C181 Young Master Ye's maid 103

"Don't, it's so itchy there, don't... "Hmm, it's itchy …" Her soft voice was coquettish and coquettish. It was likely that when a normal man heard this, his bones would go soft.

Even if Ye Xiao was determined, he still resisted the urge to pounce on her and fiercely said, "Don't call me that again, or I'll kill you!"

She was truly wronged, but it was a sweet injustice that she had to endure.

Xia Yihan closed her eyes, biting her lips in order to restrain her voice. He was rubbing her waist as if it were a vital part of her. She felt itchy, emotional, and hot all over her body. She really wanted to let out a groan.

She tried her best to hold it in, so much so that her face turned red. When his big hand reached her waist, she really couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Sorry, it's too itchy. I can't hold it in." Xia Yihan said in a low voice with an embarrassed expression.

He knew he wanted her, so she definitely wouldn't resist. However, this woman's legs were already cramping, so he didn't want to be too brutal.

"Over!" Don't make that sound again. " he ordered stiffly.

"Alright!" She quickly responded and flipped over. Her actions were so fast that even she herself was surprised.

Ye Mo took a few deep breaths before he managed to suppress the heat on his entire body.

But when his hand touched her silky waist again, his body tensed involuntarily.

"Wait a moment."

Without waiting for a response, he went to the closet for a change of clothes and hurried to the bathroom.

Xia Yihan stared blankly at the closed door in the corner of his bedroom, feeling a warm feeling of gratitude. She was a woman he had traded with. He could force her to act without thinking about her feelings. But he didn't do it. Not only that, he even personally rubbed her meridian oil and massaged her.

This person, no matter how cold he looked, his heart was truly very, very soft.

Ye Mo, what can I do for you?

He had showered for a long time and the extremely tired Xia Yihan was really too tired, so she actually fell asleep absentmindedly.

By the time she felt warm hands on her again, massaging her body, she didn't have the strength to open her eyes.

In a kind of happiness that warmed to the bottom of her heart, she felt an unprecedented amount of gentleness and care. She didn't even feel cold in her dreams.

That night, Xia Yihan had an exceptionally sweet dream. Ye Mo was leaning on a tall parasol tree, while she was lying on his lap. Their two children, a boy and a girl, were chasing each other and playing nearby. It was as if all the suffering of the past twenty years had become a thing of the past. There was no longer sadness in her life, no longer endless patience, only softness and sweetness.

She did not know that her dreams were so beautiful because his warm body was embracing hers.

Ye Mo didn't lie down for long. He just hugged her for a while and saw that she was sleeping soundly. Then, he got up and went to look for Fu Fengyi.

Fu Fengyi did not sleep at all, and in the latter half of the night, his body temperature began to rise. Ye Mo was going to call the doctor over, but Fu Fengyi refused to let him go, saying that she had to endure it.

No matter what Ye Mo said, she refused to give in. In the past, he had forcefully found a doctor and hung the bottle on it. Fu Fengyi had pulled it off herself, and that time, her hand was injured and the blood vessels on the back of her hand had been cut open. Due to that lesson, Ye Mo did not force her to take a look.

Whenever she was stubborn, he would sit by the bed and work patiently until he could talk her out of it and receive treatment.

Even until dawn, Fu Fengyi refused to let anyone see her. Her forehead was already boiling hot, and even her nose was burning.

Ye Mo paced back and forth in the room. Fu Fengyi closed her eyes and refused to cooperate.

"Mom, it's fine if you don't need an injection. Can you let me cold compress it for you?" Fu Fengyi shook his head as Ye Mo coaxed her in a low voice.

"Then have some water? I'll get you some hot water and a little less. "

Fu Fengyi still shook his head.

Ye Mo came out of his mother's room and called the steward, telling him to stand by and wait.

"Do you have any way to cool it down? She won't let me. " Ye Mo asked the steward.

"Mr. Ye, who else can persuade her? With such a high fever, there's no other choice but to heal. Even if she was willing to use the cold compress, the effect would still be limited. "

While the two were discussing, the butler's headset sent in a request to the security guard at the entrance, "Director Ye is here. The car is at the door."

Ye Mo's first thought was to not let him in, but when he thought about his mother's situation, he hesitated for a moment and said to the butler, "Let him wait."

With that, he went into the room and said to his mother in a provocative tone, "Director Ye is here. He probably wants to see you. I want him to go back immediately."

Fu Fengyi, who had her eyes closed the entire time, frowned when she heard the words "Director Ye". She opened her eyes as Ye Mo had expected and told him, "Tell him to come in."

