Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

In the corridor, I ran into Master Chu.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled, opened her arms, and called softly, "my husband."

Young master Chu came forward, took her soft body into his arms, and pecked at her face with thin lips: "I didn't want you to rest. Why didn't you obey me?"

Yan baozi's head was buried in his arms. "I seem to hear shallow crying. I want to see how she is."

Master Chu released her, held her face and kissed her with thin lips.

After the lingering kiss, Master Chu took her hand. "Xuanxuan has a high fever. Let's see how it is."

Children's room.

Xuanxuan's little face is burning red, white and shallow lying on the side of the bed, crying too much for himself.

The doctor is hanging some drops for Xuanxuan to give him antipyretic solution.

Seeing Bai shallowly, Yan baozi couldn't bear it. "Shallowly, don't cry. Xuanxuan is going to be OK. Don't worry. "

The Chu young master sees first doctor, ask: "the circumstance of Xuan Xuan how?"

"At the moment, it doesn't look very optimistic."

The doctor's face was heavy. "I just received the fright a few days ago, and I've been in a state of grief for the past two days. High fever is also coming. As for other complications, further examination is needed. "

Hearing the doctor's words, Bai shallowly raised his head and his eyes were red and swollen with tears. "Doctor, Xuanxuan will be OK, right? Please, cure him! "

"The third young lady is serious. It's my job. Don't worry too much, as long as the fever goes down, it's not a big problem. "

Even so, Bai is worried.

A child is a piece of meat that falls from his mother. It hurts when he knocks it, let alone gets sick.

Xuanxuan's fever is so high that he is still calling for his father. His heart is cut like a knife.

Hold Xuanxuan's hand tightly and feel the hot temperature of his little hand.

White shallow sorrow comes from, body twitches twice, then fainted in the past.

"Doctor!" Yan baozi holds her body with eyes and hands, subconsciously calling the doctor.

The doctor frowned. "First, take Mrs. sanshao back to the bedroom and lay down."

Two servants hold Bai shallowly and take her back to the bedroom and lie on the bed.

The doctor gave her an immediate examination, which was another toss and turn.

A weak voice came from the door: "what's the matter?"

Chu young master and Yan baozi turn their heads at the same time, and they see Pei sanshao, who is standing grudgingly with his hands on the door frame.

His face was still pale, and his tall body seemed to fall at any time.

"Sanpei, how did you get out of bed?" Yan baozi looks worried.

Pei sanshao looks at the white light lying on the bed, but he doesn't care about himself. "What's wrong with the light?"

Young master Chu took Yan baozi's waist and legs, and his voice was gentle: "he was too sad and fainted."

Pei sanshao came to the bed and sat down. Looking at his pale face, he saw a trace of guilt under his eyes.

Yanbaozi pulls the button of Master Chu's shirt, and Master Chu's eyes droop, dark and deep, staring at her deeply.

Yan baozi said nothing and took him out of the bedroom.

Go back to the guest room and close the door.

She tightly grasped Master Chu's hand and recalled Pei sanshao's pale eyes. She was a little upset: "honey, I always feel that Pei sanshao is not right..."

"He's not right."

"I'm afraid he will..." Yan baozi raised his head and looked at Master Chu: "I'm afraid that he will go his own way. In this way, it seems that I have a lot of feelings for him. If Sanpei is determined to walk alone... "