I thought about it in my heart for the next year, but I still conveyed the president's intentions.

After Mo Jingshu hung up the phone here, he touched Bai Zhufeng's forehead again, now that he knows that she has a fever, it is easier to do.

asked the maid to invite the family doctor, and the family doctor checked Bai Rufeng and said, "I found that the young lady is fine, she just has a little high fever now, just take a good rest."

Hearing the doctor say this, Mo Jingshu nodded, indicating that he knew that Mo Jingshu still stayed in her room when the doctor left.

I wiped her forehead, palms and feet with a cold towel, and told him about her temperature, and then started over again after a while. After tinkering for a long time, he tried it, and found that her body temperature had finally dropped a little, and Mo Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief.

Sit by the window and look at the furnishings in this room. At this time, he realized that the room was very empty. But Bai Zhufeng didn't arrange his room very messily like ordinary women, and there were a lot of things used by little girls in it. There were no other knick-knacks in her room except for the cold furniture, and if ordinary people came, they would not have thought that this was a woman's room.

Thinking about how much I have lived with her, I don't even know much about it.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed again, Mo Jingshu looked at Bai Zhufeng when she put it on the bed, her skin was still very fair, and she could even see the cyan blood vessels in her hands, there was not much flesh on her hands, and her five fingers were very slender and looked very good-looking.

His gaze continued to move upward, and the complexion on Bai Zhufeng's face had improved a lot, and it was not flushed at the beginning, and gradually tended to be stable as usual.

It seems that the temperature on his body is gradually decreasing.

At this time, the door of the room rang, and the servant walked in, carrying in his hand, the chicken soup he had ordered her to make.

"The young master soup is ready." Employing people very respectfully.

Taking the soup from the servant's hand, Mo Jingshu nodded, "Okay, you go down first, just have me here." ”

After the school door was closed, Mo Jingshu woke Bai Zhufeng up.

"Drink something hot, sweat it shouldn't be a big deal." Mojing calligraphy.

The eyelids opened his eyes very heavily, and when Bai Zhufeng saw the man in front of him, he thought that he was hallucinating, especially when this man was holding something for himself in his hand.

"Mojingshu?" Bai Zhufeng's tone was a little suspicious, "Why are you here?" "She's very uncomfortable right now, so her tone of voice is weak.

"You're sick, you slept on the sofa last night, and you probably caught a cold, so don't go to the company today." Mo Jingshu said to her, "This is the chicken soup I just asked someone to make for you, you can drink a little, it will be much better if you sweat and wait." ”

"I'll just do it myself." She really doesn't like the feeling of others serving her, otherwise she usually manages her own things when she is in the villa.

Today, even if Mo Jingshu came to feed her chicken soup, she still felt very unaccustomed and wanted to come by herself, but she didn't have much strength in her hands, and she was paralyzed.

"It's said that you have a fever now, how can you still have the strength to hold a bowl? Obediently drink this bowl of chicken soup, and after drinking it, you can take a good rest. ”

Bai Zhufeng had no choice but to lie there and open his mouth and wait for him to feed.

"I feel very strange." Halfway through the drink, Bai Zhufeng couldn't help but open her mouth, at least in the past, she never thought that the two of them would have such a scene. Even if he fell to death in the hospital, it was because of something that she was kind to herself, so she would always take care of him. And today's self is just a small cold and fever.

"Isn't this weird? I'm just thinking that you're sick because of me, so I'm a little guilty. Mojing said.

"Do you still feel guilty?" Bai Zhufeng showed a very surprised look, but because she was very weak, she didn't have any temperament. However, halfway through the words, she covered her mouth and laughed first. "Haha, I suddenly thought that Mother Wang asked me to take good care of you before leaving, but it turned out that you took care of me the next day."

"You can take care of me when you get well soon, and when you get better, I will eat the food you cooked." Mo Jingshu chatted with her, "I'm used to eating the dishes made by Wang's mother, and now that my mother is gone, I can only leave it to you." ”

"Look at what you said, is my food very unpalatable?"

"It's actually delicious." At the end, he added, "I like it very much." ”

"If you like it, it's fine."

After drinking this bowl of chicken soup, Bai Zhufeng retracted back into the quilt to rest, she had just drunk the hot things now, as long as she sweated a little more, it should be almost fine.

After packing up his things a little, Mo Jingshu walked out of the door, and then he made a call to Fang Ziyan to ask for leave for Bai Zhufeng.

