"Xiao Zhan, you can't act so rashly, I have picked up the gift, don't throw it away, it will be good if you exchange it for some money!"

A lamp was lit at the head of the bed. Through the light, she could see the man sleeping with his eyes closed.

Mu Nuanzhou walked in softly and placed the gift back on the chest of drawers, "Regardless of whether you're listening or not, I hope you won't throw it away. I finally got it back with great difficulty."

Even after she said this, the man still did not have any reaction.

Mu Nuanzhou concluded that he did not want to bother with her.

As he turned around, he accidentally touched Xiao Zhan's hand that was outside the blanket, which was powerlessly hanging on the ground. It was only then that Mu Nuanzhou realized that something was wrong with him.

"Xiao Zhan?" She stopped, stood by the bed, and gave a tentative cry.

"Are you pretending to be asleep? I …" "I don't care about you anymore. I'm leaving." No one responded.

She touched his arm, even through the thick bathrobe, she could feel the heat coming from his body, and when Mu Nuanzhou touched his hand, his heart immediately skipped a beat.

"Why is it so hot?" When she was near, she noticed that his face was unusually red. She had worked in the hospital before and followed beside Fu Liangchuan.

She suddenly felt guilty. She didn't notice it before and even allowed him to wear so little. She got off the bed and blew on the window for a while.

"Hey, Xiao Zhan, wake up! Wake up! " Mu Nuanzhou tried to wake him up, but to no avail.

She was looking for someone to help, and it occurred to her that there wasn't a single servant here today.

"Aiya! "Why is it that when I need someone's help, they're not even here? Where did they go?" Seeing that Xiao Zhan was unconscious, she came to a sudden realization and looked around. Seeing the phone number in his room, she immediately jumped in joy and dialed a number.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Dr. Fu, it's me, Mu Nuanzhou."

Fu Liangchuan sat in his office and frowned slightly. Mu Nuanzhou? "What's the matter?"

Why did she think of calling him? Such a rare sight!

"That... I'm at Xiao Zhan's house, he's in a coma due to a high fever, can I trouble you to hurry up and send him to the hospital? " As Mu Nuanzhou made a phone call, he observed the condition of the man on the bed and tried to cut to the chase.

"Ah Pang fainted from fever?" Although Fu Liangchuan really wanted to ask why she was at Xiao Zhan's house, he knew that this was not the time to be concerned with this. He directly told Mu Nuanzhou: "It's not a small matter to be in a coma due to fever.

Ah!" Doctor Fu, I... I can't do it! "Hey, hey!" Mu Wanzhou wanted to refuse, but the call was cut off.

She held the phone in her arms. The joy from when she called for help was instantly gone. All that was left was melancholy.

Let her clean his body?

"No!" No! Men and women shouldn't get too close, it's better to wait for Dr. Fu to come over and let him wipe them. " Mu Nuanzhou looked at Xiao Zhan, but was still unable to overcome this hurdle in his heart.

"But, Dr. Fu said that being unconscious is no small matter. If I don't clean his body and delay his condition, what if he gets burnt silly?"

Mu Nuanzhou frowned. She bit her lower lip and began to struggle.

What to do? Wipe or not to wipe.

"Forget it, saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Saving the dead and helping the wounded can't be a big deal." In the end, Mu Nuanzhou decided to follow Fu Liangchuan's instructions. She swiftly ran out to find a towel, filled it with water and brought it back to the bed.

Then he lifted the blanket, his face and ears flushed, and with trembling hands he untied his bathrobe …