Ye Mo let out a sigh of relief, but his expression was still very serious. He put on a negotiating expression and said very seriously, "I can let him come in and take care of you here, but I have a condition that you must follow the treatment I arranged for you. Otherwise, I will not let him in my house for the rest of my life."

Fu Fengyi let out a long sigh. Allowing the father and son to get along was her long-cherished wish for many years. Although it was sometimes contradictory, she still didn't want to see them always being so tit for tat.

"Let him in!" she said weakly.

Ye Mo raised his voice and said to the steward, "Tell the security guards to let Director Ye's car pass. Also, invite the two doctors over immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

Hearing that Ye Haoran had come early in the morning, Fu Fengyi looked excited. Ye Mo knew that for so many years, his mother still loved the man that lost their child, just like how he would occasionally care about that man.

After a while, Ye Haoran entered the main house. The steward respectfully greeted Director Ye and led him to Fu Fengyi's bedroom.

"Feng Yi, how are you?" As soon as Ye Haoran entered the door, he rushed towards Fu Fengyi.

Last night, when he heard that her voice was off, he had been worried, so he had rushed over to the villa before dawn.

At this time, Fu Fengyi's face had already turned red and her breathing became much faster than usual. Ye Haoran sat down on the edge of her bed and touched her forehead with his big hand as he frowned and asked her: "What are you doing? If you have a fever, why don't you look at it? Let's go, I'll send you to the hospital right now. "

"No need, I have a doctor in my villa." Ye Mo coldly said.

Ye Haoran then looked at his son, pursing his lips but didn't say anything. He looked at Fu Fengyi again and asked anxiously: "There's a doctor, why aren't you looking at him, and you're making life difficult for yourself? "Listen to me and have Merle arrange for a doctor to show you."

Ye Mo walked a few steps towards the bed and looked at Ye Haoran coldly. He mocked, "Didn't she listen to you? That's why she acted like this."

Ye Haoran frowned. His hands were trembling slightly. Fu Fengyi shook her head and told him not to argue with Ye Mo.

"Mo'er, go out. I have something to say to your father. When the doctor comes, just tell him to come in directly."

Fu Fengyi finally agreed to see a doctor. Ye Mo knew that it had something to do with Director Ye. Although he didn't want to see Fu Fengyi here, for his mother's sake, he still forcefully suppressed his anger and opened the door.

After Ye Mo left, Fu Fengyi advised Ye Haoran softly, "Don't you dislike it here, it there. The more you criticize him, the worse your relationship with him will become. "

As long as Ye Haoran thought of Ye Mo's mansion, he would feel angry. There was a doctor, a housekeeper, and even a female servant.

"Do you think it's proper to look at him? Wasn't such a large villa a waste of resources? You even intentionally told me that there's a doctor here! "

"Enough. Stop talking. If you really want me to hurry up, then you have to endure it. I don't want to see you guys like this anymore." Fu Fengyi had a serious expression. When he was excited, he was slightly out of breath.

Ye Haoran quickly patted her back and agreed with a sigh: "Okay, I promise you. Go and take a good look at the patient."

Ye-Mo stood in the corridor, leaning against the wall, smoking, and waiting for the doctor to arrive.

"Mr. Ye, we're here!" Not long after, the two doctors arrived together, followed by a nurse.

"Come in with me."

The doctor told the nurse to take Fu Fengyi's temperature, look at her tonsils, and listen to her lungs with her stethoscope. The Chinese medicine then gave her a pulse and asked her some questions. Afterwards, the two of them each gave out a treatment method that did not conflict with each other.

Her body temperature had already reached 39.5 degrees Celsius, so the Western medicine was the first to prescribe the antipyretic. The treatment was handed over to Doctor Hao.

Fu Fengyi took the antipyretic and the doctors and nurses left as well. No one in the family spoke a word.

"Merle, you should sit down and talk to your father. Stand there and watch." Fu Fengyi broke the silence.

Ye Haoran looked at Fu Fengyi and thought to himself, you see, it's not that I'm ignoring him, it's that he's ignoring me.

Fu Fengyi looked at Ye Haoran with a resentful gaze. He was implying that Ye Haoran would ignore him. Could you not take the initiative?

Ye Haoran cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice: "Are you looking for someone to investigate Yu Hongtao's matter? And his daughter, Yu Shanshan, is also locked up. Does it have something to do with you? "

"So what if they are? Do you still want to protect them?" Ye Mo asked mockingly.

He knew that Ye Haoran would never cover up for anyone, he was always upright, yet he still intentionally angered him. Ye Haoran looked at Fu Fengyi again, took a deep breath and slowly said: "He really did something, I will not shield him."