The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

It was another night of hard work, but He Fangsheng still couldn't get rid of his fever.

Moreover, he seemed to be haunted by dreams and kept talking in his sleep.

"Aunt, we are sorry for you. Aunt, please don't leave, okay?"

"Brother Qingyue, you are the best brother Qingyue."

"Why? Why did you hit my mother? Why did you hit me?"

"You are not my father, go to hell, I don't have a father like you."

"Grandpa, grandpa, please teach me how to read. I want to be an educated person."

……

Listening to He Fangsheng's sleep talk, Fang Zibei felt as if she had gone back in time.

She sat there crying blankly, and while crying, she said: "Fang Sheng, Fang Sheng, what kind of life we ​​have lived, you should know, everything my mother did was for our future life, why don't you Do you understand? Why are we like this and what should we do now?"

Feng saw that He Fangsheng's fever did not go away, and his wife kept holding him to cry. He persuaded him from the side: "Madam, why don't you send the young master to the hospital? If the fever doesn't go away, he may be burned to death, right?"

Fang Zibei was startled and nodded immediately, "Yeah, Fang Sheng won't be stupid, right? He can't be stupid. I am just a son. Send him to the hospital, send him to the hospital immediately."

After saying that, she ran out, "I have to make a phone call. I want to contact him the best hospital and find the best doctor."

Uncle Feng said: "Then I will arrange the car."

Fang Zibei didn't hear Uncle Feng's words at all, and ran downstairs in panic to make a phone call.

She called for a long time and finally got through, but the hospital said there were no beds. Then she remembered that she had no acquaintance in this hospital and had to ask He Xianshi to call.

She didn't know where Xianshi He was.

She ran out in panic again to find He Xianshi's assistant, wanting to know where he was now.

Fang Zibei became confused when she was anxious and didn't know what to do.

As soon as she went out, Uncle Feng was not there either, and He Fangsheng was the only one left in the room who had a fever.

He continued to talk in his sleep.

Qin Zheng raised his head and glanced upstairs, then walked upstairs.

Pushing open the door of He Fangsheng's room, he felt that the room was stuffy and stuffy. He was lying on the bed alone, his face was pale, his lips were dry and peeling, and he kept talking in his sleep.

He walked over, opened all the windows, fetched a basin of water, twisted a towel, and slowly wiped his face, neck, and unbandaged parts of his body.

After doing all this, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket. It was the medicine Jian Xining gave him when he arrived.

He was reluctant to take this medicine, and always kept it for seeing things and thinking about people.

But now seeing that He Fangsheng was very ill, he still took out a pill and stuffed it into He Fangsheng's mouth, then brought him water and fed him slowly.

Fortunately, He Fangsheng knew how to swallow. As soon as the medicine and water entered his mouth, he swallowed it immediately.

He was probably too thirsty, or maybe he had a fever that had dried up all the water in his body. He seemed to be very thirsty and kept asking for water.

After Qin Zheng fed him a glass of water, she went to pour another glass. Just as she was about to continue feeding him, Uncle Feng came in. Seeing Qin Zheng actually in the young master's room, he said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Qin Zheng glanced at him coldly, "Can't see it? Still can't understand?"

Uncle Feng: "..."