"Master, please drink this medicine."
After Zhang Yangjing treated Meng Zhexu's wound, he personally prepared the medicine and watched A Zhen drink it.
"The medicine is bitter, I don't want to drink it." A Zhen frowned.
Zhang Yangjing stood still holding the medicine bowl.
He had already heard from Wu Xiaoying about what happened on the mountain. Although the young master's fever was not serious, it was better to be careful.
After all, the young master's health is related to his responsibility.
Ah Zhen couldn't resist the look in Doctor Zhang's eyes and drank up the medicine.
"Cough cough cough..."
too bitter!
Zhang Yangjing asked people to wait for Ah Zhen to take a bath and told him to have a good sleep.
He Shun beat Liu Yishou and took Xiao Fuyuan straight to A Zhen's room. He almost bumped into Zhang Yangjing who was carrying a medicine box when he went out.
Zhang Yangjing: "..."
"Quick, quick, young master, I've borrowed the little round treasure for you." He Shun said anxiously, pulling little Fu Yuan toward the bed.
Xiao Fuyuan: "..."
After taking a bath, Ah Zhen had already laid down. When he heard He Shun's voice, he sat up again with his clothes on.
"Master, hurry up and grab the little round treasure." He Shun couldn't help but pick up the little round treasure and stuff it into A Zhen's arms.
He Shun felt proud that he had snatched it from Bai Zhaomei's arms with all kinds of delicacies.
This girl, Xiao Fuyuan, is extremely lucky. Whoever falls in love with her can turn bad luck into good luck and have good luck again and again.
The good luck that the young master got from her these days was almost consumed in the dangerous assassination on the mountain, otherwise it would be too good to be a good person.
It is necessary to replenish the young master's luck value.
Ah Zhen was still confused, holding a corner of the quilt with both hands and not moving.
"Oh, Master, please reach out and give me a hug."
He Shunyi was so anxious that he couldn't care anymore. He stretched out his hand to pry A Zhen's hands away from the corner of the quilt, then took his hands and asked him to circle Xiao Fu Yuan.
He also tightened his arms with force, allowing him to hold Xiao Fuyuan more tightly in his arms.
He Shun looked at the two of them and was very satisfied with his operation.
"Yes, that's it, stay still." He Shun said with a split smile.
Xiao Fuyuan: "..."
A Zhen: "..."
Xiao Fuyuan looked at A Zhen, A Zhen looked at Xiao Fuyuan, and they both turned to look at He Shun.
He Shun was very satisfied and smiled like an old father.
The young master's fever will soon subside now.
Xiao Fuyuan sat in A Zhen's arms and looked at He Shun's successful smile, and understood in her heart why he wanted her to come to his home.
Well, this is treating yourself as a Fuwa.
However, he is indeed.
The soles of Xiao Fuyuan's shoes were muddy, staining A Zhen's snow-white clothes with dust.
Ah Zhen loves to be clean, so Xiao Fuyuan unconsciously reached out and patted the dust.
"Don't worry about it, it's okay." A Zhen said.
Xiao Fuyuan put her hand on A Zhen's clothes and rubbed it, then touched his forehead.
very hot!
I do have a fever!
A Zhen felt the soft little fleshy hands on his forehead, with a smile on his lips, and he was no longer upset.
"Brother Azhen, your forehead is very hot, are you uncomfortable?" Xiao Fuyuan asked with concern.
"I felt uncomfortable just now, but I don't feel uncomfortable now." A Zhen raised the corners of his mouth.
"Yeah, you won't feel comfortable like this."
The patient needs to rest, but Brother Azhen cannot rest while holding him in his arms.
Therefore, Xiao Fuyuan will climb out of A Zhen's circle.
He Shun looked on anxiously.
"Don't move!" A Zhen hugged Xiao Fu Yuan tighter.
Well, Xiao Fuyuan stayed still and continued to touch A Zhen's forehead with her hand.
