Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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When Jun Mohan saw Feng Sujin like this, his face sank, and the glorious eyes flashed with worry.

"A Jin, A Jin, wake up ..."

Jun Mohan tried to scream again, and Feng Sujin still didn't open his eyes.

Her face was very red and the temperature was a little hot.

Jun Mohan felt that her temperature had burned his heart and made him worry, but he couldn't bear to wake her up with force.

Jun Mohan knew that she was unwilling to go to the hospital, so she could only call Qiu Wenyu and ask him to show Feng Sujin again.

But he called Qiu Wenming's phone number, but no one answered.

Jun Mohan's expression was condensed, and he made several consecutive phone calls, but no one answered.

He knew that Qiu Wenmao might have entered the operating room, otherwise the mobile phone would not leave.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin, his heart tightened.

Helplessly sighed, he could only go to bed and gently pick up Feng Sujin, take off her pajamas, and watch the sweat on her, he took the towel and wiped her gently.

This was the first time Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's body so much, but he didn't have the heart to appreciate her beauty, he just wanted her to get better quickly.

Jun Mohan saw some scars on Feng Sujin's back while holding her to wipe her sweat.

Jun Mohan seemed to think of something, the dark light surged under his eyes, the wind family! He will never let go.

After wiping her sweat, Jun Mohan picked up Feng Sujin's clothes and put them on one by one.

It's late autumn, and it will be cold at night. He can't let her go to the hospital in pajamas.

After Jun Mohan had done everything well, he had a fine sweat on his body.

This is the first time he has taken care of a person like this.

Then, Jun Mohan picked up Feng Sujin and would take her to the hospital.

When Feng Sujin was picked up from the bed, Feng Sujin awoke.

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan stupidly. Why was she in his arms, "Mo Han?"

Jun Mohan heard the voice, holding Feng Sujin's arm stiff, and looked down, "Ajin, wake up?"

Feng Sujin took a look, "Where are we going?"

Her head was very heavy, and she couldn't think of many things for a while.

Jun Mohan touched her head and explained with a good temper: "Ajin, you have a fever, I will take you to the hospital to see."

As soon as he went to the hospital, Feng Sujin began to struggle violently.

Jun Mohan frowned, "What's wrong, is this?"

"I won't go to the hospital, I won't ... I won't go to the hospital ..."

Feng Sujin will be as capricious as a child.

She has been in the hospital for too long. When she goes to the hospital, she will vomit. She should not smell the hospital again.

"Ajin, obedient, you have a terrible fever, you see you are confused now."

Feng Sujin blinked her big eyes, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I hate going to the hospital."

Looking at Feng Sujin's stubborn willfulness, Jun Mohan was okay.

He had a headache and didn't know what to do with her. It didn't help to coax and didn't listen to anything.

He sighed and said, "Ajin, do you want me to worry about it? How can you feel at ease if you are like this?"

Jun Mohan's sigh fell in Feng Sujin's ears, making her nose sore and crying.

She had a headache and a mess, and was awake, but instinctively rejected the hospital.

Looking at Feng Sujin's pouting cry, Jun Mohan was softened and hugged her to sit on the sofa next to him. "Okay, don't go to the hospital without going to the hospital."