Leng Shaoheng hugs Shen Qingqing tightly and allows her to rub her tears and nose against his shirt.

At this moment, the only thing he can do is to hold her and not speak.

Shen Qingqing won't listen to anything she says now.

If you say too much, it will only stimulate her more.

Hearing Shen Qingqing cry, Leng Shaoheng's heart is like a needle, but nothing can be done.

The servants were watching outside the ward, and they were worried when they heard the heartrending cry coming from inside.

Poor young master, alas How can this kind of tragedy happen in Leng's home?

Also don't know, if cold old man know little young master didn't save time, can hold.

Don't look at cold old man before to little young master ferocious, but in the heart after all is dote on.

It's all about being close to your grandson.

The little young master has an accident this time. Doesn't he want the old man's life?

The servants sighed and bowed their heads, feeling sad.

Shen Qingqing was tired of crying, her eyes were swollen, her voice was hoarse, and she had no strength.

"Wife, let's eat something. You haven't eaten all day." Cold Shaoheng see Shen Qingqing mood a little calm so a little bit, then quickly said, hope to be able to divert her attention.

Shen Qingqing shakes her head. She has no appetite now. She can't eat anything at all.

"Well behaved, would you like to eat something and accompany me?" Leng Shaoheng took Shen Qingqing's hand and put it on his forehead.

He still has a low fever, and his forehead is slightly hot.

Shen Qingqing's hands were cold, so he suddenly compared the high temperature of his forehead. His eyebrows frowned and said, "do you have a fever?"

Seeing Shen Qingqing's worry, Leng Shaoheng knows that he has diverted Shen Qingqing's attention from Mo Mo to him.

"Well, it's a high fever in the afternoon. I've had an injection to reduce the fever, and I've also had a drip, but it's burning again in the evening." Leng Shaoheng looks weak. In fact, he is really weak now, but he didn't show it in front of Shen Qingqing just now.

"How could that be?" Shen Qingqing touched Leng Shaoheng's forehead again, then touched her own forehead, making a comparison to make sure that he had a fever.

"Then call the doctor quickly. How can I have a low fever all the time?" Shen Qingqing is worried and frowns tightly. She is about to get up and go outside to find a doctor to show Leng Shaoheng what to do?

We can't let him have such a low fever all the time. A fever is very exhausting. What's more, he looks very weak now.

After all, when he came back from abroad, he never closed his eyes and searched for her and the children.

She was tired and occasionally had a little rest, but Leng Shaoheng didn't rest at all. She was searching for and rescuing her two children.

Even if you can stick to it by your will, how can your body stand it?

"The doctor has been here, and has prescribed antipyretic, waiting to eat after dinner, but I don't want to eat either." Leng Shaoheng frowned, "I have no appetite."

Now, it's Shen Qingqing's turn to persuade Leng Shaoheng.

"Do not eat how line, do not eat where there is resistance, not to mention you also have a fever, fever is most likely to consume people's physical strength."

"You have to eat when you eat, and drink the antipyretic after eating." Shen Qingqing's tone is very tough.

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