After Qiuyue called the troops, Sister-in-law Zhang also came over with a doctor. There is an infirmary in the compound www.biquge.info the pen "Fun", so the doctor came quickly.

After Qiu Yue and the doctor arrived at the bedroom, the doctor began to do a series of examinations on Zhao Feng.

Ever since Qiu Yue entered the door, Zhao Feng's eyes had been staring at her and had not left for a moment. He hadn't quite come out of that dream yet.

Qiu Yue saw Zhao Feng looking at her like this, she almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, this person really didn't know how to avoid it. It's a shame that outsiders and children are here.

The doctor was also amused in his heart, he had long heard that Chief Zhao and his wife had a good relationship. He really saw how good the couple's relationship was today. Head Zhao can't leave his daughter-in-law for a moment.

"Head Zhao just has fire inside, just send it out. I'll give you two fever-reducing injections, and you will be fine tomorrow after a few more doses. The doctor said to Zhao Feng with a smile.

After the doctor left, Qiu Yue also sent the three children away, she sat on the edge of the bed and pouted and looked at Zhao Feng and said, "It's really a shame, there are outsiders and children who don't know how to avoid it." ”

When Zhao Feng saw such a vivid autumn moon, he felt extremely down-to-earth.

"Lie down with me for a while," Zhao Feng said, taking her hand.

Who made him a patient now? Qiu Yue went to bed and was pulled into Zhao Feng's arms and hugged tightly.

Qiu Yue felt that Zhao Feng's illness this time came very suddenly, and his mood was not right. Did something happen?

"Brother Feng, is something wrong?" Qiu Yue asked. But she waited for a long time and didn't see Zhao Feng answer, turned her head to look, and fell asleep. It should be that the medicine I just took has a sleeping effect.

Qiu Yue saw that Zhao Feng was asleep, just like getting up, she had some other things to do today. But Zhao Feng hugged her tightly, and as soon as she struggled, the sleeping Zhao Feng frowned. Qiu Yue couldn't, so she had to sleep with him.

Lying in Zhao Feng's arms, Qiu Yue slowly fell asleep after a while. The couple slept at noon, and when they woke up, Qiu Yue touched Zhao Feng's forehead, it was not hot. She took another thermometer and measured it for him.

"It shouldn't be burning, your illness this time is really fierce." Qiu Yue said to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng knew the cause of this illness, it was the dream that was too real, but now he still has some lingering palpitations.

Qiu Yue took out the thermometer and looked at it. 37 degrees, no burning.

"It's not going to burn, but you still have to take the medicine, don't relapse. Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you" Qiu Yue put away the thermometer and put it in a drawer and said.

"Hand-rolled noodles," Zhao Feng said.

The first meal he ate was hand-rolled noodles. It was still his grandmother who was critically ill and he came home, and Qiuyue made it for him in the middle of the night.

When you're sick, as long as you have something you want to eat. This means that the illness is about to be cured.

"Okay, I'll do it for you." With that, Qiu Yue went out.

Zhao Feng lay on the bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling. He wondered why he had such strange and real dreams. That dream was like his other life.

"Dad, I'll accompany you," Qingtian pushed the door and came in.

Zhao Feng looked at his little padded jacket, pursed his lips and smiled, and stretched out his hand to beckon her over.

Qingtian walked to the bed, climbed on the bed again, nestled in Zhao Feng's arms and said: "The most afraid thing when you are sick is that there is no one to accompany you, you are very lonely, and you are also wronged, is it your father." ”

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows, a little bit does he know what loneliness is?

"Hmm"

"The last time I was sick............ "Qingtian began to talk about the last time, the last time, the last time she was sick.

Zhao Feng listened attentively, and occasionally asked a few questions, and the father and daughter chatted happily.

When Qiu Yue came in with food, Qingtian was giggling in Zhao Feng's arms.

"It's time to eat, go get a towel for Dad on a sunny day to wipe your hands," Qiu Yue said.

Qingtian got up and got out of bed, went to the bathroom to get a towel for Zhao Feng, Qiuyue looked at Zhao Feng playfully and said: "It is said that my daughter is my father's little lover in my father's last life, I think it is true." ”

Zhao Feng didn't know where Qiuyue came from, he took her hand and said, "I didn't have a lover in my last life, only you"

Qiu Yue felt that this person's speech was becoming more and more numb, so she glanced at him and said, "Head Zhao, your mouth is becoming more and more coaxing." ”

Zhao Feng was helpless, what he said was true. He felt that the dream was his past life, although it was absurd.

Qingtian brought a towel, Qiu Yue asked her to go downstairs to eat, and she sat on the edge of the bed to serve Zhao Feng food.

In fact, Zhao Feng was already well, he could get up and eat downstairs, but he just wanted to sit on the bed, and after watching Qiu Yue busy for him, he felt so steady.

Qiu Yue served him a bowl, and she also served a bowl herself, and sat on the edge of the bed to eat. While eating Qiuyue, he asked Zhao Feng: "Brother Feng, is there something wrong?" Your illness came too suddenly. ”

Hearing Qiu Yue's words, Zhao Feng paused, "I'll tell you later." ”

He wanted to share that dream with Qiu Yue, otherwise he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

After eating, Qiu Yue took off the dishes and chopsticks, went upstairs and sat on the edge of the bed, and put on a posture of listening to her ears.

"I had a dream............ Zhao Feng told Qiu Yue about the dream in detail, including his feelings.

Qiu Yue listened to Zhao Feng's story of that dream in shock, she clenched her fists, and felt that her breathing was not smooth. Where is this dream? If she hadn't come, it would have been Zhao Feng's life.

Zhao Feng saw that Qiu Yue heard his dream, his face was a little pale, and his breathing was a little short, he felt that he must be frightened. He felt terrible about that dream, let alone Qiuyue.

Holding the person into his arms, Zhao Feng patted her back comfortingly and said, "It's okay, it's all a dream, it's all a dream."

Qiuyue wanted to say, it wasn't a dream, that Wang Qiuyue was really dead, it was really because of the framing of Wang Pozi and Wang Qing. But she didn't dare to say.

Now Qiu Yue's mood is extremely complicated, if Zhao Feng didn't have this dream, or Zhao Feng didn't tell her this dream, she would always bury her secret in her heart and never let Zhao Feng know.

Most people, she thought, would do that. Because even if they did, who would believe it?

But Zhao Feng had that dream, and told her, she felt that maybe she should tell him the truth. Maybe he can't accept her anymore after knowing the truth, or he will blame himself or feel guilty because of that Wang Qiuyue's death. But he has the right to know things.

But what if he really couldn't accept or face her? What was she going to do? After so many years of love, do you have to separate because of this incident? If that was the case, she felt her heart hurt.

And their three children, what will they do then?

Qiu Yue felt that she was standing at a crossroads, and she didn't know what to choose. If she didn't tell him, she couldn't get over it in her own heart. Tell him that he can't afford that bad outcome.