He frowned deeply and ordered to the diaper: "Mu Xiaoni, go to the sofa and bring in the bag I just brought."
"Oh!!" After receiving the order, Mu Xiaoni turned back to the living room obediently, took her pocket and returned to the bedroom.
Yang Mufan first observed the room, and finally took out a new quilt from the closet and covered Mu Wanqing's body.
Taking the bag, he quickly took out the thermometer and helped Mu Wanqing measure the temperature.
Infrared rays swept past his ears quickly. Yang Mufan saw that the thermometer showed 41 degrees Celsius, and his beautiful brows instantly furrowed to the deepest level.
Without hesitation, he took out the antipyretic medicine and asked the diaper to pour a glass of warm water. After feeding Mu Wanqing to take the medicine, he quickly took out the antipyretic ice pack and put it on her forehead...
Looking around, he found that the room was tightly closed by Mu Wanqing. Yang Mufan got up, walked to the window, pushed the glass window open, and then closed the curtains that could cover the big bed.
As soon as the thick curtains were closed, half of the room fell into darkness.
Yang Mufan glanced at the humidifier placed on the bedside, so he poured some mineral water into the machine. After starting it, he placed it on the bedside.
Every twenty minutes, Yang Mufan would measure Mu Wanqing's temperature and observe her temperature changes all the time.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing's lips were dry and cracked due to burning, Yang Mufan carefully dipped a cotton swab in water to moisturize her lips.
While waiting for Mu Wanqing's fever to subside, Mu Xiaoni hugged his thigh tightly like a piece of brown candy.
He sat on the chair next to the bed, and she hugged his legs and sat on the floor.
Feeling Mu Xiaoni staring at him with her big round black eyes, Yang Mufan whispered: "There is really nothing to do, go back to your room and do your homework."
"..." Mu Xiaoni did not move.
Yang Mufan really didn't like his thigh. It was always being held tightly by something. As time went by, he felt that his whole leg was numb.
Yang Mufan glanced at her with some displeasure. He wanted to scold her in a stronger tone, but when his eyes fell on her pitiful little face, he realized that there was fear and panic in her eyes.
Mu Wanqing must have fainted at home, which really frightened her. Apart from her, there was no other adult at home.
After all, he is just a five-year-old child, an age that doesn’t understand anything...
Yang Mufan moved his body and asked in a low voice: "Sit on the ground, isn't it cold? Don't worry, I won't run away now, don't hold me so tightly."
After hearing Yang Mufan's words, diaper held his thigh harder and harder.
She shook her head, her hair as messy as a henhouse, and muttered, "It's not cold, but it's cool."
"..." Yang Mufan was speechless.
Diaper was silent for a while, then raised his little head and asked pitifully: "Uncle pervert, will mommy die?!"
"...Mommy is just sick. She will be fine after a nap." Yang Mufan replied.
"Uncle pervert, when will mommy wake up?! I kept calling her just now, but she ignored diaper. In the past, mommy was sleeping, no matter how soundly she slept, if I called her, she would respond to me..." Don't say
, It doesn’t matter, as soon as I said it, the little princess Diaper burst into tears.
Yang Mufan never bothered to reply to these mentally retarded questions.
But when he saw the pitiful eyes of the diaper kittens and puppies, he patiently answered them one by one.
