It was only when she arrived at Mengyuan that she realized something was wrong. She was feeling hot all over. It was obvious that she wasn't sleeping because she was tired from crying.
He drove the car directly to the corridor, got out of the car, picked her up, and hurriedly ordered: "Call Dr. Zhang to Mengyuan immediately, and ask Sister-in-law Li to get some ginger soup first."
The servants scattered around and got busy.
Meng Beichen carried her directly to the master bedroom. He was worried about the clothes she was wearing, so he angrily took them off and put on his own black shirt.
She had a fever, her face was red, and she was unconscious, so she allowed him to help her change her clothes.[
Doctor Zhang gave her an injection and prescribed some medicine. Finally, he looked at Meng Beichen hesitantly, wondering whether he should say anything.
Meng Beichen covered her with the quilt and finally asked impatiently: "Speak!"
"Well, Master Bei, the young lady has been exposed to the wind for too long and cried too hard all at once, which led to coma and fever. Well, try not to let her cry again."
After he finished speaking, his scalp felt numb, and the girl's eyes on the bed were red and swollen. When he saw it, his father's love couldn't help but overflow.
Meng Beichen glared at him and said in a bad tone, "You are talking nonsense, will I let her cry all the time?"
After saying that, he plucked his hair irritably. It was obvious that he had a big responsibility for her crying like this today, but it was this little guy who made him angry in the first place.
Doctor Zhang shook his head in his mind, but still warned: "Eat a light dinner, take anti-injury medicine, and have a good sleep. You will be fine tomorrow."
"Well, you go back, help me, and say hello to your son." The last sentence was too unnatural, and I don't know why I came up with such a sentence.
Dr. Zhang was flattered and became bolder, "Thank you, Mr. Bei. Mr. Bei must also treat the young mistress well. She was very worried last time when the young master was injured."
Meng Beichen nodded and said no more.
When there were only two of them left in the room, he walked around the bed, looking at the little person on the bed, and feeling depressed at the same time. What on earth attracted him to her, and he actually cared about her.
Yes, I care. If it hadn't been like this, would he have rushed to Gretsch's house to capture her?