("What else can be done?")

Feng Qingyu didn't seem to notice the shocked looks of several people, and spoke lightly with thin lips.

"You can use alcohol..."

The doctor saw that Feng Qingyu didn't even find it troublesome to help the patient change clothes. He just used alcohol to physically reduce the fever, and he didn't find it troublesome.

"Um."

"How?"

Feng Qingyu added another sentence...

Then I listened carefully to the doctor's explanation, and finally nodded...

Then he started to prepare, and after he was ready, he looked at the doctor who was still standing there...

After receiving Feng Qingyu's look, several people immediately said consciously: "We are outside. If there is any problem, call us immediately..."

Obviously, Feng Qingyu, who was bowing his head and preparing seriously, was no longer in the mood to pay attention to them...

Several people felt a sense of being sentimental, and turned around and left the ward sadly...

When the ward door closed, someone couldn't help but whispered: "Did you see just now... Mr. Feng's eyes were red..."

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Shabelle continued to have a high fever, and her clothes became wet with sweat almost immediately after changing.

Feng Qingyu kept repeating the actions, wiping his body and changing clothes.

I followed what Shabelle had done for me and put a towel on her forehead.

Everything I can do has been done...

After more than two hours, Feng Qingyu looked at Sha Beier's burning red cheeks, and her shallow breathing was filled with scalding heat. When she changed out of her sweaty clothes again, Feng Qingyu

Qingyu looked at the temperature again, but it still didn't cool down.

If it continues to burn like this...

"Are you punishing me?"

Feng Qingyu put one hand on his side. He would be lying if he said he was not afraid. He would be lying if he said he was not worried...

No matter how calm and calm you pretend to be, you are still worried and scared after all...

He has always felt that he can dominate everything, and it can be said that without his permission, the King of Hell would never try to rob someone...

But……

If she really wants to leave him, what should he do...

Holding Shabelle's cold hand despite having a high fever, my heart tightened...

With his forehead pressed against Shabelle's forehead, he was really weak...

For the first time, I feel that I am not really omnipotent... She is right, he is really not omnipotent, there are many things he cannot control. If he can really cover the sky with one hand and do whatever he wants, he will not

I will let her lie here with a high fever...

For the first time, he was so afraid of losing.

What should I do if I lose to the King of Hell?

"Give you a chance to wake up and punish me, huh?"

Pressing against her lips, Feng Qingyu whispered...

After a while...

"You only have one chance. As long as you wake up, I won't force you to do anything."

There was still no response, Feng Qingyu's lips were trembling...

After a while, Feng Qingyu seemed to collapse...

"I can't lose you."

It seemed like an injured animal, wailing, the sound was very small, but I don’t know if it had crashed into the brain of someone who was in a coma...

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All night long, it was still dark, and people outside were sitting outside and feeling sleepy. Feng Qingyu inside also kept repeating his movements without knowing he was tired, until the dozens of sets of clothes inside were used.

When there are only a few sets left.

After a long time, Feng Qingyu didn't notice that Sha Bei'er's clothes were wet with sweat.

No sweat...

Feng Qingyu's calm face was suddenly startled, and his hand quickly reached towards Sha Bei'er's forehead. The scalding temperature was no longer there...

I immediately looked at the instrument on the side and saw that the temperature had really dropped...

The doctor outside is sleeping faintly. Everyone is afraid to fall asleep and are waiting for the situation inside...

The door suddenly opened, and the doctor outside immediately opened his squinted eyes and stood up quickly...

When seeing Feng Qingyu's expression, everyone's heart was in their throats...

What does that expression mean...

"Master Feng..."

The voice is a little unstable, should they run away now...

"The fever is gone!"

What the doctors were thinking about together was how to escape... They didn't realize what Feng Qingyu meant...

It wasn't until the words "Fever has subsided" buzzed around in their minds for a few times that a few people realized...

"The fever has subsided? The patient's fever has subsided?"

That excited look was even more exciting than Feng Qingyu's expression...

"Can we go in and take a look?"

Looking at Feng Qingyu's face, it turns out that his expression just now didn't mean anything, but excitement...

I turned sideways to let the doctors in, and several of them took turns to look at Shabelle, and at the same time glanced at the instruments on the side. I finally got over it, and the fever really went away.

Now it's only 38.2, so there's no problem...

After confirming that the fever has really subsided, it is enough to safely pass the dangerous period and wait for her to wake up...

So, several people breathed a sigh of relief and could finally go home and hug their wives and have a good night's sleep. Under the high pressure these days, they are really more tired than ever. What kind of life is this? This is torture...

It’s not just the patients, it’s them...

After being sent back to the original ward, several people relaxed a lot and were ready to say hello and go home...

only……

After seeing Feng Qingyu gently carry Sha Bei'er back to bed, pull the quilt and cover her up, just as a few people were waiting for him to settle Sha Bei'er down, he said to go home and rest first...

but……

"When can I wake up?"

Just when a few people breathed a sigh of relief and watched Feng Qingyu turn around, before they could speak, they heard Feng Qingyu's deep voice asking, although there was no cold emotion, but...

Why do I feel that if I don't give an exact time, he will be very unhappy?

"Master Feng, generally speaking, as long as you survive the most dangerous first two days, you will wake up in the next three days at most... no, five days... but special circumstances cannot be ruled out..."

From the first three days at most, I just felt that my whole body was surrounded by cold air. As I went on, my whole body really felt like I was frozen...

For the first time, I regretted why I wanted to become the top thoracic and pulmonary surgeon...

If he wasn't...

He won't have to bear such pressure...

Just when he thought he would freeze to death in his gaze, Feng Qingyu finally withdrew his gaze...

"Um."

One word "um" liberated several people.

"Master Feng, let's go out first."

After waiting for three seconds, when no one paid attention to them, they immediately turned around and left one by one...

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early in the morning

The cold wind had just brought breakfast in, and as soon as I entered the hospital, I heard the news about Shabelle having a high fever last night. I walked quickly to the ward, and when I saw Shabelle lying there peacefully, I exhaled inaudibly.

After taking a breath, I stood there and saw Feng Qingyu just helping Sha Beier wash her face.

Feng Qingyu picked up the basin and walked into the bathroom. He washed himself briefly and came out. It wasn't that Lengfeng didn't consciously help Feng Qingyu pour water, but... I tried it yesterday, and Feng Qingyu glanced at him with a cold look.
To be continued...