The doctor followed Mi Xiaotao into the room. He checked Lu Shaoqing. Lu Shaoqing was sleeping heavily and had no idea about all this.

"Doctor, how is my husband?"

Mi Xiaotao was very anxious. The doctor put away the stethoscope and responded, "Mrs. Lu, don't worry, Mrs. Lu's body is not a big problem. He will have a fever, maybe he is too tired and caught a cold! I prescribe some medicine, and he will reduce his fever after taking it!"

"Okay, thank you doctor!"

After the doctor left, Mi Xiaotao walked into the kitchen and found some millet. The butler said in confusion, "Mrs. Lu, what do you want to cook, I'll cook it!"

"Oh, I want to make some millet porridge for my husband, I will cook it myself! He needs to take some liquid food first and then take medicine so that he will not hurt his stomach!"

Mi Xiaotao knew that Lu Shaoqing's stomach had been uncomfortable before, so she could not let the fever-reducing medicine hurt his stomach again.

"Ms. Lu is so careful!"

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Then I'll make some appetizers for Mr. Lu!"

"Thanks!"

Mi Xiaotao waited for the porridge to be cooked, brought it to the dining table, filled it with a small bowl, then picked up some appetizers made by the butler, and walked into the room with a tray.

"Brother Lu, you get up first and drink some porridge, and then take the medicine!"

Lu Shaoqing was sleeping in a daze and woken up by Mi Xiaotao. He glanced at her and muttered, "I'm fine, I'll just have a sleep!"

"Brother Lu, you have a fever. The doctor has already checked you. He said you have no big problem, just take some to reduce the fever!"

Mi Xiaotao helped Lu Shaoqing sit up, took a pillow and placed it behind him, "I made some millet porridge, you can drink Nuannuan's stomach first and then take medicine!"

"good!"

Lu Shaoqing's face was a little pale. He looked at Mi Xiaotao and smiled, saying, "I didn't expect that I was sick, so I've made my wife work hard!"

"I won't work hard!"

Mi Xiaotao pulled a stool and sat beside the bed, holding a bowl in her hand. She filled half a spoonful of millet porridge with a small spoonful of millet porridge, and then gave it to Lu Shaoqing's mouth. He opened his mouth and ate it.

"Wife, I can do it myself!"

"No, I want to take care of you!"

Mi Xiaotao looked at him and said seriously, "Brother Lu, you have always been taking care of me, and I don't have many times to take care of you, so just let me do it!"

"good!"

Mr. Lu smiled, "Thank you for your hard work, my wife!"

"I really don't work hard!"

Mi Xiaotao fed him another bite of millet porridge, "Brother Lu, you have to get better soon!"

“Must!”

A bowl of millet porridge was quickly finished, and with the appetizers made by the housekeeper, Lu Shaoqing felt that he was much more relaxed.

After resting for a while, Mi Xiaotao handed him the boiling water and pills, "Brother Lu, you take the antipyretic medicine and sweat, and the fever will subside!"

"Actually, there is no need to be such a trouble!"

Lu Shaoqing looked at Mi Xiaotao with evil brows, "As long as you accompany me to do a refreshing exercise, I sweat and my fever will go away!"

"Oh, Brother Lu! You have a fever, and you are still so inappropriate!"

Mi Xiaotao's face turned red immediately after being amused by him. This man is really. He still wants to eat her tofu when he is sick.

"Haha, I'm joking with you! You're so careless!"

Lu Shaoqing threw the pills into his mouth, drank the boiled water, and said with a smile, "Silly girl, I'm sick, how could I pass the germs to you?"

"Hate, you always like to make fun of others!"

Mi Xiaotao glanced at him sideways and helped him lie down, "Cover your quilt and sleep, and get up and change into a set of pajamas when you sweat!"
Chapter completed!