Tang Qing's fever has subsided, but it may be because of yesterday's stimulation, his spirit and face look very bad.

The doctor came to have a look at the wound on her hand. Although the treatment was timely and the wound did not become inflamed, the night passed because of her poor physical fitness, and the wound was still slightly bleeding.

The hemostatic cotton wrapped in her palm had absorbed blood all night. When she was taken off, the heavy feeling was a bit shocking.

Xiao Fengting stood by the window smoking, watching the doctor carefully treat the wound for Tang Qing. When she woke up, she was very weak, and had no expression at the moment. Leaning against the head of the bed, her eyes fell on her palms. Because her skin was too white, her clear eyelashes looked transparent in the sun.

Very haggard, also very fragile, as if in the air the next second will be scattered in general.

This imagination made him move slightly. He squinted and looked at Tang Qing's bloodless face.

"Timely dressing, wound scab off before can not touch water, want to wound quickly good words, you can eat more good for wound healing food, such as crucian carp soup."

Outside the door, the doctor ordered carefully. Xiao Fengting nodded and asked, "how does she have a fever?"

"It may be that the wound is too deep and there is inflammation. After dinner, we can hang a bottle of water. It is probably no problem."

Xiao Fengting answered and asked the family doctor to go out.

The family doctor of the Xiao family is the private doctor of the Xiao family, and is generally not responsible for the physical condition of people outside the Xiao family.

When he left, the doctor took a look at Xiao Fengting's face. He had already walked into the room without any clue.

He thought of Xiao Fengting's hoarse and cold voice last night. He didn't know that Xiao Fengting had a real estate here. When he saw the woman who was unconscious in his arms, he vaguely realized that he had discovered some of his secrets.

Just like this villa that no one has ever found, this is also the secret that Xiao Fengting is not humane.

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Xiao Fengting asked her, "what else is wrong?"

She shook her head.

There was no memory of her fever at all, but when she woke up, her muscles were sore and told her that she had a disease last night.

She looked up again and looked out of the window.

A sunny morning.

The world won't be changed because of anyone's sadness. Her world is full of clouds and flowers are blooming outside the window.

After all, she is not the heroine, and the sky will rain for her when she is sad.

Tang Qing said softly, "I'll wait, can I go out and sit down?"

Xiao Fengting looked at her and said, "it can be. But you have to finish your meal first. "

Tang Qing pursed his lips and swallowed the sentence "I don't want to eat."

On the sofa downstairs, Xiao Fengting hugged her and fed her porridge.

He whispered rambling coax: "another drink, you just drink a little, do not eat the wound will not be good."

"No more." She seemed a little fidgety, avoiding the spoon in his hand. "I can't eat it."

"You're sick. You can't eat."

"I really can't eat any more." She lowered her head, her voice choked, as if she were aggrieved. After illness, people also seem to become particularly vulnerable, a little dissatisfied with tears.

She did not want to cry, but did not know why, tears can not help falling down.