Quickly wear the wife counterattack system

In fact, the reason why she had a fever was that the servants at home didn't pay much attention to Yunsu. It was always like this before, they didn't call her down if they couldn't.

Everyone is used to it, so they only realize it now.

"Go call a doctor." Huo Shaoming held Yun Su's hand.

Zhao Qianling, who was waiting on the first floor, saw the servant coming down and hurried to stop him, "What happened? Is Yunsu really having a fever?"

"Well, the wife has a high fever and is starting to faint. I'll go get a cooling patch. It can be used temporarily." Ah Xiang wanted to get the cooling patch but was stopped.

Zhao Qianling hoped that Yun Su would be burned to death, "It's okay, didn't we call a doctor?" Even if Yun Su couldn't be burned to death, it would be fine at least to be burned stupid.

Who would want to marry a fool?

"But..." Ah Xiang wanted to say something.

Zhao Qianling waved her hand, signaling the other party to shut up, "Hey, go get me a cup of coffee, freshly ground coffee. Why would you be afraid of these things when you have a doctor?"

The housekeeper waited a long time for someone to bring the fever-reducing patch, so he could only go to the bathroom to wet a towel and apply it, "Sir, I'll put it on the madam."

"I come."

Huo Shaoming's movements were a little unskilled, and he carefully placed the towel on Yunsu's forehead. She only heard a moan, probably because she felt comfortable.

But with Yunsu's current fever, this wet towel is totally not enough.

In just a dozen seconds, the towel became hot again.

"What's going on? Why haven't you taken out the cooling patch yet?" The housekeeper felt something was wrong and went downstairs immediately to check.

But he found that the servant who was supposed to get the cooling patch was grinding coffee.

"What's wrong with you?" the housekeeper said in a deep voice, "Didn't I tell you to get a fever-reducing patch? Madam has a high fever of 40 degrees now, don't you know?"

"Yes, it was Miss Zhao who said she wanted to drink coffee and asked me to grind the coffee." Ah Xiang lowered her head.

"You need to know who is the host and who is the guest in the Huo family. The host is sick now and you don't go to take care of him, but you come here to grind coffee for the guests." The housekeeper raised his voice slightly.

He said it on purpose for Miss Zhao Er outside to hear.

Why do you always fail to understand your position and come to the Huo family to show off your power? Not to mention you, even your sister hasn't married into the Huo family yet.

He has watched the young master grow up since he was a child, so his position in the Huo family is certainly not low.

"What do you mean, Grandpa Butler? What does it mean to be host and guest? Brother Ming and I have known each other for seven or eight years, so how can I be the guest?" Zhao Qianling walked over with her arms folded.

The walk was graceful, and finally Zhao Qianling stood in front of the housekeeper, "How long have I known Brother Ming? How long has that woman known Brother Ming? If she is an outsider, then it is Yun Su who is the outsider."

"Miss Zhao Er, the wife got the marriage certificate with the husband." In the past, the husband didn't care, and the wife had a bad temper, so the housekeeper would rather not get involved. But now it's different, the husband's attitude towards the wife has changed 180 degrees.

And my wife has also become different from before, becoming kind and gentle.

The housekeeper believes that if you behave well and do your job well, the housekeeper will not make things difficult for you.

"You can get divorced after getting married, what's the big deal?" Zhao Qianling raised her chin and motioned to the servant, "Continue grinding coffee."

"Go."

The housekeeper signaled the servant to go, while he went to get the cooling patch.

"Why are you so slow?" There should be these daily medicines at home. Huo Shaoming had just heard Yun Su groaning in pain, and he felt a little distressed.

He thought that Yunsu had a fever because of last night's nonsense and today's fatigue. So he was the culprit.

Therefore, he treated the sick Yun Su with more pity.

The housekeeper brought a fever-reducing patch and applied it. Soon the doctor came to check and prescribe medicine. It was just a normal fever, but the fever was a bit high at 40 degrees, so I needed to be given an IV drip.

In a daze, Yun Su felt a pain on the back of her hand. She was born afraid of pain, and her skin was optimized by the system. It was no exaggeration to say that her skin was as white as cream.

When she felt the pain, she would groan and pull her hand back, but it was held down again. When her hand was held down, she felt even more uncomfortable. She kept wanting to get somewhere.

She naturally got close to Huo Shaoming, and when she felt a hand, she held it and refused to let go.

The sick and injured Yun Su was very delicate. She was not as gentle and peaceful as she acted, but had a bad temper. She even moved her lips: You are so brave.

She was still scolding the person who hurt her.

Huo Shaoming, on the other hand, was touched by her delicate and fragile appearance. He held Yun Su's hand and whispered in her ear, "Su Su, don't be afraid."

The doctor was surprised to hear this reassurance. He took the time to glance at Mr. Huo as he untied the rubber tube. It seemed that he treated this lady a little differently.

Perhaps it was the words "Susu, don't be afraid" that comforted Yunsu.

Yunsu had that dream again. In the dream, the young lady was still alive, swinging on the swing under their favorite linden tree in the mansion.

"Miss, can I really always be full in the future? Eating so much as I did just now."

"Of course, you can eat as much as you want in the future."

That day under the neem tree was the happiest time in Yunsu's life. Whenever she was injured or sick, she would be happy as long as she dreamed of that day.

Yunsu's desire for food and to be full is ingrained in her genes.

But in Huo Shaoming's eyes, his gentle wife's cheeks were red from illness, but she kept holding his hand tightly to draw comfort from him.

Huo Shaoming brushed aside Yun Su's hair and felt the temperature of her forehead. It seemed to have gradually subsided and was not as hot as before.

Perhaps Huo Shaoming himself did not realize that there was a kind of tenderness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

“Cough cough——” Yun Su woke up.

But she was awakened by hunger, a feeling she could not stand.

"I'm so hungry." She was mumbling about being hungry before she even opened her eyes.

"Are you awake?" Huo Shaoming called out tentatively.

Yun Su opened her eyes, and the figure swayed in front of her before slowly merging into one. She was stunned for several seconds, her eyes reddened, "It hurts." The voice was soft and soft, and it made her feel numb when she heard it.

She was awake, but she had patient privileges. She had always known that.

"Do you want an IV?" Huo Shaoming glanced at the half-full IV bottle. "Doctor Li, you won't feel better until you finish the IV. Just bear with it." He clenched the soft hand in his palm.

Perhaps because the temperature had dropped, Huo Shaoming felt his palms starting to feel a little cold.

"Then I'm hungry." Yun Su didn't want to wait even a moment, she wanted to eat. She could endure the pain, but not the hunger.

Not giving her food is the greatest torture.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to prepare the porridge. It should be almost ready." Huo Shaoming really couldn't stand Yun Su's behavior. The man who usually had a cold face also showed gentleness this time.

The housekeeper had indeed made preparations and quickly served the yam and lean meat porridge.

"I'll eat." Yun Su saw that he was eating in a hurry and wanted to reach out to take the bowl. But when she moved, she found that her left hand was still pierced with needles. "I'll eat with one hand and hold the spoon."