"Jing'er..." Seeing An Jing's consciousness of being burned by high heat was a little unclear, Xiao Changyi felt so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

"Husband." An Jing hummed uncomfortable, "Give me some ice, I'm so hot... so hot..."

An Jing is not lying on the bed at all, but on the ice, and it is still hot.

Xiao Changyi's thin lips were pursed tightly into a straight line. After a while, he let someone put half water and half ice in the bathtub. Then he picked up Wen Jing horizontally and placed Wen Jing in the bathtub.

The ice water immersed the quiet shoulders, and the quiet chin could still touch the water surface.

If An Jing hadn't had pussy yet, Xiao Changyi would never dare to put An Jing in the ice water like this.

"Are you feeling better?" Xiao Changyi sat next to the bathtub and asked softly.

An Jing finally opened her eyes and no longer became unconscious like she had just now. She felt much better. Turning her head, she showed Xiao Changyi a weak and comforting smile: "It's much better, don't worry, husband, I'm fine."

Xiao Changyi pursed his lower lip and didn't say anything.

But his hand, which had a very beautiful joints, reached towards An Jing's face. Seeing that An Jing's face was still very hot, he wrapped a cloth with broken ice and put it on An Jing's face to make An Jing's face feel better.

An Jing wanted to raise her hand and shake Xiao Changyi's hand, but she didn't have the strength. Even so, she didn't raise her hand, but smiled at Xiao Changyi again, and her smile was still very weak.

Xiao Changyi felt very distressed, but still said nothing. Instead, he approached her handsome face, and was not afraid of being infected with the plague, and rubbed her intimately with her face.

An Jing suddenly smiled again and said weakly: "Yun'er likes us to rub him like this the most. He is very happy every time he rubs him."

"Um."

"Jing'er, Xing'er, Qing'er saw us rubbing like this, and hehe..." An Jing smiled weakly, "I really think that the four children in our family are so cute."

"Yeah, cute."

"Will the adoptive father help us take care of them?"

"Um."

"Then I'll feel relieved." As he said that, An Jing closed her eyes, not only weak, but also looked tired. "My husband, I want to sleep."

"Well, you go to bed." Xiao Changyi's face was approaching Yan Jing again, and a kiss was printed on An Jing's forehead with extreme gentleness.

I slept quietly and comfortably.

Xiao Changyi did not dare to leave, so he sat next to the bathtub, holding a cloth wrapped in broken ice in one hand to cool An Jing's face, and holding An Jing who sat in the bathtub with the other hand to prevent An Jing from sliding down from head to toe into the bathtub and drowning.

...

Gong Juechen woke up and found that the pus on his body had become much weaker, no longer as fresh as the pus that was about to break. Gong Juechen was stunned at first, not knowing what was going on, but then he was overjoyed.

Yesterday, he didn't eat anything special, except the Fulan flower cake given by his sister.

So, it's the Fulan Flower...

There is no way out!

When Gong Juechen learned that Fulanhua could cure the plague, he was so happy that he came to the palace with the Fulanhua cake that he had not finished eating, looking for Xiao Changyi and An Jing.

But when he came to the door of the room where Xiao Changyi and An Jing lived, he was stopped by Qin Er and Qin San.

"Doctor Gong, our master gave the order, no one is allowed to go in."

Gong Juechen immediately found something wrong: "What's wrong?"

Qin Er was silent before he honestly said, "Mrs. I'm infected with the plague."

Gong Juechen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I won't go in, but please let your master come out quickly. I'll find a way to cure the plague."
Chapter completed!