(But these words coming out of Mr. Feng’s mouth still shocked him deeply...)

"yes……"

Shabelle walked in quickly. After she came in, she noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere. But she looked at the man who was still weak and had a high fever on the bed and was almost confused, and then looked at the doctor who was adjusting the intravenous drip...

Maybe I think too much...

"Miss Sha."

Just when Sha Beier walked to the bed and fed Feng Qingyu medicine, the doctor spoke.

I paused in the feeding action of my hand and looked at the doctor...

"What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, there was a hint of worry in his voice that was difficult to hide, and even his face changed.

The solemn expression on the doctor's face at this time really makes it easy for people not to think wildly.

When I saw Shabelle's expression, I immediately felt guilty...

But when I noticed the look from the man lying on the bed, the little flame of guilt was immediately extinguished and could no longer burn...

"Why!"

The doctor sighed first...

Sure enough, I saw Shabelle's expression becoming more solemn...

After getting results, the doctor continued: "Master Feng's condition is a bit serious, and there is no improvement after dripping and taking medicine. The only way to try now is..."

"What?"

Seeing that the doctor was hesitant to speak, Shabelle immediately asked...

"I wonder if Ms. Sha has ever heard of human body cooling."

“The human body naturally cools down?”

A flash of confusion flashed in Shabelle's eyes...

"Commonly known as sweating...the more you sweat, the better the effect will be."

"..."

Shabelle was skeptical, but the doctor continued to add with a solemn expression...

"Master Feng's body temperature is on the cold side. Even with such a high fever, he has not sweated... If this continues, the consequences of a continued high fever..."

Shaking his head, the doctor's expression became more solemn...

"Oh, I know how to do it."

It was easier to solve than expected. The doctor couldn't control his face for a moment, and a flash of surprise flashed across his face...

Did you understand it so smoothly?

He glanced at the patient lying on the bed, and after receiving the look that told him to get out, he immediately gave a false warning, then turned around and left as if running away.

He really didn't expect Mr. Feng to say such things. For him to say that the human body sweats, it's really not the evil he thought, but Mr. Feng, who has a low body temperature. If he wants the human body to sweat, there is really only one way.

…

That's when xx and oo and oo and xx...

Is this still the wise and powerful godfather in his mind?

Is this man who doesn't forget his own welfare even when he's sick really the cold godfather in his mind?

Illness, go away...return to the tall, mighty and cold-faced godfather in his mind...

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Feng Qingyu lay there with his eyes closed, the room was quiet and he could only hear his slightly heavy breathing due to high fever...

With his eyes closed, his hearing became more acute, and he could hear the footsteps in the room, which belonged to Shabelle.

Feng Qingyu frowned when the door opened...

Didn't she say she knew?

Why did you leave?

After just a moment, Shabelle came back. She closed the door and walked back to the bed.

Feng Qingyu closed his eyes and waited for Sha Bei'er to take off her clothes... Suddenly she heard another knock on the door, and then heard Sha Bei'er say "Come in."

"Belle."

Yu Ma walked in with a large bowl of stuff in her hand, followed by four people who were outside the main house. Each of them had two beds wrapped in their hands...

Quilt……

"Mom Yu, give me the ginger soup. Just put the quilt here, um, just put it there."

Shabelle took the ginger soup with one hand and directed the four of them to place all eight quilts beside the bed. After the four people put down the quilts, they immediately turned around and left.

This kind of movement made Yuan Diandian curious and couldn't help but drag Feng Tuoxi over to watch the fun. Of course, Feng Ruiyao had to get up...

"Belle, what are you doing?"

As soon as Yuan Diandian came in, he looked at his son who was lying on the hospital bed and receiving an intravenous drip, as well as the pile of quilts on the bedside, and why the high temperature like a furnace was followed by the moment he came in...

Curiosity was immediately aroused.

"The doctor just said to try the method of human sweating. Feng Qingyu's body temperature is low and he has to sweat a lot. I only thought of this method."

Increase the indoor temperature, then feed a large bowl of high-concentration ginger soup, and cover it with a few more quilts.

Ginger soup can make you sweat. With such a high temperature and being covered by a quilt, you should be able to sweat...

Shabei'er looked like she had thought deeply about it, as if she really didn't know what Feng Qingyu was thinking.

Feng Qingyu, who was lying on the bed at this time, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the innocent Sha Bei'er with a gloomy look on his face.

His teeth were grinding loudly, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"What's on your hand?"

Yuan Diandian smelled something wrong and immediately came forward. When he saw that it was full of ginger slices, Yuan Diandian immediately took a step back in disgust...

This thing is so annoying.

"Ginger soup."

"It's easier to sweat."

"Um...Belle...Qingyu doesn't seem to like the taste of ginger..."

Because Yuan Diandian hates ginger himself, he can understand how painful it would be for people who don't like ginger to eat ginger or drink ginger water. At this time, looking at his son's red face, he felt a rare

Not gloating, but a kind and warm reminder...

Son, my mother can only help you so far...

"The high fever has not gone away. If you want to sweat, drinking hot ginger water is the fastest way..."

Shabelle explained this...then glanced at Feng Qingyu and said, "This is for his own good."

It's for his own good, and it's so high-sounding.

Yuan Diandian nodded unkindly...

Feng Ruiyao stood aside and looked at his biological father who was lying on the bed with a look of abandonment by the world. He expressed his utmost sympathy. Jiang was really a terrible thing. Looking at the light in Mommy's eyes, someone must have pissed her off.

Only mommy would be abused like this.

Feng Ruiyao silently made a decision in his heart. He must be twice as kind to his mother in the future. He must not make her feel any discomfort. She must not...

As the saying goes, it is better to offend a villain than a woman...

The words in the book are indeed classic quotes.

"Mommy, let me tuck him in."

"I'll help too."

Obviously, Yuan Diandian and Feng Ruiyao reached a consensus on this point, and they immediately started to cover Feng Qingyu with a quilt. Sha Bei'er's eyes exuded satisfaction, her biological son was her biological son. It was so good.

It's so considerate.

"Husband, come here and help."

Yuan Diandian summoned Feng Tuoxi, hinting that Feng Tuoxi would not let Feng Qingyu mess around. Although Feng Tuoxi sympathized with his son, he really did not dare to compliment his IQ. If he wanted to knock down a woman, he would have to pick on his own illness.

When the time comes, isn’t this just letting others slaughter you?

Holding Feng Qingyu's shoulders with one hand, he really covered all eight quilts on Feng Qingyu. Although the quilts were not heavy, with eight quilts plus the original bed, nine quilts were pressed against him. It was really extraordinary.

It's breathtaking.

"Drink ginger soup."

"Sabel."
To be continued...