He frowned deeply, and told Diaper, "Mu Xiaoni, go to the sofa and bring in the bag I just brought."

"Oh!!" After receiving the order, Mu Xiaoni obediently turned around and went back to the living room, took her bag and went back to the bedroom.

Yang Mufan first observed the room, and finally took out a new quilt from the closet, and covered Mu Wanqing's body.

After taking the pocket, he quickly took out the thermometer and helped Mu Wanqing measure the temperature.

Infrared rays quickly swept past my ears, and admired Fan Fan watched as the thermometer showed 41 degrees Celsius, and his beautiful brows furrowed to the deepest in an instant.

Without hesitation, he took out the fever-reducing medicine and asked Diaper to pour a glass of warm water. After feeding Mu Wanqing the medicine, he quickly took out the fever-reducing ice pack and stuck it on her forehead...

Looking around, she found that the room was locked tightly by Mu Wanqing, admired Fan Fan, got up, walked to the window, pushed the glass window open, and then closed the curtain that could cover the side of the big bed.

As soon as the thick curtains were drawn, half of the room fell into darkness.

Yang Mufan spotted a humidifier on the bedside, so he went to pour some mineral water into the machine, and after starting it, he put it on the bedside.

Every 10 minutes, Yang Mufan would measure Mu Wanqing's body temperature and observe her body temperature changes all the time.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing's lips were dry and chapped from the burn, Yang Mufan carefully moistened her lips with a cotton swab.

While waiting for Mu Wanqing's fever to subside, Mu Xiaoni hugged his thigh tightly like a piece of brown sugar.

He sat on the chair by the bed, and she hugged his legs and sat on the floor.

Feeling that Mu Xiaoni was staring at him with her big round black eyes, she admired Fan and said in a low voice, "I really have nothing to do, just go back to your room and do your homework obediently."

"..." Mu Xiaoni didn't move.

Yang Mufan really didn't like his thighs, being held tightly by something all the time, after a long time, he felt his whole legs went numb.

Glancing at her with some displeasure, Admiral Fan wanted to reprimand her with a heavier tone, but when his eyes fell on her pitiful little face, he realized that her eyes were filled with fear and panic.

Mu Wanqing must have fainted at home, which really frightened her. Apart from her, there was no other adult in the house.

After all, he is just a five-year-old child, an age who doesn't understand anything...

Yang Mufan moved his body and asked in a low voice: "Sitting on the ground, isn't it cold?! Don't worry, I won't run away now, so don't hug me so tightly."

After hearing what Admiration Fan said, Diaper put more force on his hand holding his thigh.

She shook her head, whose hair was disheveled like a chicken coop, and muttered, "It's not cold, but it's cool."

"..." Yang Mufan was a little speechless.

Diaper was silent for a while, then raised his head, and asked pitifully, "Uncle Pervert, will Mommy die?!"

"... Mommy is just sick, she will be fine after a night of sleep." Yang Mufan replied.

"Uncle pervert, when will Mommy wake up?! I kept calling her just now, but she ignored Diaper. In the past, Mommy was sleeping, no matter how soundly she slept, she would always respond to me when I called her..." Don't say , it doesn't matter, as soon as I said it, the diaper little princess burst into tears.

Regarding these mentally handicapped questions, Admiral Fan never bothered to answer them.

But seeing the pitiful eyes of diaper kittens and puppies, he patiently answered them one by one.

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