Inside the bedroom, the setting sun shines in through the window, and the orange light just shines on the bed.

Jiang mianmianmian's face was burning red, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his hands were holding the pillow and quilt, and he seemed to be sleeping very uneasily.

Seeing Jiang mianmianmian's appearance, Qin Cang was surprised.

He usually looks at Jiang mianmianmian, who is very active all the time. Let alone has a fever, he seldom has a cold.

I didn't expect that today I just blew the air conditioner for a while, and it burned so badly.

When Qin Cang thought of it, he couldn't help but feel lucky.

Fortunately, song Anqi made such a fuss today. The third master himself rushed to the mall to meet her. Otherwise, Miss Jiang had a fever, and the whole Fu House would be trembling.

"Well, go and get some warm water." Fu Jin Han put his hand on Jiang mianmianmian's forehead, tried the temperature, took the antipyretic medicine, and gave a cold command.

Zhang Ma has brought warm water in, looking at Jiang mianmianmian's red face, her eyes immediately show a trace of heartache.

"Miss Mianmian has been busy filming and watching plays recently. She hasn't had a good rest for several days. No wonder she will get sick. Third master, do you want to have a rest? Let me take care of Miss Mianmian. "

After Zhang's mother finished, she looked at Fu Jinhan and urged him to have a rest.

In addition to miss Mianmian, the third master has been busy with the company's affairs, often working late into the night.

Now miss Mianmian is ill. If the third master is also ill, the whole Fu House will be in a hurry.

"No need." Fu Jin Han shook his head.

While talking, Dr. Zhang came in quickly: "third master."

"Well, show her."

Fu Jin Han nodded slightly to the doctor and dodged away from the bedside.

Dr. Zhang first reached out to test the temperature of Jiang mianmianmian's forehead, then took out a thermometer and stethoscope and began to measure her temperature and heart rate.

Ten minutes later, Dr. Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, took back the stethoscope and thermometer, turned his head and said to Fu Jinhan.

"It's just a common fever. It should be that I've been tired recently, and I've had a cold. I'll take some medicine to relieve fever and have a rest for a few days."

"Hard work." Fu chin Han nodded, took the hot water from Zhang Ma's hand and helped Jiang Mianmian up.

"Well." The river sleeps of originally uneasy, so move, eyebrow immediately wrinkled up.

"Wake up and drink the antipyretic before you go to sleep."

Fu Jin Han patiently opened his mouth, let her head pillow on his chest, and let her lie down again after she finished the medicine.

As soon as Jiang mianmianmian lay back in the quilt, he immediately looked like a drowning animal. He grabbed Fu Jinhan's clothes with both hands and held on tightly.

"Well, don't go." Jiang mianmianmian didn't know what he had dreamt of. He curled up in pain and ten fingers turned white because of exertion.

"Cough, it's OK for the third master to take care of Miss Mianmian. Let's go out, Dr. Qin Cang and Dr. Zhang."

Looking at the way they get along with each other, mother Zhang shows a kind smile on her face and quickly opens her mouth.

"Third Master, I'm downstairs. I'll tell you what to do." Qin Cang nodded and opened his eyes.

"I'm with assistant Qin, too." Doctor Zhang also nodded.

The three people looked at each other with tacit understanding, and walked out with their heads down. They were afraid that if they walked slowly, they would disturb the world of the third master and Miss Jiang.

Qin Cang walked at the back and closed the door thoughtfully.