Nanrong Huai'an's face is heavy, because the heat on Feng Sufei is not ordinary, it's a very hot temperature, and maybe it's not just a fever.

Nanrong Huai'an's heart trembled. Now it's not in Nanrong family.

If he is in Nanrong family, he can directly call the hospital expert team of Nanrong family to treat Feng Sufei.

But now it's in Biancheng. It's too late to come and go.

He must now take Feng Sufi to the surrounding hospital.

Nanrong Huai'an anxiously shouts Feng Sufei, "Sufei, wake up, wake up..."

Huaian is called fengsufei in the south, and fengsufei doesn't wake up.

It's not enough for the south to accommodate Huai'an's urgency, but it's reluctant to shout or fight.

He could only sigh and kiss Feng Sufei's lips with a low head. He was very hard, and his teeth were biting her lips gently.

Feng Sufei has a sense of suffocation, a slight pain in her lips, and she also feels a strong familiar breath. She slowly opens her eyes.

As soon as Feng Sufei opens, she looks worried and distressed at Shangnan Rong Huai'an.

They were so close, she saw the emotions in her eyes so clearly.

Feng Sufei is in a trance, but she thinks the moment of Nanrong Huai'an is real.

Feng Sufei at this time, just opened his eyes, just like the newborn baby, hazy and lovely.

Nanrong Huai'an looks at Feng Sufei like this, his heart is very soft, but the mood in his eyes is true.

He was worried about Feng Sufei's health. She had such a fever.

"Sophie, you're awake at last."

When Nan Rong Huai'an spoke, his tone was with a sigh.

Nanrong Huai'an feels that Feng Sufei's eyes are the most beautiful. Every time she opens her eyes to see you, her heart will be drunk.

So others won't know how hard his heart felt just when Nanrong Huai'an watched Feng Sufei sleep and closed his eyes.

"Huai'an What's wrong with me? "

Feng Sufei hasn't fully recovered, so the tone of voice and the attitude of dependence towards Nanrong Huai'an are instinctive feelings that she naturally made.

Nanrong Huai'an's heart was shaking fiercely. He was drunk badly. "Darling, you have a fever. I'll take you to the hospital."

"Fever?"

Feng Sufei reached out to touch his forehead, only to find that he could not use his strength.

Nanrong Huai'an holds Feng Sufei's hand and puts it on her forehead. "Your hand is hot, and you can't touch it. I use my hand, and you can feel the temperature change. Listen, I'll take you to the hospital."

With that, Nanrong Huai'an picks up the clothes next to her and changes them for Feng Sufei.

Feng Sufei blinked, looked around, and realized what happened yesterday and what happened last night.

She may be blowing the cold wind, and she has a fever.

She stared at Nanrong Huai'an. He dressed her carefully. His eyes were as gentle as water and his movements were as gentle and careful as if they had never changed.

It's like she's been making trouble.

This meeting, Feng Sufei does not have much strength, the mood also slowly calms down, is not the same as yesterday.

Maybe she can be calmer.

Feng Sufei won't let Nan Rong Huai'an change his clothes.

"Sophie, are you shy between us?"

Feng Sufei always feels different. Changing clothes is not the same as the previous intimate love.

Feng Sufei sipped her lips and said: "I I'll do it myself. "