Under the command of Dingdang Navigation, Mu Nianwan drove the car into the East Yunhai.

When Cheng's mother saw the two of them coming back and preparing the ingredients for dinner, she asked: "Is it okay to eat boiled fish and pepper and chicken tonight?"

Mu Nian nodded, but thought that Dingdang's voice was a little hoarse these two days, and said, "Dingdang's voice was a little hoarse these two days, add two light dishes he likes to eat."

Ma Cheng nodded, "It should be because the season has changed. I will make some ginger soup later, so you and your husband will drink some."

"I don't know if it's a season change or what happened during this period. There are a lot of people who are sick, so you have to pay attention."

Mu Nianwan knew.

In the class group where Dingdang is located, a teacher in the group reminds him every day that he has caught a lot of colds recently and that he should pay more attention.

There are still some class where Dingdang is in, and only two people are asked for leave due to illness. It seems that they have taken half of the class next door.

However—Mu Nianwan’s attention was on the other words.

She turned around, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Sir, come back today?"

Ma Cheng is very happy.

After all, the gentleman hasn't come back for a long time.

"Well. The phone call you came back and said you would come back for dinner tonight."

Mu Nian paused at night, then responded very lightly before going up.

Huo Jinshen arrived at home at around 7 o'clock.

Mu Nianwan was also looking for information about the new articles in the study.

Ma Cheng knocked on the door, "Madam, sir is back."

Mu Nianwan heard the sound of the engine and his fingers fell on the keyboard, "Okay."

A slightly calm voice came out, and Mu Nianwan closed his notebook and went downstairs.

When he went down, Huo Jinshen had just finished washing his hands from the bathroom.

His eyebrows and eyes were frowning, and his expression looked a little tired.

Just a glance, without saying a word, but he walked upstairs.

After passing by, Mu Nianwan could feel the coldness emanating from him.

It is clear that summer is about to begin.

Mu Nianwan's fingers that fell on the handrail tightened.

She pursed her thin lips, and she turned around and shouted, "It's time to eat."

Huo Jinshen didn't look back and didn't stop, "I won't eat anymore, you guys."

Looking at the disappearing figure, Mu Nianwan's fingers tightened again.

When Cheng's mother came out, she saw that there were only two mothers and sons in the restaurant. She asked in confusion: "Sir? Don't he eat?"

Mu Niannian nodded, "He said he wasn't hungry."

Ma Cheng frowned.

"Just just now, Secretary Ling called me to make some easy-to-digestible things for my husband. He said he didn't eat for a day and was afraid that his stomach would not be able to bear it. Why aren't he hungry again?"

As he said that, he shook his head and walked towards the kitchen again.

Mu Nianwan was carrying fishbones for Dingdang. When Cheng's mother spoke, she didn't look up, but her hands and feet slowed down.

Dingdang is very good at observing his expressions.

I drank the soup and swallowed the food in my mouth before speaking, "I felt uncomfortable when Daddy came back."

Mu Nianwan put the fish that was picked up in his bowl, "Dad said to you?"

Dingdang shook his head, "I saw it myself. And the voices have changed."

Mu Nianwan also heard it when he spoke just now.

Hiss and hoarse.

"Mommy, there seem to be many sick people in Rongcheng, and the hospital is almost unable to install them. Will Daddy be infected too?"

The influenza virus is contagious.

News has also been broadcast in recent days.

The flu has been particularly severe recently, so everyone is paying attention.

Especially in Chengdu, it is particularly serious.

Just now, his face didn't look very good.

"You eat first, mommy will take a look later."

"Grandma Cheng cooked ginger soup, and..."

As he said that, the man had already jumped off the stool, and disappeared after a while. He came over and carried my medicine box with difficulty, "There are medicines here."

As if she was afraid that she didn't know which one to eat, Dingdang opened the medicine box again and found out from it that every time he was sick, Daddy would give him food, "This one treats the cold."

Mu Nian laughed and looked at the medicine box he handed over.

That is a cold medicine for children, not that it is useless, but the effect is very small.

She took it and put it aside, then carried him to the chair and touched his little face, "Mommy knows, you have dinner first, huh?"

A faint ending sound was hooked.

Very gentle.

Dingdang was obedient, but the worries in his eyes did not dissipate.

Mu Nianwan couldn't even ignore it.

She sighed softly, "Mommy will go up later, okay?"

"It just so happened that the ginger soup was cold, so I'll heat it up."

Cheng's mother, who came out of the kitchen, heard the conversation between the mother and the son and spoke at the right time.

Dingdang then had a good meal.

Mu Nianwan had no appetite, and after eating, he had to go upstairs with medicine and ginger soup under Dingdang's sight.

She looked at the door of the master bedroom and waited for a while, but there was no sound inside.

She looked at it again, but still didn't respond.

Feise's lips were pursed and she had to speak, "Huo Jinshen, are you inside?"

My ears were pressed against the door panel, but the bedroom was so soundproofed that I could not hear anything.

"You don't make a sound, I'll go in."

She said again, but there was still no response.

She frowned, and Jingdang was still standing at the stairs and looking at it.

She unscrew the door and went in.

It was dark and the bedroom was not on, only the moonlight outside the window shone in.

The bedroom was dark, and Mu Nianwan walked slowly. When he got close, he saw clearly the person lying on the sofa.

"Why don't you make a sound inside?"

He seemed to laugh, and spoke sarcastically, "Do you even ask when you enter your bedroom?"

Mu Nianwan bit his lip.

Standing by the sofa, holding something in your hands.

I wanted to see his face clearly, but because the light was too dark.

"I'll turn on the lights."

Don't want to have a quarrel over unnecessary things.

Putting down the things, Mu Nianwan was about to turn on the light, but suddenly the man behind him grabbed his wrist and fell directly into his arms.

When I got closer, I realized that his body temperature was so high.

He didn't bother to get angry and turned around and touched his forehead.

"Huo Jinshen, you're having a fever."

He held her arms without sleepiness, but his tone was very cold, "I can't die."

And dying is not better for you.

No one will bother you anymore.

"You let go, I'll turn on the light. I'll get you medicine, and you'll take it and then go back to bed to rest."

The person who was holding the person was not let go, Mu Nianwan frowned, and his tone was not very good, "Huo Jinshen, you are not a child. The candy you get in this way is just one piece of food."
To be continued...