His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Han Fei became irritable, but still knew she had no choice, so she had to perform the task.

With a big hand stretched out, Han Fei directly pushed out the people under the useless maids who were blocking the door. This movement attracted Han Shangqing's attention. He immediately frowned and said, "Mayfair, what are you doing!"

Listen! This tone must be subconsciously thinking that she has done bad things!

Han Fei ignored him, and immediately after pushing the person out, he walked two steps quickly and opened the closed windows. A gust of wind blew away most of the turbid air in the house. Han Fei felt it My breathing became smoother.

Xia screamed, like a hen guarding her cub, threw herself on the bed, blocked the wind for her child, and cried: "Han Fei! You can't die! You want to kill my son! Master! Master! You are going to be the master of the book!"

Han Shangqing became angry too, and said directly angrily: "What are you doing, Mayfair! Hurry up and close the doors and windows! Do you want to kill your brother!"

Han Fei responded by opening the last window directly, and the temperature in the entire room dropped a bit.

Han Shang was so angry that he almost lost his breath, his brain heated up, and he ran over and raised his hand to slap it.

Han Fei immediately said: "Daddy! Auntie is about to suffocate her brother to death!"

Han Shangqing: "What?"

Han Fei pointed at the second wife who was about to press on the bed, and said directly: "The air in the room is not smooth, and the aunt blocks the air, my brother will be suffocated!"

Han Shangqing was stunned. For some reason, he was stopped by Han Fei's aura, and he hurriedly picked up the Xia family.

I saw that the face of the child who was guarded by Xia's was already pale, as if he would go anytime, which was worse than the face just now.

The Xia family didn’t know that he had crushed the people. Instead, he took it for granted that it was Han Fei’s fault. He opened his mouth and shouted: "Master! Get out of this broom star! She will bring bad luck to Shuer. She, she is going to kill Shuer!"

Han Fei had a new idea about the shamelessness of the second lady, she ignored it, whispered a few words to Chunhong beside her, and the latter ran out the door immediately.

Han Shangqing can no longer care who is right and who is wrong at this moment. His only son is obviously going to be dying. He shouted anxiously, "How come the doctor can't pay for it! Clerical, clerical look at father!"

Han Fei sneered from the bottom of her heart, no matter how harsh Xia's eyes were, she stepped forward and pushed Han Shangqing and Xia away, but the child lying on the bed stunned Han Fei.

The sickly white, thin face, even the lips are bloodless, and the tender face is full of pain, as if the air he breathed is a kind of injury.

But these eyebrows and facial features made Han Fei's eyes flush suddenly. She held back the tears that were about to fall subconsciously, gritted her teeth fiercely, and yelled, "He just ate something!"

Xia wanted to push Han Fei away, but was frightened by her hideous face, and subconsciously said, "Yes, it's the soup..."

Han Fei became angry and said, "Bring a bowl of warm water!"

At this time, Chunhong hurried back, still carrying a bowl of water and a bowl of rice.

Han Fei took the bowl and saw that the child was half unconscious. She whispered: "Is there any consciousness? Do as I say if there are any. I will fill you with water and wait when I let you vomit. Remember to work hard, you know?"

The child half-opened his eyes weakly, as if he had heard it.

Han Fei poured the water in cruelly and spilled a lot of it on the bed, but at this time, no one dared to stop it.

Even Han Fei didn't know how terrifying her face was. Her face full of flesh and blood was all hideous, so a huge body like a hill made people dare not act rashly.

"Come again! Water!"

Chunhong replied: "Yes!"

Immediately a large pot of water was handed over and Han Fei poured it without hesitation until the child could no longer drink and showed signs of vomiting.

With joy on Han Fei's face, and with a big hand, she fished out the child from the thick quilt, put the person on her lap, face down, her hand controlled the strength but it was not a light pat On the back of the child.

"Quick! Spit it out hard!"

Hearing the words, the child opened his mouth. He obviously wanted to vomit, but he just didn't have the strength to vomit. He was sick for too long, and his body was already lying down.

Han Fei gritted her teeth and reached into the child's stomach with one hand, which had already bulged up there. She was cruel, clenched her fist, and pressed her stomach.

"vomit--"

Suddenly, the vomit pours down.