Chapter 2022 Fever, Coaxing

When Feng Sufei fell asleep, her brows were frowning, because she was easily confused between these two scenes.

She also dreamed of the scene when she was a child. At that time, her grandmother and her parents were still by her side.

They accompany her.

Especially her father, he gave her the feeling that he was so tall and so powerful.

Although the father looks elegant and gentle, he just gives people a powerful feeling.

She could still see the way her mother looked at her father, and there was admiration in her loving eyes.

...

Many, many, Feng Sufei's head hurt a little.

When Feng Sufei woke up again, a layer of sweat broke out all over her body, and her whole body became weak and weak.

When Feng Sufei was about to get up, it was noon the next day, and she felt dizzy.

When Nanrong Huai'an came back, he asked the maid who took care of Feng Sufei. Knowing that Feng Sufei had not woken up, his heart was raised.

Very wrong.

On weekdays, Feng Sufei wouldn't sleep for such a long time.

Nanrong Huaian couldn't help but remember that when she was in the Nanrong family, she came to Biancheng once. After Feng Sufei was injured, she fell asleep for a long time after returning to the family, although she woke up once and explained the reason to him.

But he slept for so long, and it still made his heart tugged and worried, and it really made him anxious.

At this moment, Nanrong Huaian didn't care about anything else, and quickly returned to the bedroom, only to see Feng Sufei propped up on the bed to get up, but because she had no strength, she fell back onto the bed softly.

Seeing Feng Sufei like this, Nanrong Huai'an frowned, and she stepped forward and grabbed Feng Sufei worried.

Nanrong Huai'an just wanted to ask Feng Sufei what was wrong, but found that Feng Sufei's palm was hot.

Only then did Nanrong Huai'an realize that something was wrong with Feng Sufei, "Sufei, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Sufei was about to speak, but her throat was hoarse, and when she opened her mouth, she felt a pain, "I have no strength, my head is dizzy, it hurts..."

Feng Sufei's voice was hoarse and weak.

Nanrong Huaian looked at her like this, and her heart ached.

He reached out and gently wiped the sweat from Feng Sufei's forehead, "I'll call the medical team to show you."

Seeing that Nanrong Huaian was about to leave the room, Feng Sufei pulled his sleeve weakly, "Cough, don't go..."

Nanrong Huaian looked at Feng Sufei like this and was really distressed, "I won't go."

Helpless, Nanrong Huai'an could only call the royal family's dedicated medical care team to see Feng Sufei's body.

The doctor judged it to be a cold and fever.

Give Feng Sufei a hanging bottle.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's appearance, and always felt that it was not a common cold and fever.

But the team of doctors checked it thoroughly and came to this conclusion.

Nanrong Huaian sat next to Feng Sufei, wiping the sweat from her forehead from time to time.

Feng Sufei was completely chaotic and could not eat.

Nanrong Huaian made some porridge himself and coaxed Feng Sufei to drink it.

Feng Sufei didn't want to eat anything, so she had no energy.

But every time Nanrong Huaian would coax patiently over and over again, "Dear, take another sip, if there is nothing in your stomach, your stomach will be uncomfortable, and you will have no strength..."

"Be obedient, can you take another sip..."

For three consecutive days, Nanrong Huaian took care of Feng Sufei very patiently.

Feng Sufei's complexion improved. She watched Nanrong Huaian feed her porridge spoon by spoon, and saw his serious expression, and she was moved a lot.

She suddenly had too many things to say to Nanrong Huaian.