Feng Yange didn't chase out of the bathroom, thinking about the plan that he and Fu Shuangshuang were a pair.

I don't believe that Meng Changqing is so thick-skinned and still stalking.

He was so happy that he unconsciously hummed a small tune.

Then turn on the shower and take a cheerful bath under the hot water.

Fu Shuangshuang was still in the kitchen over there, clutching her heart, and the popping beat made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Hey, how can a man be so ugly in that place...... she sighed lightly, and her mind unconsciously recalled what she had just seen, and there was a chill, and her body trembled twice.

It's scary!

Then I went to the stove, got some greens, and simply stir-fried them.

Then he put it on the table, regardless of whether Feng Yange in the bathroom was washed or not, he went into the room in a gray manner.

Just entered the house, and something bad happened again.

Fu Muyan lifted the quilt and sweated profusely.

She touched his forehead, hot hands!

She was in a hurry, thinking of the porridge she had eaten during the day, and hurriedly ran out, "Feng Yange, don't eat it." ”

Feng Yange had just come out of the bathroom, and when he saw Fu Shuangshuang's nervous expression, he immediately asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Yan Baobao has a fever again."

Feng Yange's expression tightened, and he followed into Fu Shuangshuang's room in a few steps, "What's the matter?" ”

Fu Shuangshuang didn't know, "I don't know if there is something in the porridge I ate during the day, and it burns again now." ”

Feng Yange entered the room and saw Fu Muyan lying on the bed in big characters, with a round face flushed, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were obvious.

Nervous, he stepped forward and touched Mu Yan's forehead with one hand, and his forehead with the other, as if to make a comparison, "It's a fever." ”

"Yesterday was like this, suddenly it burned up, maybe the allergy is not good, I guess I ate something wrong, and it caused it again, what should I do?"

Fu Shuangshuang can only be anxious, the child can't resist the temptation, how can she, an adult, be as willful as a child.

Now she really regrets going out to eat with Meng Changqing.

Feng Yange was also very angry, "Let you not go out with Meng Changqing, now it's okay, let Mu Yan's condition worsen." ”

Feng Yange looked at Fu Muyan's thin clothes, as if there was some blood.

Squinting his eyes, he lifted Fu Muyan's small clothes, and sure enough, he saw a few blood marks on his bulging little belly.

The blood stains hadn't dried yet, and it looked like they had just been caught.

Scratched a few red bumps.

Fu Shuangshuang's eyes were sour, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have taken him out to eat, it's all my fault......"

In his voice, he choked up, Feng Yange knew that his words just now were a bit heavy, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, it can be regarded as a lesson for Mu Yan, don't do this next time, the top priority now is to see a doctor." ”

Fu Shuangshuang wiped his red eyes and nodded, "Well, I'll go to the doctor now." ”

Feng Yange stopped her, and then hugged Fu Muyan in his arms, and gave Mu Yan a tight bag of the stall next to him, "The old doctors are all seventy or eighty years old, and it's not easy to toss people back and forth at night, I'll send Mu Yan over, you have to go to work tomorrow, rest early." ”

It's just that when he walked out of the door, Fu Shuangshuang still followed out, "No, Mu Yan is like this, I don't worry." ”

Her mind is blank and she has no memory, but for this child, she likes it very much, and if she can't see the child well, she probably won't feel at ease.

Fu Muyan saw that Fu Shuangshuang was so persistent, so he didn't stop him, "Well, let's go." ”

So Feng Yange wore big pants and a vest, and hurriedly rushed out of the house with Fu Shuangshuang to find the old doctor in the community.

……

The old doctor was disturbed again, and he barely opened his eyes to give Fu Muyan an injection.

Because of the dizziness of the old eyes and the fact that the light was not very bright, he made a mistake for Fu Muyan's little arm several times.

made a few more bruises on his little arms, and Fu Shuangshuang and Feng Yange felt distressed for a while.

The old doctor is so old and late, so he is embarrassed to say anything.

If it weren't for Fu Shuangshuang pulling Feng Yange, Feng Yange would probably have to fight with the old doctor.

"I said that I can only eat some white porridge, why don't I listen, children have poor immunity, and they are not like adults, you should pay attention to it, you two are really it!"

The old doctor blamed.

When Fu Shuangshuang heard what he said, he hurriedly wanted to deny it, but he was organized by Feng Yange, "The doctors are busy." ”

The old doctor looked at the child's high fever and complained, "You young parents are like this, you don't know how to take care of your children, if you can't take care of them, let your parents-in-law take care of them, older people will always be more experienced." ”

Feng Yange pursed his lips and smiled, "That's what the doctor said." ”

The old doctor was agreed, and the words on his lips gushed endlessly, "But I think you shouldn't be able to take care of you, you are all young intellectuals, and now what incurable diseases come out on the Internet, I think you must be too loving, thinking about your own two-person world, ignoring the child." ”

Fu Shuangshuang felt that he had to explain, "Doctor, it's actually not ......"

