Chapter 150: What a grind!

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Jun Mohan rubbed his head with one hand. It was really terrible. His young wife is still feverish and awake, and can be as noisy as a little girl.
He can only coax.
Feng Sujin leaned in Jun Mohan's arms, a little sober, "I used to use a wet towel to cool down before I had a fever ..."
After hearing such a sentence, Jun Mohan thought of some native methods.
Feng Sujin was unwilling to go to the hospital and could not contact Qiu Wenxuan for the time being. Other doctors, he could not call home, and he was not assured. He could only try some soil methods.
Before, when he stayed in the special army, he used the soil method when he was on mission, between life and death, and when he was sick.
Jun Mohan took Feng Sujin back to the bedroom, took her clothes off, and changed her pajamas again.
When she changed her clothes before, Feng Sujin was asleep and relatively quiet.
At this moment, Feng Sujin was half asleep and half awake, and his fever was a little confused, very sticky, and he hugged, and said that it was hot, he just stabbed him.
Jun Mohan was helpless, and even had a headache, and said helplessly: "It's a grind!"
Mo Ren didn't say, he was still upset, but he couldn't do anything, he could only coax, who made her feverish and unconscious now.
Jun Mohan took out the wine, wiped his body with a towel dipped in Feng Sujin, and cooled with soil.
One night, Jun Mohan kept Feng Sujin.
Feng Sujin repeatedly, when confused, holding Jun Mohan, "Mom, don't go, don't go ..."
"It's cold, I'm afraid ..."
"Don't hit me ... I'm obedient ..."
"Sister, don't cry, sister ..."
"Dad, I don't have mom or dad anymore ... Daddy don't die ..."
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Similar to this, Feng Sujin kept murmuring, as if treating Jun Mohan as a loved one, he wouldn't let go by holding her.
Jun Mohan felt the strength of his waist, and then listened to Feng Sujin's words, and his heart hurt.
What has happened to his young wife before?
He looks very strong on weekdays, but when he has a fever and sleepiness, he is so fragile, fragile as if broken at the touch.
Jun Mohan could only softly whisper in her ear: "Don't be afraid, I'm here ... don't go, I won't go, always by your side ..."
Perhaps Jun Mohan's words had a soothing taste, and Feng Sujin gradually calmed down and fell asleep.
Jun Mohan sighed and reached out to wipe the tears from her eyes.
After Feng Sujin had completely reduced the fever, it was already the next morning.
Jun Mohan didn't even want to rest and sleep. He covered Feng Sujin with the quilt, and walked to the balcony and made a phone call.
"Check me, who at Feng's house has ever done anything with Feng Sujin?"
"There is also Zhuang Zhiping, who was caught in before, and told people to entertain more in accordance with the rules, and said it was my order." Of course, this hospitality is not meaningful.
People in the wind family, Jun Mohan really want to deal with them one by one, but if so, the depression of Feng Sujin's heart will not be vented.
Only when she personally collects everything from the Feng family will she feel comfortable.
So Jun Mohan endured for a while, but secretly punishing some people was still okay.
Two hours later, Jun Mohan received a document in his hand, and everything the Feng family did to Feng Sujin was roughly recorded.
After reading, Jun Mohan's eyes flashed cold, and his coldness was so strong that he broke his pen with one hand.
"People like Fengjia are really impatient!"
Then, Jun Mohan made a phone call and explained some things. Anyone who had hurt Feng Sujin would never let go of it.
Early in the morning, Yuan Libin's father, Yuan Libin, was dismissed for a project in the political department.