Chapter 814

It's a pity that Gong Qiao didn't have the will to recover. He even went out of his body all day and didn't say anything.

The whole person is cold as ice, like an independent prince living in another time and space.

Seven seven heartache, she knew that this time Gong Qiao may not need her, he needs the encouragement of cotton.

But cotton I don't know if I can visit Gong Qiao.

She said a lot of things to Gong Qiao. Gong Qiao didn't respond. At last, she could only leave.

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Gong Qiao was taken back to Jincheng private hospital from the hospital near the city. Although it was very close, Mianmian did not visit him again.

It's not that Zhan Muqian won't let her go, but that Mianmian fell ill

Gong Qiao was hit hard by the accident.

From small to large, except for the mother who killed herself because of depression The people close to her have never had such a big impact on her.

Gong Qiao's paralysis stimulated her so much that she came home from the hospital near the city.

Zhan Muqian could see that she was heartbroken and comforted her patiently for a long time.

He thought Mian Mian would gradually calm down after sleeping for a few days.

But Mianmian starts a high fever when he goes to bed late in the night. When the fever reaches 40 degrees, doctors come to rescue him in the middle of the night.

The fever was raging, and doctors were even worried that she would burn her brain.

The fever didn't go away for two days and two nights. Most of the time, she was in a coma and occasionally woke up to talk nonsense.

The war chief was in a heavy mood.

He has seen the naughty cotton, the bold cotton, the coquettish like a lamb, the coquettish like a goblin

But I have never seen her so fragile.

It's like a ceramic doll that can't be attacked.

After the drug fever subsided, it will soon burn again. Zhan Muqian has also been fighting for many years for fear that she will burn out.

So in addition to infusion therapy, he also had to constantly cool her down physically.

He used the cold wet towel to wipe her body again and again to try to cool down, and pressed the wet towel on her forehead to cool down

This has been going on and on for three days and two nights.

Mianmian finally retreated from the fever and her little face was too thin to be a little baby fat.

It's pathetic to laugh.

She called him softly in her voice, "Uncle Zhan, am I asleep? I feel asleep for a long time..."

Zhan Muqian feels her skin hot these days.

I feel so sad that I hate to replace myself.

Hearing her asking, he plucked her hair and said in a warm voice, "well, I've been sleeping for a long time. Cotton is sick. I'll be fine when the disease is cured."

Mian Mian's big eyes are filled with a blank moment.

She moved her aching body a little.

"I'm so sick. No wonder I'm sick. I'm going to fall apart in pain. Are I going to die soon, uncle Zhan?"

She asked so seriously with a pale face.

Zhan Muqian's heart ached with convulsions. He touched her cheek and coaxed her with a warm voice. "Don't be silly. You're just catching a cold, so you have a fever. Wait for the fever to subside."

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It took almost a week for her to get better.

After she recovered her strength, she was silent, and she never mentioned Gong Qiao in front of him again.

Zhan Muqian is afraid that her body will not get up and her cheeks will be a little red. He dare not say a word with her again.