"Weiwei has a terrible fever, what should I do, what should I do, your father's phone can't get through, will Weiwei be okay, I don't want to lose my daughter anymore, I don't want to woo woo ......"

Ning Zao's lips pursed slightly.

She wanted to say that Ning Weiwei couldn't be fine.

Even if the whole world is destroyed, Ning Weiwei will still be fine.

After all, this person is the heroine, the heroine who has the luck of the whole world.

However, in the end, it was not spoken.

She took a taxi to the Ning family's house.

The maid at home happens to be on vacation today.

This is also why Zhang Xizhen is so flustered.

In Ning Weiwei's room on the third floor, Ning opened the door early and saw Zhang Xizhen sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging Ning Weiwei, who was flushed, and kept murmuring: "Weiwei, it's okay, it's okay, I called Dr. Liu, and he will be here soon, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

Ning Weiwei, who was in a daze, had chapped lips, and muttered: "Mom, I'm uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable......"

The mother-daughter relationship is deep, and it looks so touching.

If it was a bystander, maybe Ning would have been moved earlier.

Unfortunately, she is not.

Her body is Zhang Xizhen's real daughter.

But such a motherly embrace, the original owner has never had.

Seeing Ning Zaozao, Zhang Xizhen hurriedly said to Ning Zaozao: "Early, come and see, your sister has a terrible fever, it doesn't work for me to cool her down, and she doesn't want to go to the hospital, just hold me like this, I can't go to change her water and wipe her face." ”

As she spoke, her voice choked: "Your sister rarely gets sick, but this time she suddenly burned so badly, what should I do, if the temperature doesn't drop again, what should I do if I burn up." ”

Ning didn't speak early.

She came in with a basin of warm water and handed the towel to Zhang Xizhen.

Zhang Xizhen hurriedly put the towel on Ning Weiwei's forehead.

Ning found the antipyretic medicine in the medicine box downstairs early and fed Ning Weiwei a fever reducer first.

Ning's early arrival made Zhang Xizhen seem to have found an emotional outlet, and kept talking: "Your dad can't get through on the phone on a business trip, he always walks like this for a few days, the phone can't get through, he doesn't reply to messages, and he can't come back in time if something happens at home." ”

"If Weiwei has three long and two short, I won't be interested in living, I woo woo ......"

Ning Zao stared at her coldly.

In hindsight, Zhang Xizhen finally reacted to what she had just said, and her eyes flashed.

Muttered: "Early, you haven't become a mother yet, you don't know how much energy and affection it takes to raise a child." In my eyes, you are my biological daughter, and Weiwei is also my child, and I am the same to the two of you......"

At this moment, Ning Weiwei, who was in her arms, vaguely shouted, "Brother Huo Feng".

Although the voice was low and vague, whether it was Zhang Xizhen or Ning Zaozao, they could hear it clearly.

Zhang Xizhen lowered her head and stroked Ning Weiwei's hair with her palm.

"Wei Wei has been growing up, and her favorite is Huo Feng."

Her eyes looking at Ning Weiwei were both loving and distressed.

"She has been following Huo Feng since she was a child and shouting Huo Feng's brother, and when she grew up, she insisted on marrying Huo Feng regardless of Huo Feng's complicated family."

Zhang Xizhen said this, and tears fell on Ning Weiwei's face one by one.