Le Luo was very nervous, and his first thought was to use celestial power to cool down Zhuo Fan, but unfortunately his celestial power didn't work on Zhuo Fan at all.

He also remembered that his body temperature was lower than that of ordinary people, and he wanted to stick to his body to help Zhuo Fan cool down, but it was still useless.

In desperation, Le Luo had no choice but to rush out to find the servant for help. The servant immediately called the family doctor when he found out.

At this time, Zhuo Fan was dreaming a dream.

In the dream, he was on the top of the peaks, surrounded by sparse but tough trees. Looking around, there were many mountains and clouds, and in this scene, Zhuo Fan saw a hazy figure from a distance, the light golden long hair Hair moves with the wind.

Obviously very familiar but a little strange, Zhuo Fan wanted to walk over, but a gust of wind blew by——

In the blink of an eye, he had lost that figure, replaced by corpses densely covered above the towering clouds.

Standing on a strange cloud platform, looking at the countless, ever-changing, frightening corpses, they are trapped in the sky like clouds, with hideous and painful faces.

Zhuo Fan suddenly remembered that he had seen all this with his own eyes.

And in front of him, a figure slowly walked towards him from the mist...

Until the footsteps stopped, Zhuo Fan saw a cold woman in white clothes. Her face was blurred, but when she raised her hand, a sharp sword appeared in her palm. She presented the sword In front of Zhuo Fan's eyes, his lips and teeth were slightly opened, and his voice was like a faint piano sound——

"This Lingxiao sword is yours, and I have been waiting for you."

Zhuo Fan opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

"It should be caused by overwork. It's not a serious problem. I'll prescribe some medicine for him first." The family doctor had just examined Zhuo Fan and was talking to Le Luo next to him.

But Le Luo immediately noticed that Zhuo Fan had woken up, and couldn't care less about listening to the doctor, so he leaned over to the bed eagerly and said, "I, I didn't know what to do just now... Fortunately, the doctor told me coming."

"Mr. Zhuo, what do you think?" Seeing that Zhuo Fan woke up, the doctor immediately asked about his condition.

Zhuo Fan sat up from the bed, except that his body temperature was a little high and his body was a little heavy, he didn't feel much unusual, but soon, this heavy body became more relaxed than ever.

After the doctor finished prescribing the medicine, Le Luo and the servant went out to take the doctor downstairs. Zhuo Fan looked at the closed door, and his gaze fell on a pen on the table by the window.

It was just an ordinary fountain pen with a gold-rimmed edge against a pitch-black background.

And Zhuo Fan looked at it, raised his hand and spread his palm, the pen flew up from the table with a slight movement, and the next moment, the pen flew directly to his palm, just hanging in the air with his Thoughts slowly spin up...

This scene is like the "Sword Control" in the novel.

When the footsteps came up the stairs, the pen in Zhuo Fan's palm suddenly stopped, and then fell on his hand.

Zhuo Fan put the pen on the bedside table as if nothing had happened, and then saw Le Luo open the door and walk over quickly.

"The doctor said that these medicines should be taken after meals. Do you have anything you want to take? I can do it now." Le Luo held the medicine just prescribed by the doctor in his hand, and just wanted to do something for Zhuo Fan himself.

"Just let the servant do it." Zhuo Fan held the bottle of medicine, and Le Luo's hand in his palm by the way.

After receiving the order, the servant went to cook the porridge, and when it was served, Le Luo was still standing by Zhuo Fan's bed.

"You need to go to bed early and ask someone to clean up the other room..." Zhuo Fan saw that it would take a while for him to drink porridge and take medicine, so he instructed.

"I'll stay here," Le Luo shook his head immediately, insisting on staying here to take care of Zhuo Fan. He took the light and fragrant porridge from the servant's plate, took a sip to blow off the heat, and handed it over Zhuo Fan's mouth, "I'll feed you porridge."

This stubborn look does not bother him in Zhuo Fan's eyes.

After Zhuo Fan took that sip, he took the bowl and spoon over, but he didn't insist on letting Le Luo go to rest first, and just let Le Luo stay here.

After drinking the porridge, Zhuo Fan took two more pills, and it was already late at night after tossing.

"I want to keep an eye on your physical condition." Le Luo packed up her things, turned off the light, and got into Zhuo Fan's bed in a blink of an eye.

In the morning, Zhuo Fan's fever had completely subsided, and his consciousness was clear, but his body was still a little sticky, so he went to take a bath first, and when he came out of the bathroom, he had already woken up Le Luo who was waiting outside the bathroom She hugged him, and then reached out to touch his forehead.

"It's not hot anymore." Le Luo said pleasantly.

Regardless of whether the body is hot or not, Le Luo's somewhat cool hand on the forehead is very comfortable.

"Go downstairs for breakfast." Zhuo Fan took his hand off his forehead after a while.

"I'll drink white porridge with you." Le Luo said hastily as he followed him out.

As a result, not long after arriving in the dining room, Zhuo Fan's cell phone rang.

Le Luo saw that there was still half of the porridge left in Zhuo Fan's bowl. Before Zhuo Fan could get the phone, he quickly walked over to pick up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Zhuofan, what happened to you? A doctor was invited to the house in the middle of the night?" Jian Si's anxious voice rang on the phone.

"He has a fever..." Le Luo heard Jian Si's voice, and answered truthfully without thinking too much.

"Fever?" Jian Si was stunned for a moment, and asked even more anxiously, "How's his temperature? Have you taken any medicine? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Before Le Luo could speak in detail, Zhuo Fan had already walked over from the dining room and took the mobile phone from Le Luo's hand.

"I've taken the medicine and I'm fine." Zhuo Fan briefly explained to the other side of the phone.

After hearing Zhuo Fan's voice, Jian Si's hanging heart was finally relieved.

"It really scared me to death. Do you know how worried I was when I saw the news early this morning that you were looking for a doctor in the middle of the night?" Jian Si still felt a little uneasy as she spoke, and quickly suggested, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do today. Work, if it is convenient, I will visit you, you have been running around during this time, and we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Zhuo Fan saw that he had nothing to do anyway, so he agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at several popular mobile apps, which indeed pushed out news about his doctor visits. During this period of time, Zhuo Fan had a lot of activities, and the attention was naturally much higher than usual. Even in the middle of the night, there were people staying at the spot, and as soon as they found out that Zhuo Fan was seeing a doctor, the news was exposed.

After a while, another call came in.

In the afternoon, the family doctor came to Zhuo Fan's house again to check his physical condition, but as soon as he entered the door, he found that the room was full of people, and without exception, they were all prominent figures——

The chairman of Star King Entertainment, the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, a popular traffic star, a famous image designer, an internationally renowned director, a news anchor of Xindu Satellite TV...

"What's your business here?" The doctor was stunned at the door, thinking that they had some important matter to discuss, and didn't know if he could go in.

"What's the matter with you here?" Without exception, they followed the prestige and stared at the doctor's strange face with sharp eyes.

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