House Dad’s Literary Life

Murphy’s face was a little red. Yang Lan thought she was hot and asked Murphy, but Murphy said that she should not open the air conditioner even lower.

"I am a bit cold." At that time, Murphy’s words echoed in Yang Lan’s ear.

Yang Lan, who feels that something is wrong now, looks at it carefully. This is not a normal red. This is not a problem with lighting! It is a kind of flushing, which is similar to the feeling of high altitude red. It is also a bit like the blush after drinking alcohol, the telangiectasia caused by people who are not able to drink!

"What's wrong?" Yang Lan suddenly looked at her eyes and made Murphy feel a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't afford to think about it.

Suddenly, Yang Lan stood up, his arms stretched out, and crossed the table directly, and pressed onto Murphy's forehead.

Murphy suddenly stunned, like the sudden aunt, and looked at her Yang Lan with a look of concern.

Next to the cockroach is also watching the movements with big eyes, but the two small hands are holding the chicken wings and trying to eat, the mouth can not stop.

Yang Hao’s expression was very serious. He explored the temperature of Murphy’s forehead and it was obviously hot. He couldn't help but blame: "How is it so hot?"

“Hot?” Murphy asked in a confused way.

Yang Lan put down the chopsticks of his left hand, went around the table, gently held Murphy’s head, and then touched her forehead, confirming clearly, he blamed and asked: “It’s very hot, you Did you say a fever?"

Murphy's head was really dizzy. When she was held by Yang Lan, she couldn't afford to struggle. Instead, she seemed to find a reliance in Yang Lan's arms. Her head was even more dizzy: "Fever? Hee... …Have it?"

When I came back from the capital today, Murphy felt that she was a little lacking. She thought it was too tired these days. Even with Mo Xiaojuan, she also asked if Mo Xiaojuan was wearing an eye bag. It seems that the rest is not good. ?

Mo Xiaojuan also smiled and comforted her at the time: "Sister, your face is rosy! This is a healthy color, a taste of happiness! Hurry, go to my brother-in-law, let your brother-in-law moisturize and moisturize you!"

At that time, Murphy had the strength to chase the mouthless Mo Xiaojuan, but she did not know her own tiredness, not because of tiredness and sleepiness...

"It's really a fever! Hey, how do I say you? It's such a big person, I don't know if I have a fever." Yang Lan looked at Murphy's languid look. He was very anxious. He suddenly bent down and inked. The Philippine is holding it up.

"Don't, halo..." Murphy also wanted to grieve and refute, but suddenly the feeling of swaying the clouds, scared her, she subconsciously extended two thin arms, clinging to Yang Lan The neck is afraid to fall.

Yang Lan just took her to the sofa, then turned to take out the medical box hidden in his house, turned out the mercury thermometer, and gave it to Murphy.

"Wait a minute to see how many degrees!" Yang Lan sat on the sofa next to him, and said with a sigh of relief, "I feel early when I feel uncomfortable! When I touched it, I could burn boiled eggs quickly."

"Don't tell me about it!" Murphy squinted and grievously said. The voices are weak and the lips are pale and bloodless.

"What's wrong with Ma Ma?" The mouth was full of oil and his hands were dirty. He climbed down from the chair and ran and asked.

"Mom is sick! She should have a fever." Yang Yan’s eyes were fast, and she grabbed the small claws that were still stained with sauce. She had to put it on the sofa.

Yang Lan took her daughter to the bathroom to wash her hands and wipe her face: "Are you all full?"

“Satiate!” He pointed to his bulging little belly and said with a smile, “Look at you! Eat a big belly!”

Yang Lan didn't care too much. If Murphy saw it, he must say that the little girl is not reserved!

"Hey, hey!" When he was going out, he took his father's hand and placed it on his forehead, groaning. "Look, you see if you are sick."

It turned out that she had just seen a scene of dad giving her mother a hand to explore the temperature of her forehead, and thought that there was any magical detection method inside!

Yang Lan smirked the air bangs of the little girl and said, "Well, you are not sick, go play, daddy must take care of the mother!"

It happened to nod, but she didn't play on her own, just holding her big bear baby and watching her mother and father.

"38.80 degrees! It’s almost burned to thirty-nine degrees!" Yang Lan frowned.

"That's fine." Murphy smiled hard and looked at her beggar with concern. "It's not serious, I just have a good night's sleep."

"How can it be? How long have you burned? If you don't cool down, you will only burn more and more hot!" Yang Lan shook his head and said, "No, I have to send you to the hospital to see!"

"No, don't go to the hospital." Murphy responded a lot.

"I will give you makeup, no one will recognize you!" Yang Lan thought that Murphy was worried about his identity exposure!

"No, I don't go to the hospital!" Murphy curled up on the sofa, like a little girl, grievously said, "It's only thirty-eight degrees, I don't go to the hospital, I have to hang a needle... ..."

Yang Lan understands that she is afraid of an injection!

Just when Yang Lan felt so angry and funny, she ran over. She struggled to hold the baby bear, and said very intimately: "Ma Ma, do you give the baby bear to you? Just hold the big bear. Baby, it will be fast."

Murphy gratifiedly licked her daughter's little face, but Yang Lan still let the baby bear the baby: "Hey, your mother is sick now! She needs a quiet, airy environment, the baby bear is too big." And it will be very hot."

Since Murphy is not willing to go to the hospital, Yang Lan had to think of another way.

Dressing or simply dealing with trauma, Yang Lan is an expert. In his medical kit, there are many spare bandages and drugs. Although these are unlikely to be used, Yang Yan is just in case of consideration. I still prepared myself a medical device that was able to take out bullets and wrap it and heal the wounds after a shot.

However, the treatment of fever is a "small disease". Yang Lan is not very good at it. There is no ordinary antipyretic medicine at home. There is a special medicine that is forced to cool down, but the damage to the body is not small. Of course, it cannot be used for Murphy. !

So Yang Lan had to go out to buy medicine, and even the messy tableware on the table was not cleaned up - this was something that could not be tolerated before.

When Yang Lan bought an antipyretic medicine, Murphy had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Yang Lan awakened her and took her medicine: "After drinking, take a good sleep, don't worry, tomorrow will be fine!"

Murphy had already had a little confusion. She only felt that she was leaning on Yang Lan’s arms, and after drinking the medicine, she was swayed by the clouds and was taken to the room where he slept. Finally, in the warm bed, ink The Philippine fell asleep.