The Pavilion Master said, getting up and moving away from his position.

He and the doctor had a silver mask on his face that could cover the upper half of his face, which could hide his emotions well.

After he took Bai Tutu's pulse, he spoke softly, "Master Master, this child has a fever. I will write a prescription later. It will be fine if I take the medicine to her."

As he talked to the doctor, his slender big hand fell on Bai Tutu's smooth forehead.

In a daze, Bai Tutu felt the cold big hands on her forehead, which made her feel very comfortable.

She subconsciously raised her little hands, hugged Doctor He's hand with her two little hands, and rubbed her little face against his big hand.

He and the doctor were obviously stunned for a moment and looked at the Pavilion Master at a loss.

When the Pavilion Master saw this scene, he seemed to be jealous and reached out to pull Bai Tutu's little hand, wanting Bai Tutu to hold his hand.

But Bai Tutu held the doctor's hands firmly with his two little hands and refused to let go.

She was still confused with her eyes closed, but she hugged her doctor's hand and rubbed it comfortably.

The Pavilion Master had the same cold hands, and she was completely disdainful.

The Pavilion Master just reached out and placed his hand next to Bai Tutu's little head, which was a little embarrassed.

The doctor wanted to retract his hand, so that the Pavilion Master would not be so embarrassed, but Bai Tutu held his hand and it was really difficult for him to retract.

So he could only stretch out his hand.

The Pavilion Master retracted his hand with a faint expression. As long as he was not embarrassed, the embarrassing one would be someone else.

The two of them stood in front of the bed and looked at Bai Tutu.

Until Bai Tutu seemed to be asleep, he and the doctor tried to retract his hands.

But Bai Tutu held it tightly as if he knew his intention.

She even muttered, "Brother, brother, hug Dou'er."

The little pink and jade-carved appearance made the hearts of the Pavilion Master and Doctor He almost melted.

"With the doctor, please hug her."

The Pavilion Master looked at the little breast dumplings who were still acting coquettish in his sleep, and curled up his fingers.

After hesitating with the doctor, he still hugged Bai Tutu in his arms.

Bai Tutu lay on Doctor He's shoulder, sniffed his little nose, and then in her sleep, her big tears fell down.

While whimpering, he muttered, "Brother, wuwu, brother, you're fine."

I felt a little distressed when I listened to Bai Tutu’s crying little breasts for some reason.

His big hands with clear joints gently patted Bai Tutu's back and coaxed her.

"Stop crying, brother is fine."

"Well, it's fine if my brother is fine."

Bai Tutu muttered in a crying voice and fell asleep quickly.

Bai Tutu's attachment to the doctor made the pavilion master standing beside him look at him.

When Bai Tutu fell asleep, he and the doctor gently placed Bai Tutu on the bed.

Then he wrote the prescription and asked someone to pick up the medicine and boil it.

Only Bai Tutu, the Pavilion Master and Doctor He were left in the room.

The Pavilion Master saw that Bai Tutu was sweating again on his forehead from time to time, so he took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

He and the doctor looked at the pavilion master's appearance of caring about Bai Tutu.

I couldn't help but be curious about the origin of Bai Tutu.

"Master Master, this child came here only today, right?"

As a doctor, He Dafu has the only position in the Netherworld Pavilion as the Pavilion Master.

So he could ask the Pavilion Master directly what he wanted to know.

As long as it's not something that he can't know

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!