Chapter 26 Allergy Fever
Would like to have as one people, old age is not way off.

Du Qian's crying gradually stopped, her flushed little face leaned against his shoulder sobbing for a while and then fell asleep.

Yue Mo wiped her sweat and watched her until the fever subsided, then wiped her body again, changed the bedding, turned off the headlights and turned on the night light, and fell asleep with her arms around her.

Du Qian was awakened by a headache, which hit her one after another, making her dizzy, and when she opened her eyes, she felt the pain in her throat.

Yue Mo pushed the door open and came in, raised his eyes and saw the woman leaning against the bedside in pain, he closed the door to prevent the wind and cold air from slipping in.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Yue Mo went to the bedside and took her temperature.

When she got up in the morning, she had a low-grade fever again.

Duqian closed her eyes, leaned against the head of the bed so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry, but she didn't have the strength to cry, and looked at Yue Mo eagerly.

Yue Mo turned around and poured a cup of hot water into her palm, her black eyes were stained with worry, "Drink some hot water, I'll arrange someone now, let's go to the doctor."

Du Qian held the cup and drank two sips of hot water, feeling a little better, but she didn't know if it was a psychological effect.

Yue Mo raised her palm to cover her forehead, and her brows have not been loosened since she came in: "It's hard, isn't it?"

Du Qian nodded weakly, took out a piece of paper to wipe off the snot, and didn't want to talk anymore, but couldn't sleep, her eyelids were hot even when she closed her eyes.

Yuemo took a piece of antipyretic stickers and put them on her, and went to the suitcase to get a long skirt and a thick coat that were easy to wear.

Du Qian put on her clothes and sat on the chair, looking unlovable.

The pick-up car came soon and stopped on the side of the road. There was a man in a purple coat with slender legs, a bit of evil in his eyes, but a disgusted expression on his face.

"Why did you come to such a lousy place? Is it strange if you don't get sick?" The man said to himself.

Yue Mo came out with Du Qian in her arms, and saw the man when she raised her eyes.

The man's eyes lit up, and he waved at Yue Mo: "Brother-in-law!"

Yuemo: "..."

He walked away with Du Qian in his arms, and said to the man with a calm expression, "Du Sheng asked you to come?"

Du Qian looked up at the man, and called lightly: "Second Brother..."

"Why are you dying?" Du Fan looked up and down at this woman who usually jumped up and down in his yard to pull the peonies he had worked so hard to grow.

Yue Mo's face was already a little displeased: "Get in the car, it's been burning for almost an hour."

Du Fan then sighed and ordered someone to open the car door, and sighed: "Hurry up, low-grade fever is the easiest to burn out the brain, brother-in-law, you don't know, when we were young, our brains were burned out by low-grade fever, He is 40 years old, and his old mother is still chasing after him to feed him, but I feel sad, but I heard that he has gotten better recently, and I haven’t seen him.”

Yue Mo glared at him, Du Qian sniffed and burst into tears.

Du Fan panicked: "Little sister, don't cry!"

Duqian nestled in Yuemo's arms, trying to stay as far away from Dufan as possible, her tears fell like broken beads, and she muttered intermittently: "I don't want to be a fool...I don't want my mother to chase me to feed me... ... woo woo woo..."

This car is going to meet Du Fan's father, Du Xingrong.

Du Xingrong and Du Qian's father, Du Xingyu, are blood brothers. In the next generation, there is only a girl like Du Qian, who has been doted on since childhood. If Du Xingrong finds out that he makes the younger sister cry Got it?
At this moment, Du Fan only hopes that Du Qian can stop crying and stop, so as to avoid his bloody disaster.

Unexpectedly, she cried for more than ten minutes but didn't get better. Her voice was fine, but her tears flowed out for nothing, and she looked even more aggrieved.

Yue Mo didn't coax her, but kept wiping her tears to prevent the tears from soaking her clothes, and when the cold wind blew, she was caught in the cold again.

It was useless for Dufan to say anything along the way, Duqian was still crying until his destination.

It was already half an hour later, her body temperature rose a little, Duqian was sobbing, her eyes were red, she looked like she had been bullied.

Yue Mo's face was already unreadable, but fortunately, he was arranged for treatment immediately after getting out of the car.

Du Fan was dragged into the garden by Du Xingrong and beaten up.

To be honest, Yue Mo stood beside the bed, with Du Qian on the bed behind him, and Du Fan being chased and beaten by Du Xingrong under his eyes, the sound insulation effect of the glass was very good, he could only see that Du Fan hadn't closed it all the time. mouth, and pained expression.

Although violence is not advocated...but it's still...very cool.

In the garden, except for the father and son who were chasing, everyone else dared not go forward, and Du Fan's wailing was heard in their ears.

"Father! I was wrong! I was wrong! Isn't my little sister still fine! No way!"

"Little brat, I took your skin off and fed it to the fish today! Qianqian came back crying! You told me it was all right?! I think you don't want to live anymore, right! Today, I'll give you my life! Give me stop!"

It is said that a long, long time ago, Du Xingrong was also a gentle and refined man.

How else can I say that time is a pig-killing knife...

The fever has basically subsided, the doctor put down the thermometer, looked down at Duqian's test report, frowned and looked at Yuemo and said: "Her situation is quite special, it is caused by allergies, and the allergens don't seem to be local. Things, let's check again, the family members should pay more attention, let her pay more attention, remember to take those two boxes of medicine, before meals."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Yue Mo nodded to him.

The doctor turned and left.

Du Qian was lying on the bed with a pale face. Not long after, Du Xingrong came in carrying Du Fan with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Du Fan estimated that he had been punched by Laozi a few times, and the left half of his face was swollen, but his eyes were still moving nimbly, thinking of some terrible idea.

"Isn't it all right?" Du Fan said unconvinced.

Some people seem to be always on the road to death and death, without repentance.

Du Xingrong's face darkened again, and he turned his head and slapped Du Fan on the body, and he was furious: "Damn boy! Your sister has a fever caused by allergies! It's fatal! You're still procrastinating!"

As Du Xingrong said, he picked up the broom beside him and was about to greet him.

"Dad!" Du Fan quickly backed away, covering half of his red and swollen face in horror, "I know I was wrong! It won't happen in the future!"

"Uncle." Yue Mo suddenly said.

Du Xingrong turned to look at him, paused for two seconds, put down the broom, and sighed, "Thanks to you."

Yue Mo smiled, turned her eyes to Du Qian, and smiled: "It should."

"As long as Qianqian is fine, we won't be arguing here anymore. You can spend more time with her. Let's go back first. If she wakes up, just give us a call." Du Xingrong restored his soft smile and raised his hand Patted Yue Mo on the shoulder.

Then he turned around, pinched Du Fan's ear and left.

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