeping, I vaguely heard Xiaofang saying that I couldn't contact you. Are you busy? If so, go ahead. Go ahead, I'll eat it myself, you don't have to worry about it."

"I'm not busy. I was in a hurry to go out in the morning. I left my phone in the office and missed calls from Xiaofang and Aunt Juan."

Fu Jingchuan had an apologetic smile on his face: "I will keep my cell phone close to me from now on so that you can contact me at any time."

Fu Jingchuan said and brought the spoon closer to Fang Fei's mouth again: "Take your hands away."

"Can't eat it."

"Eat as little as possible, even one bite is fine. This is Juan's slow cooking over low heat for a long time."

Fu Jingchuan spoke so naturally and smoothly, not as if he was hiding something. Fang Fei took a bite and was so painful that tears rolled down her cheeks when she swallowed.

Fang Fei shook her head to indicate that she was not going to eat, and then she lay down on the pillow. Tears rolled down the lines at the corners of her eyes and fell on the pillow.

In fact, Fang Fei has suffered a lot in her life and is not a hypocritical person, but she just can't stop crying.

Maybe she was too happy recently, so happy that she became fragile, and a little pain seemed like it could kill her.

Or maybe it's because I'm afraid that this kind of happiness is like a veil, and when the veil is removed, the true appearance of vulgarity will be revealed.

Fu Jingchuan didn't know the ups and downs of Fang Fei's heart, and thought that Fang Fei was in pain. He immediately put down the bowl and hugged Fang Fei, saying that he couldn't eat and stopped eating.

After comforting him, he searched for ways to relieve his sore throat. He found that oral spray could relieve the pain, so he asked Xiao Ma to go to a nearby drugstore to buy it.

After spraying it a few times, my throat no longer hurts, but my body temperature quickly rose again.

After taking ibuprofen once, the temperature only dropped by a few tenths, but it was still a high fever.

Fu Jingchuan put warm water in the bathtub, took Fang Fei into the bathtub and soaked for a while, but his body temperature did not change much.

He changed her into clean cotton pajamas, put her on the bed, and wiped her back, arms, thighs and other places with alcohol and warm water repeatedly.

I don't know how many basins of water were changed and how much alcohol was used. Later, Fang Fei's back and forehead began to sweat profusely, and her clothes quickly became soaked.

Fu Jingchuan wiped the sweat off Fang Fei's body with a towel. After the sweating stopped and the temperature dropped to normal, he got a new set of clothes and changed out of his pajamas that were wet with sweat.

Although Fang Fei's fever had subsided, she was still feeling unwell. When Fu Jingchuan took off her pajamas, she hummed and was not willing to cooperate.

"Be good! Change your clothes. You will feel more comfortable when you sleep!" Fu Jingchuan comforted and coaxed. It was hard to believe how someone so impatient could take care of patients without interruption and be so gentle. How could he do it?

Fang Fei frowned and took advantage of her illness to ask what she was suppressing in her heart: "Will you always be good to me?"

"of course."

"Then you love me?"

"Love, special love."

"What if you lied to me?"

"I will not lie to you."

"swear."

"If I lie to you, I will die badly."

Normally, Fang Fei would be reluctant to say the word "death" to Fu Jingchuan.

But she was very confused today. Fu Jingchuan's poisonous oath finally made her depressed and confused mood feel better. In addition, her body felt much better after the fever subsided, and she finally fell asleep peacefully.

Fang Fei slept for a long time, and Aunt Juan tiptoed upstairs to see her several times. It was not until almost noon that she saw Fang Fei moving under the quilt.

"Feifei, are you awake?"

Aunt Juan walked to the bed, and Fang Fei said, her throat no longer hurting as much as yesterday: "Yes, Aunt Juan, I'm worrying you."

"Do you still feel bad?"

"much better."

Aunt Juan smiled: "That's good. Jingchuan called you several times this morning and kept asking about your situation. I'll call him back right now."

Aunt Juan walked to the door, turned back and said, "You lie down for a while, and I will bring you lunch. The family doctor has returned. Once you have eaten, you can start the infusion."

"Aunt Juan, don't bother me. I'll go down and eat by myself."

"No trouble, you should rest more if you are sick."

After Aunt Juan went downstairs, Fang Fei took out her mobile phone from under the pillow to check the time.

It was almost one o'clock at noon, and I had a really deep and long sleep.

However, the relief from the illness was quickly washed away by text messages on the phone.

The unknown number said that Xie Mubai met Fu Jingchuan again this morning.

There is also a picture below. In the car in a suburban park, Xie Mubai and Fu Jingchuan stayed in the car for a long time. Qiao Shan and Xiao Ma were at the front of the car and the other at the rear.

With pictures and texts, Fang Fei felt that she was pretending to be stupid last night and the questions she asked were just a joke.

Her thoughts couldn't help but wander a bit, until the vibration of her phone brought her back to her thoughts.

"In the afternoon, they will go to the hotel to book a room, Dynasty Hotel, room 1888."

As she looked at the text message, an idea gradually formed.