"If I don't come back, will you sleep on the ground all night?"

Man's voice is a little cold, blame is more cherish.

"Third brother, I'm wrong. I'm so cold." the dim sleep eyes opened and closed. The plain face was weak, and Kong Bin's face suddenly changed. "Are you ill?"

"San Ge, I'm cold..." vaguely called out. She seemed to feel that she was carried to a soft bed by San Ge. A pair of big hands gently placed on his forehead was to test his temperature.

Touching her hot forehead, kongbin helped the little girl cover the quilt and called out: "Brother Yun, I have an urgent matter to find you... No one knows how many elder brothers he came back to China. He had handled all the things and asked them to come out to meet.

Now it seems that he can't cover his return.

Song Qingyun was surprised to hear from Kong bin. He said that he was ill. Now he lives in the beautiful scenery of Dihao. Before he could ask, he came here with a medicine box.

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"third, when did you go back to China? Why didn't you give a notice in advance? Did Lao Mo and Yi Lin know that?" Song Qingyun asked as he walked upstairs.

"Let's not talk about it. Come and have a look. The fever is high." Before Song Qingyun came, he had given Suqiao some antipyretics, but it didn't work.

Song Qingyun enters the upstairs bedroom with Kong Laosan in a hurry, and recognizes Suqiao with a pure face at a glance. These days, he can be willing to chase their reality show. He also looks at it with two eyes, and remembers Suqiao's appearance.

"Third, what's the matter? Isn't the beauty you said on the phone her?"

Song Qingyun has always been polite, Wen Wenhe and, but to see Kong Laosan Laoniu eating tender grass, but also such a pure little girl, there is some excitement.

"Don't talk nonsense. Can you see a doctor first?" Kong Bin's face turned red and his neck was thick. He was anxious like an ant on the hot pot.

Since he brought the little girl home five years ago, he has been holding her like a treasure, never willing to let her suffer a little grievance. Now he looks at her high fever and nonsense, and his heart is like ten thousand needles.

"Don't worry, I'll see." The electronic thermometer helped the little girl take her temperature.

"It's a high fever at thirty-eight degrees nine. I'll take a antipyretic sticker for you. You stick it on first, and then take some antipyretic medicine to try. If the situation still hasn't improved, I'll send someone to send me some liquid to give you some drops of antipyretic." Song Qingyun explained.

"You don't talk nonsense, one step in place quickly let her burn back, and then burn down the brain will burn." Kong Lao was scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Don't worry, the common cold and fever will soon get better." Song Qingyun appeases Kong Laosan's mood and takes the antipyretic medicine at the same time.

"Don't be surprised. Pour a glass of water."

"Oh." Later, in response, Kong hurried to pour the water and brought back a cup of warm water.

"Give her the medicine and put the antipyretic on it. I will not leave until the situation is stable." Then he patted Kong San on the shoulder. "I'll stay downstairs for a while."

"Good!"

Looking at Song Qingyun's back when he walked out of the bedroom, Kong Laosan quickly regained his mind and gently helped Suqiao, who had been talking nonsense, to feed her the antipyretic medicine with great effort. Then he stuck a antipyretic sticker on her forehead and kept it by the bed.