Splendid Rebirth: Good Morning Mrs. Fu

She stepped forward but found something was wrong, Gu Ninghuan's originally extremely fair complexion was now flushed. Her delicate and beautiful brows were tightly furrowed at this moment, and she looked very uncomfortable.

The maid stretched out her hand to touch Gu Ninghuan's forehead, and the scalding temperature scared the maid so much that she couldn't help but exclaim.

Young madam, young madam, wake up quickly! Can you hear me? Young madam! The maid's words were a little anxious, and she stepped forward and shouted at Gu Ninghuan.

But Gu Ninghuan seemed to be in a deep sleep, without any reaction.

The maid first urgently contacted the family doctor, and then called Fu Xishen. She took an ice towel and put it on Gu Ninghuan's forehead to help her cool down so that her body temperature could be lower.

When Fu Xishen came back, he saw Gu Ninghuan's delicate face was covered with a towel, his small chin was hidden under the quilt, and he looked pitiful.

Mr. Fu. The doctor hurried over and saw Fu Xishen standing there, his whole body was so frightened that his legs went limp.

Fu Xi glanced at him deeply: Help her see a doctor, if you can't treat her, don't need your doctor's license.

Yes, yes, yes! The doctor didn't dare to delay at all, and rushed forward to help Gu Ninghuan do a checkup. Later, he found out that it was just an ordinary infection and fever, so he reluctantly calmed down.

He helped Gu Ninghuan bandage the wound on his hand, then hung up the salt water, and after explaining the maid's precautions, he retreated lightly.

The maid followed the doctor's instructions and brought a basin of water to Gu Ninghuan's side. She reached out to unbutton her pajamas, but Fu Xishen said in a flat tone, I'll do it.

The maid was slightly taken aback, but she still backed away and let Fu Xishen step forward to help Gu Ninghuan wipe her body.

Gu Ninghuan only felt that his whole body was covered by the stove, and slowly felt a coldness sweeping his whole body, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw Fu Xishen's blurry but beautiful face in front of him.

Fu Xishen, I'm thirsty. Gu Ninghuan's voice was hoarse.

He put down the towel in his hand, picked up the thin quilt and covered her naked body, went to the side and poured a glass of warm water to put it down, then reached out to lift Gu Ninghuan up, and brought the warm water in his hand to her lips.

Gu Ninghuan just held his hand and swallowed the warm water in small mouthfuls. After drinking more than half of the glass, he couldn't drink any more.

How did you hurt your hand? Fu Xishen asked.

Gu Ninghuan leaned in his arms, probably because she was sick, she was very docile: I was stepped on by Xiaoxiao, and she even splashed milk tea on my face, that sticky feeling was so uncomfortable.

As she said that, she felt aggrieved, obviously Xiao Xiao made the move first, but Fu Xishen stood by her side.

Fu Xi was silent for a while: Why didn't you tell me then?

I'm afraid that if you stand on her side and don't want to believe me, I will feel very uncomfortable... Gu Ninghuan murmured, her body moved closer to Fu Xishen, and her petite body was completely buried in his arms.

After wiping himself first, he threw away the towel in his hand, turned around and walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

Young Madam, wake up and eat some porridge. The maid brought seafood porridge and said standing beside Gu Ninghuan.

Gu Ninghuan opened his eyes in a daze, and shook his head: No, I don't want to eat.

But young lady, you are sick now, how can you not eat, how can you recover quickly if you don't eat. The maid looked at her, her eyes were full of anxiety.

But Gu Ninghuan shook his head and closed his eyes tightly: No, no, I just don't want to eat, you can take it.

What's the matter. The man's cold voice came, his hair was slightly wet, and he should have just taken a shower.

The maid was holding the tray, a little embarrassed: Young Madam doesn't want to eat.

Hey, let me go out. Fu Xishen said lightly.

The maid nodded, put down the tray and turned to leave.

Gu Ninghuan heard the conversation between Fu Xishen and the maid very clearly, she turned sideways and buried her face in the soft pillow: I don't want to eat, Fu Xishen, don't force me.

No, get up and eat. The man's words were obviously very light, but with a faint force.

Gu Ninghuan didn't move, her head was groggy now, she just wanted to bury her whole body in the pillow and sleep.

Fu Xishen frowned slightly, and forcibly picked her up regardless of her refusal. Gu Ninghuan opened his eyes, feeling aggrieved and angrily forced by his heart: What are you doing! I told you I don't want to eat.

Gu Ninghuan, you'd better drink this bowl of porridge obediently, otherwise I don't mind letting the maid tie you up and forcefully pour this bowl of porridge down. Fu Xishen reached out and handed the spoon to her lips, An understatement for the opening.

Gu Ninghuan was stunned, she knew that Fu Xishen could do what he said.

She opened her mouth a little aggrieved, mechanically chewing the porridge that Fu Xishen fed, the taste was unexpectedly good but it was not so painful for her to accept it.

After eating, Gu Ninghuan turned over and continued to sleep on the bed. At night, she woke up a little bit, and went to the bathroom to wash up by herself. After washing her face, she filled the bathtub with water and soaked herself in it.

The warm water wrapped her whole body, she narrowed her eyes comfortably, lying in the bathtub, her eyelids gradually became heavier and heavier, and when she woke up again, she met Fu Xi's gloomy complexion.

Gu Ninghuan! Are you out of your mind? Fu Xishen cursed with gritted teeth.

Gu Ninghuan's eye circles slowly turned red, and she pursed her lips: You still scold me when I'm sick, Fu Xishen, why are you so bad now?

Oh, I'm bad? If your brain is not burning stupid, you will fall asleep in the bathtub? Or are you tired of working and want to commit suicide in the bathtub? Fu Xishen's tone was very cold, holding a bath towel to wipe Gu Ninghuan's body forcefully. very heavy.

Gu Ninghuan is not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong. She was at fault for this matter. She stretched out her arms and hugged the man's neck, her tone soft: I'm sorry, I didn't fall asleep on purpose.

As she spoke, she leaned closer to the man's arms. Gu Ninghuan rubbed his cheek against his chest, like a frightened puppet cat, acting like a baby to him.