When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

Mom has a fever.

After listening to what Cui Ma said, An Xiaoyue prepared to go to Hongshan Hall.

"Has the family doctor been seen?" Fu Shengyang asked.

Cui Ma said, "Mrs. An didn't let Xiao Gao see a doctor, but Xiao Gao gave his wife some cold medicine."

Aunt Cui was busy making breakfast for the young master and young mistress in the morning, and she didn't know what the situation was like with Mrs. An.

Should she stop the young mistress, or not?

She was only allowed to make a phone call to inform the young mistress, so she had no choice but to report the truth to her.

"I'll go take a look now."

Fu Shengyang took her hand. "I'll go with you."

Xiaoyue would definitely panic if An Jiaren got sick, and he was worried about letting her go out alone.

Fu Shengyang helped her put on her shoes, and the two walked together toward Hongshan Hall.

Hongshan Hall was quiet and peaceful, with the aroma of preserved egg and lean pork congee floating in the air.

"Xiao Gao."

"Young Madam." Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Gao came out with a soup spoon.

How is my mother?

"After Mrs. An finished taking her medicine, she said she was cold, so I turned up the temperature in her room and added a small blanket to cover her up."

“Hongshantang doesn’t have brown sugar. I called the main kitchen. They don’t have any either. They’ve already sent someone out to buy some, and it should be delivered soon.”

Xiao Gao is very experienced with colds and stomach ailments.

When you have a cold, fever, and feel cold, take two packets of cold medicine granules, drink a bowl of spicy brown sugar and ginger water, and sweat it out.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for taking care of my mother."

An Xiaoyue went into the room, while Fu Shengyang tactfully remained in the living room.

"Mother."

An Jiaren was wrapped tightly in a blanket, with only her head showing, and she was wearing a woolen hat on her head.

An Jiaren slowly opened her eyes to look at her, but even this simple action caused her pain.

An Xiaoyue frowned, her heart clenching. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel cold all over, and my body aches when I move. My scalp also hurts."

"Why don't you let the doctor see you?" An Xiaoyue gripped her mother's hand tightly.

The anxiety and worry I felt when my mother was sick and hospitalized suddenly surged back into my heart the moment I saw her lying in bed.

So familiar, yet so painful.

"When the doctor came, he prescribed another strong medication. Strong medications usually have significant side effects. My mother's health had finally improved, and I don't want to ruin it with just one cold."

"Besides, Mom has been in good health since she was discharged from the hospital. This cold is a good opportunity to boost her immunity. When spring comes and the weather gets warmer, Mom can exercise more and her body will become stronger and stronger, just like before."

An Jiaren said many comforting words to her.

An Xiaoyue simply observed that her mother's eyes and skin were not yellow, and apart from a high body temperature, she had no other symptoms.

"Mom, let me check your pulse." If there's anything unusual, she can communicate with Dean Leng.

“Okay.” An Jiaren turned her hand over.

An Xiaoyue took her mother's pulse in both hands, carefully examined her fingernails and palms, and even looked at her eyelids before she felt at ease.

The pulse is floating and tight, accompanied by chills, fever, and body aches, which are consistent with the symptoms of external wind-cold attacking the exterior.

"Xiao Gao will make you some brown sugar and ginger water in a bit, so you can sweat it out and your body temperature will come down."

A happy smile appeared on An Jiaren's lips. "Mmm."

"What did you do last night? How did you catch a cold?" An Xiaoyue asked suspiciously.

"Xiaoyue must have been looking at her phone last night too."

An Xiaoyue nodded.

“When your mother found out you were being cyberbullied, she was very worried, but seeing how relaxed you were, she didn’t ask you too many questions.”

"I was sitting on the bed watching videos online last night and I wasn't paying attention, so I probably caught a cold."

An Jiaren held her hand and said, "Xiaoyue, Mom knew that you are so outstanding and beautiful, and that someone even more capable would protect you in this life."

A good-looking man can enjoy preferential treatment in many ways because of his appearance.

Women, on the other hand, tend to attract more trouble if they are too strikingly beautiful.

With a daughter as intelligent and beautiful as mine, it's better if she doesn't get married. But once she does, an ordinary family can't protect her.

"Mom," An Xiaoyue said, a little embarrassed.

She and her mother have never discussed the topic of their significant other.

In An Xiaoyue's subconscious, that was a forbidden zone.

Because she has no father, and her mother has no husband.

Their family was different from other families.

She had a clear understanding of this when she was in kindergarten.

Everyone else has a family of three, but their family only has two people.

“You’ve spent less time with Mom lately, but you’ve devoted all your time to yourself and haven’t worried about or troubled Mom. Mom is very happy.”

"Girls should strive for themselves without hesitation, always put themselves first, love themselves, and become better people."

An Xiaoyue nodded emphatically, "I know, Mom."

"Mom can tell you that your biological father is not bad at all. He is an outstanding person who is rare in the world. You don't need to feel inferior because of your background."

An Xiaoyue gripped her mother's hand tightly, her expression blank.

This was the first time I heard my mother talk about her biological father.

She also knew that this might be the last time her mother would bring up the topic of her father.

Because she now has her own family, and Fu Shengyang, who can protect her.

Therefore, the biological father is not that important.

The mother's initiative was a way of telling her not to ask about her biological father in the future.

"I understand, Mom." It would be a lie to say she didn't want to know who her biological father was.

But what good does knowing that do?

She has lived with her mother for 22 years and has never met her father.

If the biological father really wanted to know how the mother was doing, 22 years would have been enough time for the other party to find her.

Her mother didn't want her to know who her biological father was; perhaps her mother's heart had also been deeply hurt by someone.

Since finding her biological father would make her mother sad, and 22 years have already passed, there's no need for her to look for him.

My mother's health, happiness, and safety are more important than anything else.

“Mom, I can take good care of myself. Besides, Fu Shengyang is emotionally stable and he is very good at handling problems.”

Upon hearing this, An Jiaren's tears unexpectedly slid down her cheeks.

Sometimes, she really wished her daughter could be a little slow or a little clumsy.

An Xiaoyue also shed tears; the unspoken words were conveyed in the tears of the mother and daughter.

An Xiaoyue gently wiped away her mother's tears with a tissue.

"Mom, you need to get better. I'm afraid you'll get sick."

"Mom will be more careful in the future." After saying so much, An Jiaren felt her throat was even more sore. "Mom has sealed all the tricolor taro balls and put them in the refrigerator. Remember to take them with you."

"it is good."

An Xiaoyue stayed at Hongshan Hall until it was almost time to leave before departing.

During this time, Fu Shengyang also followed along, taking care of An Xiaoyue and assisting her.

When they left, An Jiaren's fever had subsided somewhat.

Xiao Gao helped her change out of her wet pajamas and waited until her fever completely subsided before giving her a hot bath.

An Jiaren watched her daughter's departing figure, feeling deeply guilty.

Xiaoyue, I'm sorry.

The truth will hurt all three of us.

Xiaoyue, let's wait a little longer.

Mom will tell you when the time is right.