Gradually, the nightgown was taken off, revealing her fair and smooth skin and small inner...

"I can't stand you. Last time it was a little strawberry, this time it was a little cherry!" Just as Ye Moze was about to take off her nightgown, he suddenly remembered!

"Damn it, why did I panic when she had a fever?!" Ye Moze smiled helplessly, quickly put on her nightgown, picked up the phone on the nightstand and called the family doctor...

A lazy voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "Hey, Xiaoze, what's the matter with me?" He is over fifty years old and has been the director of a large hospital since he was in his twenties. At the same time, he has been a family doctor for the Ye family consortium for 25 years. He and Ye Moze's father are good friends.

"Old man, stop talking nonsense! Someone here is sick. Come here quickly with your broken medicine box!!!" Ye Moze and this old naughty boy have always been big or small, and they have never even called him uncle. They have always been the old man's name...

"Hey! Who is sick, you kid?" Dr. Zhang was helpless. How could he, the old man, have such a nephew!

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't come here quickly, I will burn your hospital!" Ye Moze looked at Han Shui'er's uncomfortable appearance and felt anxious.

"What can make Mr. Ye, who is usually calm and composed? I see that you are as strong as a cow, who is sick?" Dr. Zhang was also very confused. Who can make Ye Moze so panicked and anxious?!

"You will know when you come here. Let's talk, give me a quicker!" Ye Moze cut off the phone directly, then put the cold towel on Han Shui'er's forehead...
Chapter completed!