The scorching temperature made Diao Ranran so frightened that she hurriedly retracted her hand, she didn't expect that in her daze, Zhan Xingchuan actually started a fever.

His face was unusually red, and not only that, but his mouth was also dry, and from time to time he let out a few muttered mutters, as if he was having a nightmare and talking nonsense.

She hurriedly rummaged through the bedside drawer to find the small medicine box, picked up the thermometer and measured him.

Sure enough, it was close to thirty-nine degrees, and it was indeed a fever.

After living together for so long, this is the first time that Zhan Xingchuan has had a headache and brain fever, his physique has always been very good, and several times the flu has not hit him. Therefore, Diao Ranran has always foolishly thought that he is simply a person who cannot have a fever and a cold.

Unexpectedly, this illness is menacing.

She gently pushed Zhan Xingchuan's body, trying to wake him up, because he kept making sounds, but she couldn't understand what he was saying.

He didn't wake up.

Diao Ranran increased his strength again, but it was still in vain, Zhan Xingchuan lying on the bed had his eyes closed, his lips were chapped, his cheeks were red, his forehead was sweating, and his mouth made strange sounds from time to time, which looked very terrifying.

She was a little scared, thought about it, and went out to find Zhan Liyang and his wife.

After listening to Diao Ranran's description, Zhan Liyang and Wang Jingshu were a little surprised, and the two of them hurriedly went upstairs.

"Liyang, don't go in, if it's a cold, it will be bad if it infects you. Ran Ran and I went to see it first. ”

Walking to the door of the bedroom, Wang Jingshu grabbed Zhan Liyang and whispered.

He nodded, stopped, and stood in the hallway, constantly looking inside the door, also worried about his son.

After Wang Jingshu checked the situation in Zhan Xingchuan, her face looked quite bad.

She was originally a person who believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, and Diao Ranran insisted on going to sweep the tomb today, two things were thought of, Wang Jingshu decided that Zhan Xingchuan was contaminated by something unclean, and he was evil.

For this statement, of course, Diao Ranran is not happy with a hundred or a thousand.

"We went to worship my mother today, and we didn't go to the rest of the places, Mom, do you mean, it's because we went to worship my mother, so Xingchuan was entangled in something?"

Although she didn't dare to claim that she was a complete atheist, she couldn't completely agree with what Wang Jingshu had just said.

Seeing Diao Ranran's displeasure, Wang Jingshu had no choice but to put away her previous sharp tone, slowed down her tone, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk about that, I'll go downstairs to call first, and ask a familiar doctor friend to come over." The way he is now, it's not suitable to go out and toss anymore, there are so many patients in the hospital, there are more bacteria, it's better to rest at home. ”

After speaking, Wang Jingshu walked straight out of the bedroom.

Although she can understand that she cares about her son, Diao Ranran still has a feeling of blockage.

She glanced back at Zhan Xingchuan, and it seemed that his condition was indeed not good, and it did seem to be slightly different from the ordinary fever. Could it be that he really ran into an evil spirit in the cemetery? She couldn't help but be suspicious, and then she thought that he had even seen the real Diao Ranran, and the uneasiness in her heart grew even more.

Wang Jingshu's movements were very fast, she called her friends, and then instructed Uncle He, Uncle Zhao and others to boil water, and the family suddenly became busy.

It seems that because of Zhan Xingchuan's illness, she has quietly regained the momentum of the hostess she used to be.

It can be seen that Wang Jingshu enjoys this feeling very much.

Diao Ranran stood quietly in the corridor on the second floor, not blocking her mother-in-law's orders, and she didn't have any special feelings about it, anyway, this is not her home, and there is no zài and mother-in-law competing for the status of hostess. She just lived here with Zhan Xingchuan for a few days as a daughter-in-law, in the final analysis, just to comfort her father-in-law who was about to come to the end of his life.

"Your mother-in-law is such a person, if she says something serious, don't take it to heart. ”

Zhan Liyang walked over quietly, stood beside Diao Ranran, and said softly.

They were all standing on the second floor, and as soon as they looked down, they could see Wang Jingshu standing on the first floor, directing the servants at home, doing this and that.

She asked people to re-disinfect the house, and she also planned to invite a feng shui gentleman she knew before to come over to the house to have a look, and it seemed that Zhan Xingchuan's fever was because he went to the cemetery today and brought back something that he couldn't see or touch.

"No, I know she cares about her children too. ”

Diao Ranran smiled, turned his face away, and shook his head at Zhan Liyang.

She thought that after Zhan Liyang said these words, it was time to leave. Unexpectedly, he reached out on the handrail of the stairs, looked down, and said with emotion: "When I was young, I always thought that I could follow my wishes and marry a gentle and virtuous wife. It's a pity that Jingshu's character is too strong, in fact, there is nothing wrong with her, the fault is that we don't love each other enough. Now, I don't have many days left, and I really hope that if I am not there one day, she will find someone who is really good to her. After all, the children have grown up, and you all have your own lives......"

