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Chapter 684: Little Fumelon Sick

Yuan Wense has always treated his subordinates as employees.

On the evening of the 30th, Grandma Jin Yeye and her son and husband were at home.

She works hard here, but her husband is enjoying himself at home with another woman. Although it is in line with the common sense of this era, she really can't stand it.

At night, she would take Little Fugua to bed herself.

Lao Shi came over shamelessly.

From the 30th to the 15th of the New Year, he had to sleep with Fujin. He took it seriously as a family rule of the Duke of Dun.

Although you can't do anything, isn't it the pinnacle of life to sleep with Phoenix in your arms?

Having said that, Lao Shi asked cautiously before going to bed: "Have you peed?"

Yuan Wense snorted contemptuously: "Why are you peeing in such a small amount? You are wearing a diaper."

Lao Shi was relieved and said, "Let him sleep outside with me so as not to surprise you again at night."

Yuan Wense yawned and fell asleep unceremoniously.

For a man, asking him to work more for his wife and children is also a way to promote love. For a woman, it is not good for a woman to be too considerate and ruthless.

Lao Shi held the little Fugua in his arms and held Yuan Wense's hand, feeling very happy.

The little fu melon was squeezed in the middle, its tender flesh almost deformed, but it was still sleeping soundly.

In the middle of the night, Little Fu Gua grumbled and had a stomachache. The thin little voice frightened the old man out of his wits: "Come here, call Doctor Li immediately."

Yuan Wense put his forehead to the little Fugua's to test his body temperature. He found that he didn't have a fever. Looking at his expression, he didn't feel particularly painful. He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "You are too old, don't be so surprised. Huang Ama gave me a bowl."

Rou, you just go to the imperial doctor like this because you think your life is too good, and you don’t need to disturb the imperial doctor Li if you want to come and see anyone!"

Although her Eye of Truth is not of much use in the current situation, at least she has not learned the pregnancy guide in the past two years in vain, and she has a certain understanding of common diseases in children.

Although Little Fugua was moaning and crying, there were no scary changes in his face, and his body temperature was normal, which meant that there was nothing serious wrong with him.

A child does not pretend to be sick, his expression can definitely represent his illness.

"Little Fugua is sick, how can you worry so much?" Lao Shi, who was already skillfully dressing himself, said: "You don't understand, it is better to go to Dr. Li secretly on the street than to go to Dr. Li."

"I said it's okay. It's probably because there's too much meat and it's not being used anymore, so my stomach hurts."

"That won't work either. I'll let the doctor take a look and feel relieved."

Lao Shi jumped out of bed barefoot and said in the original text: "Can you please take care of yourself? You dare to stand on the ground for me with bare feet on such a day. Are you just trying to find trouble?"

Lao Shi slowed down for a moment, glanced at Yuan Wense, took a deep breath, and walked out.

Imperial Physician Li also had a hard life. Since Emperor Kangxi pointed out the first child to Prince Fujin of Dunjun, the second child will naturally be his.

Even on New Year's Eve, I didn't stop. I hugged myself out of bed in the middle of the night, and walked around Beijing all night with the curfew sign.

To be honest, if you compare this to Beijing, which never stops during the day, the streets at night are really interesting.

This is a view that most people are never lucky enough to see in their lifetime.

But for Dr. Li, a night trip to Beijing was not a once-in-a-lifetime experience. It was a matter of life and death, so he was not in the mood to appreciate it.
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