Chapter 1996

The boy's face turned pale, and then began to blush abnormally, apparently with a fever.

This is not the first time.

The boy took it for granted that his body was hot and cold. He bit his lower lip and groaned painfully in his sleep

An 18-9-year-old girl stood in front of him and looked at him. She frowned and held out her hand. She touched his forehead and her brow was deeper.

"I have a fever..."

The girl murmured to herself, looked at the little boy's wet clothes, sighed, and took off his clothes carefully

Then, he changed a set of dry clothes out of thin air and gave him a special antipyretic for children.

The sleeping boy could not swallow the medicine, but he seemed very thirsty and said in his sleep: "water..."

The girl fed him water and he couldn't wait to swallow it with the medicine.

Strange to say, it was very uncomfortable. Maybe it would burn to the next day. But after swallowing the pill, the boy's fever soon subsided and his body no longer trembled and groaned.

"You were so cute when you were a child..."

The girl gently stroked his face, soft and tender feel let her feel love, but eyes moved to the little boy's body full of scars, she could not help frowning.

"I don't know who it is. I can do anything to such a lovely little boy..."

The girl sighed and stood up gently. After observing the surroundings, she came up with a plug-in heater. With the existence of the heater, the temperature around the little boy rose slowly, and his body gradually warmed up

It's almost dawn.

The little boy's long, thick eyelashes quivered and opened his eyes

Then, it was a daze.

On him

How can there be a soft and warm blanket?

What's more, his clothes

It's obviously changed!

It's very similar to his original one, but it's obviously clean. There's no trace of him being scratched when he was chased down yesterday, and there's no trace of him getting wet and drying again after he was thrown into the swimming pool

The little boy's dark eyes flashed a little doubt and stood up. He looked at the hot stove nearby, frowned and looked at the door of the kiln

There's no sign of moving.

Moreover, he tried to open it and found that the door of the kiln was locked.

So, who gave them to him? Who changed his clothes and even took care of him all night?

The little boy was holding a dry towel that had just slipped down from his forehead when he woke up, and he lowered his eyelashes

How could anyone in Nangong family treat him so well? That woman can't. She wants him dead. It's impossible for her son. It's her son who locked him up here, while other servants

They sympathize with each other. For the sake of Nangong family's high salary, they dare not even talk to him. How can they sneak to Diyao and do so many things for him?

After all

Who would it be?

What's the purpose of doing this?

The little boy was lost in thought.

It's impossible for anyone to treat him well without any purpose

Even his own mother gave birth to him for money. When he could walk and talk, she took him directly to his own father and went abroad with the money.

Under the pressure of his elders, his own father left him. However, he was too busy and didn't care about his illegitimate son at all. He directly threw him to Nangong, who was obviously not good to him.