"Madam, I haven't taken the young master's medicine."

When the maid entered the bedroom to check, she found that the medicine and water on the cabinet were still left untouched, and Fu Monian was asleep face in, she didn't dare to disturb her, so she quickly told the lady who was handling the work in the study.

Fu's mother stopped what she was doing when she heard the sound, took off her glasses and walked out of the study, and entered her son's room lightly.

The curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and no light from the outside world could penetrate through, and the whole room was depressing.

Fu's mother motioned for the maid to change a cup of hot water.

She sat on the edge of the bed cautiously, opened her mouth several times and was like a fish in her throat, and finally reached out and patted the quilt gently, "Be obedient, take the medicine first." ”

Fu Monian didn't say anything, not even the slightest movement.

Fu's mother felt a pain in her heart, and said softly: "It's okay for you to be angry with me and your father, but you can't get along with your body, so get up and take the medicine." ”

The maid had re-brought the hot water and put it on the cupboard.

There was still no response.

The room was frighteningly quiet.

Mother Fu closed her eyes, trying her best to suppress the sourness in her heart, she got up and walked around to the other side of the bed.

When she saw her son's extremely abnormal face and hot forehead, her heart that calmed down a little instantly rose to her throat.

"Let Dr. Dong come over!"

The maid was frightened by Madame's nervous roar, was stunned for half a second, and hurriedly went out to contact Dr. Dong Jiancheng.

Today, the doctor on duty in the Huangling No. 1 Medical Office happened to be not Dong Jiancheng, and as soon as he received the call, he quickly rushed over.

The curtains in the bedroom are pulled back, allowing the sunlight outside to pour in and drive away the gloom.

Fu's mother guarded the bedside with red eyes, and before Dong Jiancheng came, she used physical cooling, and the effect was not significant.

Dong Jiancheng reached out and touched Fu Monian's forehead, which was so hot that his hand quickly retracted.

Dong Jiancheng is not only the school doctor of Huangling No. 1 Middle School, but also the family doctor of the Fu family.

Soon, he hung a drip on Fu Monian, and about an hour later, Fu Monian's high fever gradually subsided, but his face was still like that.

Fu's mother always held her son's hand, her eyes did not leave her son for more than five seconds, she choked and said, "It is said that illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, Mo Nian has not fallen like this for a long time, I hope he can get better soon." ”

Dong Jiancheng stood next to Fu's mother and sighed lightly, "Don't worry, with me taking care of him, he will get better soon." ”

Mother Fu raised her hand to tuck the corner of the quilt, and said in a slow voice: "I heard Uncle Ding and Yicheng say that he saw Xu Jinyan last night, I don't know what Xu Jinyan told him, which actually caused his temperament to change greatly last night." ”

Dong Jiancheng looked sideways at the bright weather outside the window and exhaled, "Mo Nian cares most about her, and what Xu Jinyan said must have something to do with her." ”

Fu's mother suddenly realized, and there were tears in her eyes.

A little excited: "Could it be related to the bankruptcy and debt of the Yu family back then!" At that time, the three of us happened to cooperate, I don't know for what reason, the Yu family suddenly went bankrupt, and it also affected the Xu family, only our Fu family was alone, could it be because of this, what did Xu Jinyan make up in front of Mo Nian? For example, for example, the bankruptcy of the Yu family is the harm of our Fu family, Mo Nian cares so much about the happy girl, he definitely can't accept these words! ”

Dong Jiancheng stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently, comforting: "Calm down and take good care of Mo Nian." ”

Fu's mother was crying, "After the incident two years ago, our Fu family and the Xu family have drifted apart, and the Xu family is taking revenge on us...... Pity Mo Nian, this child. ”

There was a choked sound in his ears, and Fu Monian, who was in a coma, could hear it more clearly in a daze, and the hand hanging by his side unconsciously clenched into a fist.