It was a long-awaited date, and Nie Zheng also lost track of time. It was already two o'clock in the morning when the two of them watched the fireworks at the resort. They returned to their residence to tidy up and go to bed. It was almost dawn.
Xiaoxiao cannot be blamed for the latter reason. The person who pestered her and refused to give up was Mr. Nie.
When he went to sleep, Mr. Nie felt refreshed and satisfied.
However, when I woke up, there was a tragedy - Mr. Nie was sick! Will Mr. Nie, who is as strong as an iron wall, also get sick?
Since she and Feng Xiaoxiao got married, Feng Xiaoxiao has never seen him sick.
Is it because his aura is so strong that even cold viruses avoid him?
In short, Nie Zheng is a person who rarely catches a cold.
Of course, this was Feng Xiaoxiao's previous impression, and she would not think so at all now.
People like Nie Zheng are actually the most susceptible to illness.
He carries all the pressure on his shoulders, and he doesn't like to talk about it outside. He always does more than he talks about.
What is this called?
This is another version of 'Sister Lin'.
Fortunately, he is in good physical condition and has been working out for many years, but he can't keep up with it and always gets sick.
When I got up early, it was rare to see him lying in bed, holding Feng Xiaoxiao's hand, "Xiaoxiao..." He didn't even open his eyes. Feng Xiaoxiao thought he was talking in his sleep. When he was about to make a joke, he suddenly felt the palm of his hand.
It seems a little hot.
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat. The reason she became a mother was that she was very sensitive to body temperature.
Da Yu'er, when Xiao Yu'er was born for two years, Nie Zheng was not around. She lived with Shen Mingzhu and their two children. She took her children to bed at night, and she would touch her hands even with her eyes closed in her sleep.
Try their temperature.
Therefore, Feng Xiaoxiao knew that Nie Zheng had a fever without using a thermometer.
"What's going on here?"
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and then extended his hand to Nie Zheng's butt.
Nie Zheng smiled, "What is this for?"
"do not move."
Feng Xiaoxiao glared at him, and sure enough... Nie Zheng asked her: "What did you find?"
"You have a fever."
Feng Xiaoxiao withdrew his hand and looked unhappy.
A person's butt is generally cool to the touch. If the butt is warm, it must be a fever.
She put on some clothes and went to call Ding Chuang.
Before Ding Chuang arrived, he found a thermometer and took Nie Zheng's temperature - 38.6°C.
Suddenly, her face turned dark.
Nie Zheng grabbed her hand, which was scalding hot, and praised her, "Xiao Xiao is so awesome. You can tell I have a fever with just one test."
This also requires a thermometer, right?"
Feng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him, but her expression softened slightly, knowing that he was trying to comfort her.
Between them, maybe because of his age, he always gave way to her.
Even at this time, he still had to take into account her mood.
She was angry and unhappy, but she was not angry because Nie Zheng was ill.
But, she was too careless.
It was very windy in Shanghai last night, so she insisted on watching the fireworks show.
With her interest so high, Nie Zheng would naturally not bring up such a thing as letting her go back to spoil the fun.
As a result, that's it.
Feng Xiaoxiao was angry with herself, it was all because of her. She forgot that Nie Zheng was also a human being, made of flesh, not iron. He had been overloaded with work during this period. After a night of sea breeze, he came back and continued to toss...
…"It's my fault."
Feng Xiaoxiao lowered her head and muttered softly.
"nonsense."
Nie Zheng rubbed her hand, "Let me see how nice my Xiaoxiao is."
We all know that we feel sorry for him, and there is nothing better than this.