(╮(╯▽╰)╭Don’t vote for me, is it really okay...)

"Belle, I want to eat what you made."

Even though Lengfeng found the food cooked by the top chef in Vancouver's Chinatown, Feng Qingyu couldn't taste the food.

In fact, he has long been accustomed to the food cooked by Shabell. During the four years since she left, he ate very little and the taste was very light. He just ate a little to replenish his strength.

In fact, he himself didn't notice that after Bei Er came back, there would be several dishes made by Bei Er, several dishes made by Yuan Diandian, and several dishes made by Yu Ma... every time on the dining table.

Every time, what he eats the most is made by Shabelle...

The person on the bed did not respond, just lying there quietly. In the ward, only the instrument on one side was making sounds at a stable frequency...

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Not long after dinner, the doctor came over to check under great pressure. Everything was normal, but we still need to pay attention to whether it will cause a high fever after the operation. As long as you don't have a high fever tonight, there will be no problem.

Feng Qingyu stood aside and listened to the doctor's same words. Although there were no words, it was enough to make the doctor's palms sweat.

After seeing Feng Qingyu return to his original position and sit down, several people immediately left quickly.

The night is getting darker.

Feng Qingyu has been guarding Sha Bei'er. Tonight is the last night, a crucial night!

After not sleeping for a long time, Feng Qingyu held his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes to take a nap in the dead of night.

When he felt that the temperature of the little hand he had been holding was wrong, Feng Qingyu almost immediately opened his eyes.

Turning on the light with one hand, her eyes were fixed on Shabelle's.

There were many beads of sweat on his forehead. His face was originally pale and bloodless, but at this time, it was showing an abnormal blush.

If he didn't know what a high fever was before, Feng Qingyu knew exactly what a high fever looked like after he had a high fever himself...

His pupils tightened, and when Feng Qingyu reacted, his movements were too large, and he kicked over the chair on the side...

As if the person who kicked the chair and hit his calf and knee was not him, he had disappeared into the ward in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

The doctor on duty saw a gust of wind blowing in, and then there were two more hands on his desk, and the desk was shaken. Today, almost all the attending doctors did not dare to get off work, and they all just squinted here. Who dared to do it under Feng Qingyu's

When a woman is not completely out of danger, she is seeking death and goes home to sleep.

This night, everyone stayed up.

Feng Qingyu kicked open the door, waking up several doctors who had just slept.

I got up with a sigh, and when I saw clearly who came in, I woke up immediately...

Who is that ***...

They all swallowed it back hard.

"Master Feng!"

Stand firm, stand at attention, take a rest...

"She has a high fever."

A few words came out from her thin lips, with a hint of vibrato.

When several people heard that they had a high fever, serious expressions suddenly appeared on their faces.

When a group of people walked to the ward, the doctor dared not speak out in anger. Looking at the man walking in the front, his back was tense. He could only say it in his heart but did not dare to say it...

High-end atmosphere and high-end style...

Don’t you know you can notify the nurse directly in the ward?-_-|||

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Sha Beier moved down from the hospital bed, and when she was about to carry Sha Beier to the gurney aside, she glanced at Feng Qingyu...

Feng Qingyu stepped forward, stretched out his hand, carefully picked up Shabei'er, and placed him gently on the bed. That movement made it seem as if what he was holding in his arms was not a person, but a bubble that would break at the touch.

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"Steady."

When everyone was pushing Sha Beier out, Feng Qingyu saw Sha Beier's body shaking and immediately looked coldly at the two people pushing her.

Looking at others makes them want to cry...

Is it because they don’t want to be more stable? When pushed, people always have a vibrating frequency!

However, no one dared to say it out loud, they only dared to respond.

Shabelle, who is in a coma, has a weak immunity.

I don't know if I can survive the high fever...

When an hour passed, the high fever not only did not subside, but also soared. From thirty-nine degrees, it quickly soared to forty degrees...

Fever-reducing injections, fever-reducing drips...

All physical fever reduction measures were used.

But Shabelle’s temperature remains high...

Another hour passed, and I saw that the fever had been above 40 degrees and never dropped...

His physical condition is good, but he can no longer withstand temperatures exceeding 40 degrees. Let alone Sha Beier, who has suffered a gunshot wound. His physical condition is already poor. If he continues to burn like this, even if he wakes up, he may still be burned out.

Lost my brain...

What's more, I will never wake up again...

When the doctors thought about never waking up again, everyone suddenly felt that life suddenly became dark...

Although doctors say they save lives and heal the wounded, they do their best...

But this time, they are really using their lives to treat this special patient...

They could deeply feel that their lives were closely related to the woman on the hospital bed.

Once something happens to her, they will be buried with her.

Although Feng Qingyu has not yet said that the ancient emperors always came up with such words and raised their heads to see if they couldn't be cured. However, his expression already said so!

if……

I don't even dare to think about this if...

Every doctor had the same idea, shook their heads in unison, and then continued to work together to find a way to reduce Shabelle's fever...

"Master Feng..."

If you are facing other people, just give the instructions directly.

They are already qualified...

However, facing Feng Qingyu is still...

Inner weakness...

Feng Qingyu didn't look at the speaker at all, he just stared at Sha Beier, with a cold aura around him that made people want to retreat...

"The patient's clothes are now soaked with sweat. He needs to constantly change into clean clothes... wipe his body... Do you think we should arrange for a female nurse..."

They don't expect a man like Feng Qingyu to be so condescending as to do such a thing...

But she was his woman after all. At that time, someone could freeze someone if they touched him. Even if the person changing clothes was a woman, he still had to ask for his opinion...

It’s difficult to handle!

"Um."

The word "um" made the doctor confused.

Does this mean consent?

Several people looked at each other, and someone was immediately ready to give instructions. As soon as they walked a few steps, they heard Feng Qingyu glance at the few people still inside and say: "Get out."

Seeing that several people had no intention of moving, Feng Qingyu immediately frowned...

Several people finally realized what Feng Qingyu meant, and within a few seconds, no one was around...

His slender fingers were unbuttoning Shabelle's buttons.

One by one, slowly untie it.

When the wound wrapped with gauze on his chest was exposed, Feng Qingyu's pupils tightened. His thin lips were pursed tightly, and the skin touched between his fingers was cold and his fingertips felt soaked with sweat. He unbuttoned his coat,

Feng Qingyu picked up a sterilized towel and wiped Shabei'er's body bit by bit.

She has a slender body, and I have never seen Shabelle's body before. She often takes off her clothes completely, and is so involved in doing it that she completely ignores her body.

Now the fingers slide over one by one, with less lust, and the fingertips slide over. What you see is no longer the white and creamy skin, but the slenderness.

When your fingers slide over it, you can't even feel any flesh.

She has lost a lot of weight.
To be continued...