The scumbag is pregnant with the overlord's cub

This year's winter came very suddenly. The previous day was still about ten degrees above zero, but it snowed when a cold snap hit.

The temperature plummeted, and the body couldn't adjust for a while. The flu spread quickly, and Fan Yu was unfortunately caught.

As long as a healthy person gets sick, he will be in serious trouble, as if he wants to pay back the debt he owed for the disease at once. Fan Yu's fever reached [-] degrees that night.

Wang Jin touched Fan Yu's forehead, it was so hot, he patted Fan Yu's face anxiously, "Hey, Fan Yu, wake up, let's go to the hospital."

Fan Yu was already a little confused, and said in a daze: "No need, I'm fine."

Wang Jin was in a hurry, "Get up, the wool is fine, if you keep burning it, you will become a fool."

Fan Yu really didn't have the strength to move, so he closed his eyes and responded indiscriminately, "I know, it's fine."

Seeing that Fan Yu was a little unconscious, Wang Jin sat up with his half-embraced body and helped him get dressed, "Let's go, let's go to the hospital."

Fan Yu couldn't even sit still on the bed, let alone go downstairs by himself. Wang Jin threw the person on his back, turned upside down, and said: "Lie down, I don't care if you fall."

Surrounded by the familiar warmth, Fan Yu subconsciously wrapped his arms around Wang Jin's neck, drooping his head, looking pitiful.

I went downstairs with someone on my back, and the snow had stopped outside, but their house was in a bustling area. During the day, the car repeatedly crushed the snow, turning the snow into water. By midnight, the water had already formed a solid layer of ice. Driving at this time is the most dangerous.

It was only half an hour's walk from their home to the nearest hospital. Wang Jin gritted his teeth and walked directly to the hospital with his back on his back.

Fan Yu is a little taller than Wang Jin. Although he looks thin, he is actually quite strong, and he carries quite a bit of weight on his back.Fortunately Wang Jin is the son of the Lian family, otherwise he would have to get down on the spot.

However, Fan Yu was not honest, he arched his back, as if he wanted to find a more comfortable position.

"Be honest, I'll throw you down again." Wang Jin patted Fan Yu's butt. Not to mention, it felt good. It’s really a waste to not let Lao Tzu enjoy it.”

People who are sick are very fragile. After being spanked, Fan Yu sniffed aggrievedly, "Don't spank, I'm very good."

Wang Jin laughed, "Why are you so obedient? I don't think you are obedient at all."

Fan Yu rubbed Wang Jin's neck with a warm face, "Just be good and be obedient."

Wang Jin asked, "Do you listen to anything?"

Fan Yu nodded, as if back when he was very young, Fan Shenguo carried him into the street, and he wanted everything he saw, so Fan Shenguo asked him if he would be obedient.In a daze, he said, "Well, Dad, I will listen to anything."

Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Yes, yes, I will be called Dad from now on. This is terrible for me, and I have raised three sons. Good son, remember, you must be obedient in the future, especially when you are sleeping. When you are asleep, if you are told to lie down, you will lie down, and if you are told to move, you will not move..."

Fan Yu fully agreed, "Okay."

Wang Jin almost didn't laugh out loud.

It was dark and the road was slippery. Wang Jin was sweating all over when he was carried to the hospital. He was busy registering and getting medicine. Go to bed and sleep on the side.

Two big men squeezed into a small bed, really aggrieved and panicked, and there was a lot of noise outside, Wang Jin woke up within two hours of falling asleep.He came in a hurry last night, and there was no hot water in the ward. Wang Jin saw that there was a thermos pot on the bedside table, so he went out to fetch water.

The doctor came to make rounds early in the morning. She was a kind-looking aunt. Seeing that Fan Yu had woken up, she said cheerfully, "Hey, you're awake. How do you feel? You had a terrible fever yesterday, thanks to the delivery Timely, otherwise it would be a pity that such a handsome young man has something wrong."

"I feel much better." Fan Yu asked, "Why does it feel so noisy outside?" He lived in a single room, although it was not big, but logically speaking it should be relatively clean.

The doctor frowned and sighed, "It's all because of the weather. The roads are covered with ice. There have been several car accidents from last night to now. This morning there was a rear-end collision that was particularly serious. Dozens of cars were hit. The aisle is full of injuries. It's a good thing you didn't drive over yesterday."

"How did you get here?"

"Your brother came here with you on his back. It's so far away. He must be exhausted. He was sweating when he came here yesterday. It's not easy. Your brother is really righteous and has a good physique."

Fan Yu shook his head and smiled slightly, "It's not my brother, it's my wife."

The doctor opened his mouth slightly, "Huh?"

Wang Jin just came in with a thermos bottle, and said angrily, "Fan Yu, what are you talking about? Forgot to call me Dad last night?"

What kind of messy relationship is this?The doctor walked out of the ward with a dazed face, young people nowadays.

"Father is dad." Fan Yu patted the edge of the bed, pursed his lips and smiled, "Dad, sit here, I'm so cold."

Wang Jin looked at Fan Yu with color in his eyes, and he was not honest when he was sick, so he gave him a blank look, lifted a quilt and threw him on the bed, "It's cold, cover it tightly, Dad doesn't want to talk to you brat."

Fan Yu didn't dislike it either, he pulled the quilt around his body, looked at Wang Jin earnestly, "Brother Jin, I want to drink water."

Seeing his anxious look, Wang Jin turned around and poured him a cup of hot water, "Master, are you trying to find trouble while you're sick?"

Fan Yu smirked, "Brother Jin, it's good to have you."

Wang Jin sighed resignedly, well, besides other things, he has nothing to do with Fan Yu's face.There is a knife on the head of the word color, the ancients did not deceive me.