Yan Mo Chen gets up and goes to the bedroom to see Lu Qingyan's situation.

Lu Qingyan didn't wake up. She was still asleep. Her eyebrows were tight and her face was flushed. She seemed to be sleeping very uneasily.

Yan Mo Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Lu Qingyan's forehead, and then he was stunned.

It's very hot.

It's about thirty-nine degrees.

Damn it

She should be fed medicine and told to sleep

Yan Mo Chen quickly took out his mobile phone to call the family doctor and called people over. The doctor had a clinic downstairs, so he came quickly. After asking about the situation, he went into the bedroom, picked up the stethoscope and began to diagnose.

Yan Mo Chen was staring at him for a long time. When the doctor finished his diagnosis, he asked, "what's the matter?"

"It should be a fever caused by an inflamed wound. In addition, cold may also be a factor." The doctor took off the stethoscope and pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose. "Fortunately, it was found in time. Now the lung has a little murmur. The high fever of 39 degrees is going to burn out of pneumonia."

The doctor took out a stack of bills and a pen from the medical box he was carrying with him. The scribe wrote it on the paper. Then he asked Yan Mo Chen, "do you have an ice bag here?"

Looking at Yan Mo Chen shaking his head, the doctor sighed and tore the list out of his hand and put it in his pocket. He told Yan Mo Chen, "I'm going to get the medicine first. Miss Lu will put a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine on Miss Lu's forehead to help her cool down physically. By the way, change the towel often. If the injection is not good, you should consider going to the hospital. After recovery, eat more lung clearing and fire reducing things

Yan Mo Chen nodded, and the doctor took the pen at ease, turned to go out, left the villa, and went to the clinic nearby to get medicine.

As for Mo Chen, he went to the bathroom, put the towel in the cold water, soaked it, twisted it half dry, and took it to the room and put it on Lu Qingyan's forehead.

When the cold towel was applied, Lu Qingyan's eyebrows spread out and seemed to be more comfortable because of the cool.

Yan Mochen inadvertently reaches out and touches Lu Qingyan's cheek. Suddenly, the cool makes Lu Qingyan rush to him. Like a soft little animal, he rubs gently. His soft and slightly hot skin seems to bring electric current. Yan Mo Chen instantly retreats. Lu Qingyan frowns suspiciously, but soon stretches out and falls asleep peacefully.

Yan Mo Chen looks down at his hand.

It seems that the soft touch just now is still on my hand

……

When Yan Mo Chen changed the towel twice, the doctor finally came back.

The doctor put the medicine box in his hand on the cabinet beside the bed and mixed the medicine skillfully. As for Mo Chen, he stood watching and saw the small needle pierce Lu Qingyan's skin, but he didn't notice that he frowned a little.

However, at this time, the mobile phone rang, Yan Mo Chen took out the mobile phone in his pocket, looked at it, and went to the bedroom door to pick it up.

"Mr. Yan." Shen Bei's voice is a rare relaxation, "the doctor said, Miss Wen's new treatment plan has been determined. And they will try their best to make Miss Wen recover. Although the chance of success is only 30%, it is also hope that you can rest assured this time. "

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