Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

Yan Zhengting came to his senses and touched his forehead.

He frowned slightly and said, "No wonder, I feel a little headache."

He was also a little surprised by this.

He trains all year round and has a good physical condition and rarely gets sick. He can't remember the last time he had a fever.

This fever is probably due to being soaked in the rain for too long while going down the mountain, plus wearing wet clothes for most of the day.

Hearing this, Qian Yiman sighed helplessly.

He said angrily: "Oh...you tell me, why don't you care about yourself at all?"

Normally, whenever he heard her cough, the man would immediately notice it, fearing that she might be uncomfortable in some way.

When it came to him, he was so burned that he didn't make a sound. He didn't even notice it unless she said anything.

You could say he was careless, but he wasn't because he was meticulous about her.

You may say that he is careful, but he is not, because he is very rough with himself.

Ugh……

Qian Yiman shook his head gently and sighed with emotion. He had never seen a man who was so perfunctory to him.

Seeing how distressed the little woman was about him, Yan Zhengting smiled and thought about going over to kiss her.

But thinking that he was sick and afraid of infecting her, he immediately gave up the idea and rubbed her hair instead.

Then, he said in a warm voice: "It's okay, I just have a fever. I guess it's because I wore wet clothes for too long during the day. It will be better after a sleep..."

Yan Zhengting didn't take this matter to heart. He thought that he was a grown man and not so delicate.

In the past, when he was sick, he would just sleep and cover his sweat.

Growing up, I never went to the hospital a few times.

Thinking that the man's clothes were dry when he came home in the afternoon, Qian Yiman asked: "Did you put on wet clothes and then put them on dry again?"

Yan Zhengting nodded and said yes. He was so busy worrying about the child that he didn't even notice whether the clothes were wet or not.

Qian Yiman sighed again, "Then why didn't you know how to go to the store to buy a set of clothes and change into them..."

Although the weather is not very cold yet, it has already entered autumn, and the rainy days are humid and cold. It is strange that I don’t get sick after wearing wet clothes for so long.

"After all the trouble, I don't care about this anymore." Yan Zhengting replied.

What he said was correct, Qian Yiman felt a little guilty.

After all, it was her fault that she didn't care enough about this man.

When I got home in the afternoon, not only was I not asked to take a hot bath as soon as possible, but in the end I was asked to take care of the child for such a long time, feeding, playing with and bathing him.

Looking back, she seemed to have been enjoying his kindness most of the time. Thinking of this, she felt that she had gone too far.

Qian Yiman looked at the man in front of him, feeling distressed and guilty in his heart.

However, this is not the time to talk about this now, there are more important things.

"I've been talking for a long time, and I almost forgot about the real thing." Qian Yiman filled a cup of the spring water in the space that can cure all diseases, handed it to his man, and urged: "Drink it quickly, and you will be fine after drinking it."

She is now more and more aware of the importance of the spiritual spring water in the space.

Thinking back to the beginning, when space first appeared, she thought it was useless and she was the one blamed for being ignorant.

Yan Zhengting originally didn't want to drink it, but faced with his young wife's concern, he couldn't bear to refuse her kindness.

After taking it, he raised his head and drank a whole cup in two seconds.

After watching him drink the spiritual spring water, Qian Yiman finally felt relieved. This stuff was better than any antipyretic medicine and would take effect soon.

She took the empty cup and carefully placed it on the bedside table, and then gently wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Is it uncomfortable?" When I wiped his mouth, my fingers touched his cheek, which was hot.

She once had a fever that reached 40 degrees Celsius. She vomited and vomited, U

"No, it's just a headache. Why are you frowning? It's not a serious illness..."

Yan Zhengting stretched out his hand to gently smooth her brow. He couldn't see her sad look, he just hoped that this little woman would always be happy and free from worries.

Seeing that he was sick, he immediately thought of comforting himself, which made Qian Yiman's heart sore and swollen.

She massaged the man's temples with moderate force, trying to relieve his headache, "I'm sorry... I don't seem to be good enough to you. You have always been the one taking care of me."

He always tolerates her unconditionally and treats her well, and she always habitually accepts all his good deeds, but sometimes she seems to ignore that he also needs her own care.

No matter how strong this man is, he is just an ordinary person, and he will sometimes be sick and vulnerable.

"Silly Manman, it's you who is nice but doesn't know it."

Taking away Qian Yiman's hand that was pressing her temples, Yan Zhengting held her on his lap and looked at her with tender eyes.