"Sister-in-law, it's not a big deal! It's okay, now that she is not feeling well, let her rest at home, but don't exhaust her body in order to go to work at that time. Fang Ziyan said with a look of understanding, he looked at the time there again, and found that it was already more than ten o'clock, so he couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law, are you also at home now?" If you're at home, take good care of her! Women who are sick are the most vulnerable. If you take good care of her at this time, you will definitely let him give you extra points in your heart. ”

"Hmm." Mo Jingshu thought thoughtfully, "Then what should I do to take good care of her?" ”

"A lot, for example, but let him do what he wants, or make a delicious food for her." This is Fang Ziyan's own experience, for example, now he has been trained by Bai Ran to be a good chef.

"Oh."

Putting the phone aside, Mo Jingshu thought that Bai Zhufeng was lying on the bed now, and he didn't seem to have anything to do for him, thinking that he thought about him and walked into the kitchen.

Make something to eat for her.

After asking the servant, he stood by his side to guide himself, maybe he could do something for Bai Zhufeng today.

Bai Zhufeng, who was sleeping at this moment, could not have imagined that Mo Jingshu would cook for herself, even if she saw it, she would probably be dreaming by herself.

I don't know if it's because the quilt is too warm, and the sun outside shines in again, this time Bai Zhufeng slept very reassuringly and comfortably.

Sweating all over, her fatigue is much better now, she can stand up, and her head is not as dizzy as before.

Walking out of her room, she went downstairs to hear the sound of pots and pans banging, and there was a strange smell floating in the air, which was the smell of burnt food that she used to smell before.

But how can there be a burnt smell of food here? Although it is said that Wang Ma is not in the villa now, no matter how much craftsmanship is used in other things, it is impossible to be so bad!

Walking to the kitchen door with a little staggering, she saw a scene that she would probably never forget in her life.

She saw Mo Jingshu wearing an apron and stirring up something there, and from time to time he was still asking the servant next to him.

Feeling the light and shadow swinging at the door, her face looked this way, and when she saw Bai Zhufeng standing there, she couldn't help but say, "Why did you come down and are you better now?" Do you still have a fever? ”

Bai Zhufeng couldn't help laughing, "If you don't come, how can you see this scene now." Did you put salt in your dish? Remember not to put too much, it will be salty. ”

"It's already been released, now do you want to taste it?"

"Okay."

The servant standing behind him saw the two of them like this, and had silently retreated.

Mo Jingshu took a chopstick dish and put it in front of Bai Zhufeng, "Taste it." ”

Bai Zhufeng shook it, "Well, this salty taste is just right, but you have to stir-fry it again." ”

"Okay."

In this way, Bai Zhufeng stood next to him and commanded all the time, and Mo Jingshu obeyed her.

After tossing for more than an hour, three dishes and one soup were finally baked. The soup is still relatively simple, just add the leaves to the eggs. But the color of those dishes is a little miserable.

"It's good to do it for the first time." Bai Zhufeng praised. People like Mo Jingshu don't need to cook by themselves at all, "Eh, I'm very curious now, why do you suddenly want to cook." ”

When he asked him like this, Mo Jingshu didn't know how to answer for a while, could it be because he wanted you to taste my craft?

"I'm idle, so I'm going to give it a try. If you like it, then you can eat more. ”

"Okay."

This meal can be said to be a good meal. At least between the two of them, there are few occasions like this.

After eating, Bai Zhufeng sweated again, and his whole spirit improved a lot. Lying on the couch with his stomach in his arms, it was soon used to put it away.

It was early afternoon, and the sun was shining on the flowers and trees in the garden. There was a quiet time around, and the two of them were lying on the sofa like this, one slowly rubbing their stomachs, and the other opening their notebooks and busy with their own things.

Bai Zhufeng was lying there fine, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Mo Jingshu opposite. At this time, he had taken off the apron on his body, wearing a black long sleeve, he was working there, maybe he had encountered some problems at work, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

His facial features are already very three-dimensional, so now he is very handsome and connotative.

In such a quiet afternoon, I felt drowsy, but when I saw the person opposite, Bai Zhufeng didn't feel sleepy at all.

The present world is stable, and the years are quiet. That's probably the day.

couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and Bai Zhufeng gently closed it. In such a quiet moment, you have to do what you want to do, which is worthy of such a time.