Coming out of the bathroom, he changed into a cool Beige housecoat and wrapped in a thick nightgown.

While wiping his short hair, he opened the door and walked downstairs. "Uncle Wang, bring me the medicine box."

Listen to the man's call, sitting on the bed fragmentary read Mu Qiqi heart a tremor.

Is he hurt?

Wasn't it OK just now?

Without thinking about it, she got out of bed in a hurry and ran out with her slippers.

Open the door, someone is sneezing and standing in the center of the spiral staircase, because of sneezing, have to stop.

"Are you sick?"

the first reaction of Mu Qiqi was his sneezing.

Then, naturally, he walked down the stairs and naturally extended his hand to his wet forehead.

The warm little hand tried the temperature on his forehead, and then gently pressed it on his forehead.

Come back and forth like this three times, pure small face Dai eyebrow tight frown, "you have a fever."

Mo yanjue not only sneezed repeatedly, but also was very cold. Subconsciously, he wrapped up his white nightgown and said, "I have asked Wang Bo to take the medicine."

"Then go back to your room and I'll go down and have a look." Mu Qiqi didn't know why he was so nervous. He pushed him on his shoulder and then ran down the stairs.

Looking at the small woman's back in a hurry, Mo yanjue's miserable face showed a trace of pale smile.

Then he wrapped up his robe and walked up the stairs.

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when Mu Qiqi returned to Mo yanjue's room with his medicine box.

The people in the bed were huddled up in the bed.

The tall and burly body now became this pair of appearance, Mu Qiqi stood by the bed, the heart unexpectedly unconsciously pulled out the pain.

But soon she regained consciousness.

The most important thing at this time is his condition.

She quickly put the white medicine box on the bedside table. Trembling hands, she took out the electronic thermometer from it, gently put it on his clean forehead and pressed the button.

When the electronic thermometer showed a small number, Muqiqi was scared and her face turned white.

Thirty nine degrees eight?

Isn't that going to burn your brain?

In her consciousness, the body temperature higher than 39 degrees will kill people!

So she didn't care about the murmur of the people on the bed and rushed out of the room.

Wang Bo has been waiting outside the door, Muqiqi suddenly rushed out without warning, two people almost hit each other.

"Miss mu, how is the young master?" Wang Bo helped the wall in time to stand firm and asked.

Mu Qiqi looked very flustered and almost fell down. Fortunately, Wang Bo helped her.

"Wang Bo, Mr. Mo has a high fever of 39.8 degrees. Shall we call 120?"

Wang Bo's mouth blows, 120?

High fever all want to hit 120, that hospital's emergency center is not busy to death.

He calmed down his mind. "Miss mu, don't panic. You should take some antipyretic for the young master first. I'll call the family doctor right now. I should be there soon."

Mu qiqiyi Leng, and then realized that what he had just said was silly.

Yes, he has so much money. How can he go to the hospital in person?

"That's OK. Then you can call quickly. I'll give him antipyretic first." Even if they are relieved, but before the family hospital comes, they can't take it lightly. If Mo yanjue really burns his brain, isn't that little star more pitiful?

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