Chapter 150

Jun Mohan rubs his head with one hand. It's deadly. His little wife is still feverish and awake. She can be as noisy as a little girl.

He can only coax.

Feng Sujin leans against Jun Mo's cold arms, a little sober, "I used to have a fever, and I used wet towels to cool down..."

After listening to this sentence, Jun Mohan thought of some local methods.

Feng Sujin doesn't want to go to the hospital. He can't get in touch with Qiu Wenzheng for the moment. Other doctors can't call him home and don't worry. He can only try some local methods.

Before, when he was in the special forces, when he was out of duty, between life and death, when he was sick, he used all the methods of soil.

Jun Mohan takes Feng Sujin back to her bedroom, takes off her clothes and replaces her pajamas.

Before changing clothes for her, Feng Sujin was asleep and quiet.

This meeting, Feng Sujin is half asleep and half awake. She has a fever and is confused. She is very sticky and cold. She hugs and says hot. She just rubs against him.

Jun Mo cold helpless, even some headache, helpless way: "really grinding people!"

Grinding people do not say, still noisy, but he can do nothing, can only coax, who let her fever now delirious.

Jun Mohan takes out the wine and wipes her body with a towel dipped in it, then cools her body with the local method.

In the evening, Jun Mo and Han are guarding fengsujin.

When Feng Sujin is confused, she holds Jun Mohan in her arms and says, "Mom, don't go, don't go..."

"It's so cold, I'm afraid..."

"Don't hit me I am obedient... "

"Sister, don't cry, sister..."

"Dad, I have no mom and Dad Don't die, Dad... "

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Similar to this, Feng Sujin kept murmuring, as if he regarded Jun Mohan as a relative, holding on to him.

Jun Mohan feels the strength of his waist, and then listens to Feng Sujin's words. His heart is slightly hurt.

What did his little wife go through before?

Usually look very strong, but fever sleep confused, even so fragile, fragile as if a touch on the broken appearance.

Jun Mohan could only whisper softly in her ear: "don't be afraid, I'm here Don't go, don't go, have been around you... "

Perhaps the words of Jun Mo Han have the flavor of appeasement, and Feng Sujin gradually calms down and sleeps peacefully.

Jun Mo Han sighed and reached out to wipe away the tears from her eyes.

It was early in the morning the next day after fengsujin completely reduced the fever.

Jun Mohan is not in the mood to rest and sleep again. He covers the quilt for Feng Sujin, then goes to the balcony and makes a phone call.

"Check for me. Who has ever dealt with fengsujin in Fengjia?"

"And Zhuang Zhiping, who had been arrested before, told people to entertain more according to the rules, which was my order." The hospitality, of course, has a different meaning.

The people of Feng family, Jun Mohan really want to deal with it one by one, but if so, the depression in Feng Sujin's heart will not vent.

She will feel comfortable only if she asks for everything from the Feng family.

So Jun Mohan endured for a while, but it's OK to punish some people secretly.

After two hours, Jun Mohan received a piece of information. What the Feng family did to Feng Sujin, there was a general record on it.

After reading it, Jun Mo's eyes were cold and his eyes were shining with cold light. He was so cold that he broke his pen with one hand.

"The wind family are really impatient!"

Then, Jun Mohan made a phone call and explained some things. He would not let go of anyone who had hurt Feng Sujin.

In the early morning, Yuan Libin, the father of former green art, was dismissed from his post because of a project in the important political department.