Chapter 70

"Young master... Why are you ill..." When housekeeper Zhou saw that the two young masters were only wearing pants, with a quilt corner on their stomach and a towel on their forehead, he knew that they had a fever.

"Warm water?" When Li Jingxi heard the sound and saw housekeeper Zhou coming empty handed, he looked at it with a cold eye and was so frightened that housekeeper Zhou said repeatedly, "right away, right away!"

In the room, the atmosphere was very depressed because of two small patients.

The dim wall lamp sent out a warm halo, which did not illuminate everything here brightly, but housekeeper Zhou still stared nervously at the two small steamed buns on the bed.

I'm still alive during the day. How can I say I'm sick!

"Young master, should we call a doctor?" Housekeeper Zhou suddenly remembered that he should call a doctor when he was ill. He was in a hurry here. Don't delay the young master's illness.

With this reminder, Li Jingxi suddenly realized that he always felt he should do something, but he just couldn't remember what to do.

I called the doctor!

It's just that he hasn't been ill for too long. Even his family doctor is forgetting what he looks like.

"Come on! Go and call... The doctor!" Li Jingxi suddenly found that he had forgotten his family doctor's last name.

"Dr. Zhuang, Dr. Zhuang." Housekeeper Zhou kindly reminded.

"Go!" Li Jingxi is a little angry. When is it? Who cares what his last name is!

Zhou Jiaguan trembled to make a phone call. At this time, the maid brought up the warm water.

Fan Yiyi quickly dried a hot towel and began to wipe the palms, soles of feet and armpits of fan Yuran, who was the most burned.

Such a scene... So familiar!

Li Jingxi was dizzy for a moment. Under the dim light, he seemed to see that he was ill when he was a child. His mother took care of him so much

Once thought that the lost memory, instantly rushed back to the brain, forming a clear picture in front of us.

Fan Yiyi's anxiety and carefulness, like her mother in those years, made Li Jingxi feel warm and miss the good times even more.

Fan Yuran was wiped by fan Yiyi. The temperature on his body dropped a lot. The round meat steamed stuffed bun face was not as red as before. It seemed that he slept quietly.

Li Jingxi felt warm and looked at his son. It seemed that the woman's method was still of some use.

No wonder my mother would wipe them when I and my sister were ill. It seems that it can really help cool down.

Thinking, he subconsciously went to the basin, picked up another towel, wrung it dry, imitated fan Yiyi's appearance and wiped it for fan Aoran.

Fan Yiyi gently put down fan Yuran who had just fallen asleep. As soon as she looked up, she saw that Li Jingxi was also in the battle himself.

Housekeeper Zhou, who just got back from the phone call, just saw these, which stunned him. His young master

Not to mention being the president now, when he and the eldest lady were down in the past, the eldest lady didn't let him do any housework.

Now, young master, he went to take care of a child himself!

Although the child was his own son, he was also very valuable, but he didn't have to do it himself because there were so many servants at home.

Fan Yiyi is also very nervous. She is afraid that this clumsy guy will help more and more.

She dare not let her baby son be a white mouse to practice for him!

He was worried and suddenly found that the places he had wiped for fan Aoran were all red.

"What are you doing so hard!" Fan Yiyi grabbed the towel in Li Jingxi's hand, but found that the towel was cold and he was still using it!

He was speechless with anger. Fan Yiyi was too weak and tired to be angry with this guy.

He glared at him, took the towel and put it back into the warm water.

Li Jingxi was feeling the magical feeling of taking care of children. Suddenly his hands were empty and looked up again. He saw fan Yiyi staring at himself fiercely.

"Look at what you've done!" Li Jingxi was about to blame fan Yiyi. Fan Yiyi's words of accountability were thrown over.

Li Jingxi choked. Following fan Yiyi's eyes, he saw that he had done too much just now. Fan's proud and tender skin was rubbed red by him.

My heart suddenly hurt, and the newly raised anger disappeared.

"I... I didn't mean it." Li Jingxi now has only guilt and remorse.

Housekeeper Zhou almost lost his chin.

His young master... What did he say just now? Apologize... Right? Did he hear right? He's really apologizing?!

The atmosphere is very quiet. Li Jingxi doesn't dare to try again easily. He can't bear to hurt his baby son again!

In the big room, only fan Yiyi changed towels back and forth tirelessly to cool fan Aoran physically.

Housekeeper Zhou saw that his young masters were cautious. He was even more atmospheric and dared not go out. He stood quietly waiting.

"Uncle Zhou, doctor Zhuang is here." I don't know how long later, a maid came from the door with a very low voice.

"Young master..." housekeeper Zhou raised his breath and asked if doctor Zhuang could enter the young master's room.

"Let him in!" Li Jingxi's voice was low and could not hear any emotion.

Fan Yiyi subconsciously looked up at the man, the tone and intonation... Seemed to know each other.

It seems that this man has been in this tone since they first came into contact.

It seems that he is also a person who can hide his emotions.

She remembered that psychologists analyzed that people with cold and arrogant appearance may have a hot heart, or they may arm themselves in this way because of their inner vulnerability and fear of being hurt.

Look at him... It's estimated that the second possibility is more likely. After all, housekeeper Zhou said about his family. He lost his parents since childhood and has a strong sense of self-protection.

Knowing the reason, fan Yiyi felt a little pitiful and distressed when she looked at his arrogance and lack of smoking.

Just when she was stunned, she saw a middle-aged man coming in from the door.

The man is tall but plain, but his temperament is very gentle and makes people feel close.

"Hello, Mr. Li." As soon as Dr. Zhuang came in, he looked charitable. When he saw Li Jingxi, he greeted him in an unassuming manner.

Li Jingxi just nodded. Compared with the air conditioner released just now, he converged a lot.

It seems that the doctor is also a doctor with good medical ethics and skills. Otherwise, he will not be polite to Li Jingxi with his attitude towards others.

"Dr. Zhuang, our young master... Has a fever. Please show me." The next housekeeper Zhou said to doctor Zhuang softly and carefully.

Dr. Zhuang looked into the bed and could still see clearly through the weak light. The two meat dumplings on the bed looked like Li Jingxi.