Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Kissing her, he reached out to undo her nightgown

After a while, Ji Wei came back breathlessly with the fever medicine.

Seeing Mo Qian still standing there, Ji Wei quickly helped him to the bed and said sternly, "You’re sick, lie down and rest."

Mo Qian has always been in good health and usually doesn’t get sick.

If he hadn’t given her his coat tonight and held her tightly in the cold, he wouldn’t have caught a chill, right?

Guilt filled Ji Wei’s heart as she looked at the faint sickly red on Mo Qian’s cheeks, making her feel even more remorseful.

After applying a fever patch and feeding him the medicine, Ji Wei still felt uneasy and blurted out, "I should call a doctor to come over."

After saying that, she hurried to find her phone, but Mo Qian grabbed her arm: "It’s too late, Weiwei, you should sleep first. It’s just a fever, it won’t defeat me."

They had already been through so much tonight; he didn’t want her to worry about him any longer.

"No, I can’t sleep."

Ji Wei insisted sternly.

Looking at the flush on his cheeks, she suddenly remembered something and sprang up: "I don’t even know how high your fever is, let me get a thermometer!"

rushed out of the bedroom once

came back to the bedroom and walked to the bed, she saw

flush on his cheeks hadn’t receded. Even in the grip of such a high fever, he remained incredibly

the bed, staring at the thermometer in her hand, feeling a

kind she found was the old-fashioned type that had to be clamped under

glanced at Mo

the air he exhaled warming the surrounding

hurriedly completely unbuttoned

few minutes, she took out the thermometer and saw that Mo

startled that the thermometer slipped onto

wasn’t a solution to let the fever run its course. Even if she

fever several times when she was a child, and at that time, her grandmother used warm water to

bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water, soaked a towel, and then

Wei’s mind was solely focused on worrying about Mo Qian’s illness, with no room to

wet towel and began to carefully wipe

had slightly reduced, and his scorching rapid breaths had somewhat calmed, allowing her to secretly breathe a sigh of

thermometer in her hand and measuring

her sleepiness and dozed off for

her slumber, Ji Wei glanced at the wall clock and found it was past three in

temperature was still high, but it seemed

to take his