He Shun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Yuanbao, can you say a few auspicious words to the young master?" He Shun reminded him with a smile, "You said a few auspicious words to the young master, and the young master's fever went away."
Zhang Yangjing stood at the door with a medical kit on his back: "..."
Xiao Fuyuan thought for a while and said, "Brother A Zhen will be fine soon, and the fever will go down soon."
A Zhen put his forehead against Xiao Fuyuan's. It was cool and icy, very comfortable!
Xiao Fuyuan felt that A Zhen was so fragile today, like a baby in need of comfort.
"Brother A Zhen, have you taken the medicine?" Xiao Fuyuan asked.
"Drink." A Zhen said.
"Drinking medicine will reduce the fever quickly." Xiao Fuyuan touched A Zhen's head again and said, "You must listen to Dr. Zhang and you must not stop taking medicine."
A Zhen raised his head and said: "Okay!"
Zhang Yangjing snorted in his heart, his face soothed, and the little girl could see clearly that the young master's illness was inseparable from his medicine.
He Shun has always been a steady person, but things got messy when it came to the young master, so he believed that the little lucky round was more effective than medicine.
A Zhen pressed his forehead against Xiao Fu Yuan's face again, his smiling eyes curled up, and his tense emotions relaxed.
Suddenly, he loosened his folded arms and said, "Sister, go down and play. I'll help you get over your illness."
As he spoke, he turned his face inward and coughed a few times to avoid Xiao Fuyuan.
"Brother A Zhen, it's okay." Xiao Fuyuan patted his back to comfort him, and then said, "I'm very strong, you won't let me get sick."
She has an indestructible body!
"Brother A Zhen, you are tired, please rest." Xiao Fuyuan said.
A Zhen's forehead was hot, her eyes were sparkling, and her whole person was cute and cute.
Xiao Fuyuan couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched A Zhen's face.
"Okay." A Zhen said, letting go of her hand and lying back.
Xiao Fuyuan turned over to get out of bed.
"Come, lie here and let's chat." A Zhen picked up a pillow and placed it in a comfortable position, and Xiao Fuyuan leaned on it.
The two of them were talking and laughing face to face.
He Shun looked at this scene and was so moved that he almost burst into tears.
"Master, let Xiao Yuanbao talk to you while I go to the kitchen to see if there is anything good to eat." He Shun wiped his eyes and said with a smile.
"Go ahead, by the way, the last time the ginger hit the milk, Xiao Yuanbao said that too much ginger was a bit spicy, so he asked Liu Yishou to put less ginger in it." A Zhen ordered.
"Okay, I'll go take a look, old slave." He Shun agreed and walked out with confidence.
Only Xiao Fuyuan and A Zhen were left in the room.
"Brother A Zhen, are those killers here to kill you?" Xiao Fuyuan asked, "Are you afraid?"
"Yes." A Zhen shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid."
The smile on A Zhen's face gradually faded. He looked at Xiao Fuyuan and suddenly whispered as if he remembered something: "...Sister, we may have less contact in the future."
Today's events made A Zhen realize that dangers are everywhere around him. What if those people hurt Xiao Fuyuan.
Xiao Fuyuan said nonchalantly: "Brother A Zhen, you don't have to worry about getting me involved. I'm fine. No one can hurt me."
Whether A Zhen believes it or not, what she said is true!
Whoever gave her good luck and good health will be unlucky. Whoever dares to go against her will be unlucky.
Ah Zhen remembered the unfortunate experience of An Xiucai and others when they were abducted last year.
"Although I say that, there is no guarantee that someone will shoot a cold arrow in the back..." A Zhen said worriedly.
"Brother A Zhen, please don't worry about me. I really will be fine. You have forgotten that people say I am a lucky girl. You will be fine too. With me here, you will turn danger into good luck. Come on, let me give you a hug. You, give me more of my blessing.”
Xiao Fuyuan said while moving her body towards A Zhen, then stretched out her little arms to hug A Zhen.
A Zhen: "..."
(End of chapter)
