She thought she knew enough about Wu Yanjue, and when the divorce happened, her cognition was completely overturned almost instantly.

To this day, she didn't know what the problem had arisen between them, and it could be so serious that he could directly let him ruin the marriage contract he had personally promised by pushing her to the forefront.

Time flies in her thoughts, and when the day is about to dawn, she completely burns again.

Feng Gu frowned and swallowed a piece of antipyretics, the pill was stuck in her throat, and she drank a lot of water before she put the pill down her throat.

However, the antipyretic medicine didn't seem to work very well, and finally at some point her consciousness began to become more and more chaotic, and she was really not awake from the fever, so she forgot what Bian Yisheng warned about.

She didn't lie on the bed, just leaned on the cushion and kept a sitting posture half-asleep and half-awake, her head dozing little by little, and she looked from a distance that she might fall headfirst into the futon at any time.

Bian Yisheng came in and saw such a scene, he was laughed at by her, walked over and directly grabbed her by the back of the neck, and turned her face up, he reached out and patted her hot little face hard, and said coldly: "Feng Gu Qiao?!" ”

Feeling a pain in her face in a daze, she smacked her lower lip and wanted to open her eyes, but her eyes seemed to be glued, no matter how she opened them, she couldn't open them, she vaguely heard someone talking in her ears, and her ears seemed to be blocked with something, she couldn't hear what she was saying, she only subconsciously felt as if someone was calling her.

Bian Yisheng has never been so convinced, Feng Gu Qiao is the first.

I told her plainly that if she is sleepy and wants to sleep, she must go down first to call someone, she is fine, she is really not afraid of sleeping like a fool in her sleep.

The sky went from dark to completely bright, and Bian Yisheng carried Feng Gu Qiao, who was wrapped like a dumpling, and threw her directly into the back seat, and then quickly drove to the largest hospital nearby.

When he was guarding her, her fever continued to recede, he thought that even if he was not there, it was only a matter of time before her fever subsided according to this trend, and it should be no big deal if she automatically subsided after a while, but she didn't want to seal Gu Qiao's repeated high fever, and she didn't care about herself, if he hadn't gone in to see her, maybe how long would her fever take to be discovered.

When Bian Yisheng hugged Feng Gu Qiao into the emergency room, the evil aura all over his body frightened the nurse on duty for a while, and no one dared to step forward for a while, but Bian Yisheng glanced at it coldly, and everyone reacted, hurriedly stepped forward to ask about the signs, and then quickly took Feng Gu Qiao's body temperature and hung up the potion.

Looking at the body temperature on the thermometer approaching thirty-nine degrees Celsius, his temples jumped suddenly, and he took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart that almost burned into a hurricane.

Feng Mu is a person with very strict rules, even if she rests late at night, she never gets up in bed in the morning, she wakes up in the morning, and the first thing she does after dressing is to push open the door of Feng Gu Qiao's room, but she accidentally pounces on the air.

Downstairs, I met the housekeeper who was supervising the preparation of breakfast, "Have you seen where Yi Sheng and An An went?" ”

"Young Master Yisheng took Miss to the hospital at dawn, and he should be in the hospital now."

"An An has a fever again?"

After pondering for a few seconds, Feng's mother instructed the housekeeper behind her: "Boil some millet porridge, make a little beef and roast wheat, and put two insulated buckets." ”

"What's wrong?"

Grandpa Feng, who only vaguely heard the last sentence, walked down slowly from upstairs and looked at the second daughter-in-law downstairs with worry in her eyebrows, "Isn't this An An's favorite food, where can I send it with a thermos bucket?" ”