Feng Yange's words were ahead of her, "Doctor, what you said is right, we ignored it, I'm really sorry." ”

"I also know I'm sorry, I woke up from my dream for the second time, and the sound of your knocking on the door made me think it was an earthquake, and the next time you show up in the middle of the night, I won't open the door." The old doctor snorted.

Fu Shuangshuang shut up, knowing that it was better not to mess with the doctor now.

Feng Yange laughed with him, as long as the old doctor said, he nodded and said yes.

……

After the old doctor gave Fu Muyan a few bottles of hanging needles, he went to sleep, and specially handed over Feng Yange's method of how to change the medicine and how to draw the needle.

Feng Yan Ge studied quite seriously.

At the old doctor's place, there were only two beds.

An old doctor used it himself, and another one was naturally given to Mu Yan.

Fortunately, the bed was not too big, and Fu Shuangshuang was by Fu Muyan's side, barely able to squeeze in.

It's just that Feng Yange's tall figure has no choice but to sit on the stool on the side.

Fu Shuangshuang has been with him, and after Fu Muyan slowly burned down, the worry in his heart was reduced, he was no longer worried, and he was very tired, and he slowly fell asleep on the bed with his leaning body.

Although Feng Yange was also sleepy, he kept persevering.

After all, someone has to help Fu Muyan look at the needle.

A few bottles of hanging needles hit the ground, and it was about three o'clock in the morning.

He cautiously helped Fu Muyan draw the needle.

The thin veins, the small soft hand in his big palm, looked so small.

It seemed as if he could shatter the boneless little hand with a little force.

So he was so cautious, for fear of hurting Fu Muyan.

His eyes widened, and all his concentration was on the little fleshy hand.

Fu Muyan woke up completely because of the urge to urinate in his bladder.

There are a lot of hanging bottles, that is, to go to the toilet.

When the eyes are slightly opened, it is Feng Yange.

Fu Muyan's eyes rolled around, and he saw Mommy sleeping beside him, the white-coated doctor sleeping over there, and Feng Yange who was pulling his little hand to draw a needle in front of him.

The wall clock on the wall caught Fu Muyan's attention, and the ticking sound seemed so quiet in the room.

Three o'clock in the morning is five minutes.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, did he not sleep all night?

Fu Muyan's heart warmed, and he waited for a slight stinging pain in his hand to make him twitch his arm.

raised his head, just staring at Feng Yange.

Fu Muyan's face was stunned, and he suddenly felt that his ears were hot.

Feng Yange saw that his face was slightly red, afraid that he was still having a fever, so he hurriedly put his big hand on his forehead.

There was a thin layer of calluses on his big hands, and the rough feeling made Fu Muyan's forehead a little prickly.

But it didn't hurt, but I felt a little comfortable.

After confirming that Fu Muyan's forehead was a little hot, Feng Yange looked at the sleeping doctor on the side, and did not bother, but found a thermometer by himself.

He doesn't speak either, but the movements of his hands are obvious.

Just as Fu Muyan was about to speak, Feng Yange put his index finger to his lips and motioned for him to silence.

Fu Muyan nodded.

Bong Yan Ge placed the thermometer under his squeaky socket.

Wait a few minutes before taking it out from under his armpit.

The temperature was normal, which also reassured him a lot.

Feng Yange looked at the time, now he said that it was not early, and it was late, but there was still some distance from the normal time for Fu Shuangshuang to get up, and he always couldn't sleep well here.

Feng Yange pointed out the door and signaled whether to go home.

Fu Muyan glanced at her mommy who was sleeping beside her, her posture was tangled on the small bed, she must be very uncomfortable, and she was determined to go home.

Feng Yange nodded and said softly, "Come up, I'll carry you." ”

Fu Muyan's illness has not completely healed, and now he is top-heavy, and someone is naturally willing to carry him.

Whoosh climbed onto Feng Yange's broad arms.

He was wrapped by many adults, but he was only carried by Fu Shuangshuang, and Feng Yange was definitely the second person to carry him.

The broad shoulders are different from Fu Shuangshuang's slender back, and the heaviness and strength make him feel very secure.

He carried him on his back, stood up easily, turned around, and hugged Fu Shuangshuang who was lying on the bed in his arms.

Then go out lightly.

Fu Muyan, who was behind Feng Yange, had his little head stuck in Feng Yange's neck.

He could see himself being lifted high, far from the ground.

I can see Mommy's stable sleeping face, and I can also see Feng Yange's handsome side face.

It's quiet all around, and it's so dark on the road.

After twelve o'clock in the community, all the lights were turned off, but Feng Yange walked so openly.

Steady forward, without a little stumble.

It's not a long way from the health centre to their doorstep.

But at this moment, Fu Muyan hoped that this road could go further.