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Chapter 349: The Daily Life Of A Good Person (32)

Chapter 349: The Daily Life Of A Good Person (32)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

After the meal, Feng Bei's condition got worse. Ming Shu frowned very slightly. She didn't bring him out but asked for a room.

She went out to find a physician.

In the heavy snow, most of the physicians had closed their doors. Ming Shu finally found a hospital that was open and paid a huge sum to get the physician to come out with her.

Feng Bei had gotten a serious cold. By the time the physician finished examining him, Feng Bei was unconscious.

Ming Shu asked the waiter to brew medicine and brought it to Feng Bei once he was finished.

Feng Bei smelled the medicine and was unwilling to drink it.

"No."

Feng Bei was really stubborn when he was sick. Ming Shu tried to feed him many times but failed.

Perhaps use her mouth to feed him?

That was thinking too much. Ming Shu forcefully fed him, but a lot of the medicine was spilled.

She then changed his clothes for him and the whole hassle caused her to perspire from the effort.

Feng Bei was still cold. Ming Shu had no choice but to hug him in bed.

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Feng Bei was sick. He became childish and stubborn. His temper got worse too.

"Mu Ling, I want to eat something."

"Mu Ling, I want to drink water."

"Mu Ling, I'm cold..."

"Mu Ling..."

"What!" Ming Shu looked at him angrily.

"I am a patient, why are you so fierce?" Feng Bei complained. "Is this how you treat a patient?"

Ming Shu threw the bowl in her hand and walked toward him. She raised her hand and pushed against his chest. "Feng Bei, I am warning you. If you continue to use your illness as a reason to ask me to do this and that, I will leave you here."

She slowly released her hand and touched his face. Her smile was bright and seductive. "You should know that I will do what I say."

Feng Bei was afraid.

I am not scared of you. I am just giving in to you!

Ming Shu pulled down the blanket. She turned around and took another bowl of medicine. She passed it to him and asked him to finish it.

"Other people got fed." Feng Bei looked at the black medicine and didn't want to drink it.

"Those people are stupid. This is medicine, not a sweet. Is it easier to eat it spoon by spoon or gulp it down in one go?" Ming Shu refuted.

Feng Bei: "..." That sounded really reasonable. He had nothing to rebut.

So, why do people feed medicine to others who are sick?

Will the power of love make the medicine taste sweeter?

The truth was, it couldn't. There was only bitterness.

When Feng Bei healed completely, the snow outside had stopped. The entire city was covered with snow. The snow engulfed the city, but the New Year vibe was becoming stronger.

Feng Bei stood against the window and looked at the children playing downstairs

Boom!

The window was closed and a cold breeze fell on her face.