Listening to Zhan Liyang's words, Diao Ranran was stunned.

These few sentences may seem prosaic, but the amount of information contained in them is too great.

As a daughter-in-law, she even has a feeling that she doesn't know how to take it.

Fortunately, before she could speak, the doctor arrived, and the conversation between Zhan Liyang and Diao Ranran came to an end immediately, and they went up to meet her and asked the doctor to check on Zhan Xingchuan's condition.

After some examination, he determined that it was a fever and needed to be hung with water.

"But why didn't he wake up?"

Wang Jingshu thought in her heart that he was evil, but because of Diao Ranran's presence, she didn't dare to mention it again.

"It's okay to get a little more sleep, don't worry, it's nothing. If he had woken up, it might have been even more uncomfortable. When the fever subsided, I woke up naturally. By the way, his lips are cracked, so it's better to dip a cotton swab in water and apply it to him every once in a while. ”

The doctor advised, and then went to prepare the medicine.

Diao Ranran took out a cotton swab from the small medicine box, sat on the edge of the bed and carefully wiped Zhan Xingchuan's lips.

Soon, one large, two and three small bottles of medicine hung at the head of the bed, and the potion was injected into his body bit by bit.

Zhan Liyang pulled Wang Jingshu out and said not to disturb his son's rest, they didn't help staying here. Although she was unwilling, she was still dragged out by her husband.

The door closed, and soon silence fell back in the bedroom.

At first, Zhan Xingchuan still twitched his hands and feet from time to time, and whispered a few times in his mouth, but after twenty minutes, probably because the effect of the medicine began to take effect, he gradually fell asleep and quieted down.

Diao Ranran diligently helped him paint his lips a few times, and seeing that his lips were no longer as dry and chapped as before, she put down her arm, which was already a little sore.

As soon as she helped him tuck the corners of the quilt, she heard him cry out in a low voice.

Although the voice was low and low, she could hear it clearly, he was shouting...... Wei.

A monosyllable, but Diao Ranran just understood.

Even when he was sick and delirious, he shouted Yu Youwei's name.

It's ironic.

Is this a true portrayal of his heart at the moment? He hopes that the person who is taking care of him by his side now is Yu Youwei.

Unfortunately not.

For a while, Diao Ranran couldn't cry or laugh. After all, she couldn't be angry with a sick man, who probably didn't even know he was talking in his sleep right now. But on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel sad for a while, she was his wife, and she was pregnant, but her mind was thinking of other women.

She was a little angry.

Throwing away the cotton swab in his hand, Diao Ranran stood up, intending to go out for a walk.

She walked out of the bedroom, and Wang Jingshu's voice was faintly heard downstairs, she was still enjoying the happiness of being high, and Zhan Liyang had already gone back to the bedroom to rest because of her lack of body, and at this moment, no one noticed her. Diao Ranran let out a sigh, looked left and right, and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a piano room.

The people of the Zhan family, in fact, no one can play the piano, she asked Zhan Xingchuan before, and the answer he gave was that preparing a piano room at home seemed to outsiders, it was an elegant thing, so as not to be laughed at, they were uneducated nouveau riche.

For this explanation, Diao Ranran felt quite funny.

Because of this, the people of the Zhan family rarely go in and out of the piano room, which is almost a forgotten corner. Even Uncle He, who has always been diligent, seems to rarely go there in normal times.

She stopped and stopped, and by the time she could react, she had already reached the door of the piano room.

Diao Ranran stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door of the piano room opened.

She looked inside, and it was empty, except for a piano that was ninety percent new. Sure enough, no one in the family could play, and no matter how expensive the instrument was, it became an ornament, placed in the room, and it was just dust.

Walking in, Diao Ranran stood in the middle of the piano room, slowly looking around.

It's so quiet that you feel suffocating.

She was sure that no one had been here for a long time, not even the servants had come to clean it, for the lid of the piano had even fallen a thin layer of dust.

Diao Ranran blew the ash on it and carefully lifted the lid.

The black and white keys were revealed, she stretched out her hand, pressed a few keys casually, and immediately there was a ding-dong sound.

When she was young, she used to learn a little bit of piano, but she couldn't stand the boredom and tedium of practicing, so she cried and said that she would never play again. Ran Tianze's love for her is close to doting, so naturally he doesn't force her. However, at this moment, she hoped that she could really sit down and play a good tune, at least to be able to make her mood calm and indifferent.

Just about to put the lid back down, suddenly, Diao Ranran saw that there seemed to be something on the white keys next to it.

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