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nBefore Fu Ying could answer Old Madam Fu, another person entered.

nIt was Shen Feng.

n“Grandma, Rao Rao.” Shen Feng was also panting and looked very anxious.

nDamn it, how could things be so coincidental? Mo Rao thought to herself.

nHowever, on the surface, she still greeted Shen Feng calmly, “Brother Shen Feng, why are you here?”

n“I was passing by and suddenly missed Grandma, so I came to visit.” After Shen Feng calmed down, he smiled and regained his calm and graceful temperament.

nMo Rao didn’t believe that. There was something fishy with these two.

nHence, she picked up her phone and prepared to look at the time. She might as well leave first.

n“Ah!” Mo Rao had just picked up her phone when Fu Ying let out a miserable cry, scaring her so much that she almost dropped her phone.

nThe others were also shocked. Shen Feng frowned as he looked at Fu Ying.

nFu Ying covered his head with a pained expression. “Grandma, Rao Rao, my head suddenly hurts. I might have a fever…”

nSeeing that Fu Ying’s condition seemed to be a little serious, Old Madam Fu finally remembered that this person was her grandson and quickly got someone to send Fu Ying to the hospital.

n“No need. I’ll take some fever medicine. Why don’t Rao Rao help me reduce my fever?” Fu Ying covered his head but looked at Mo Rao.

nMo Rao was stunned. He wanted her to help reduce his fever?

n“I remember that you have some medical skills. You usually treat Grandma whenever she feels unwell. Now that I’m sick, you can’t favor one over the other.” Fu Ying was still very thick-skinned and directly asked Mo Rao to treat him.

nShen Feng couldn’t stand it anymore and said coldly, “You’ll be fine after taking some fever medicine. If you really need physical fever, let me do it.”

n“Who wants you to come? Women are more meticulous.” Fu Ying rejected Shen Feng.

nShen Feng wanted to say something, but Fu Ying started acting again. He collapsed on the sofa and covered his head, looking like he was about to die from the pain. He even let out a low cry. “My head hurts. It’s so hot…”

nMo Rao was speechless. Was this person really feverish, or was he acting?

nShe would know after touching him!

nMo Rao walked in front of Fu Ying and touched his forehead. It was very hot!

nHe really had a fever!

n“Go upstairs to the bedroom and lie down. I’ll do acupuncture and massage for you. It’ll be effective!” Mo Rao was really a little worried about Fu Ying.

nFu Ying stood up and looked at Shen Feng provocatively.

nShen Feng’s expression darkened. Fu Ying was really shameless.

n“Be careful!” Before Fu Ying could take two steps, he staggered and almost fell. Mo Rao quickly supported him. His tall figure almost pressed Mo Rao’s small body down.

nShen Feng went forward angrily and held Fu Ying’s hand. “I’ll support you. Rao Rao is so thin, so she can’t support you.”

nHearing Shen Feng’s words, Mo Rao immediately let go.

nFu Ying glanced at Shen Feng. The two men walked upstairs while giving each other dirty looks of intimidation.

nWhen she reached Fu Ying’s room, Mo Rao froze. She smelled a familiar fragrance.

nIt was the scent of the shampoo and shower gel that she liked to use in the past. The unique floral fragrance was very enticing. She didn’t expect Fu Ying to still use the same shampoo and shower gel even after the divorce. The fragrance came from the blanket, and she felt as if she had returned to the past.

nEven the furnishings in the bedroom were the same as before.

nMo Rao felt upset, but Fu Ying was observing her reaction. After seeing her look around, he hoped that she would be touched and not be so cold to him in the future.

n“Lie down!” Mo Rao retracted her thoughts and instructed Fu Ying.

nNot wanting to touch him for another second, Shen Feng immediately pushed Fu Ying onto the bed.

n“Ah!” Fu Ying was about to flare up, but when he thought of how Mo Rao was still around, he immediately let out a painful cry, making Mo Rao’s heart soften.

n“Shen Feng, you’d better be gentle. He has a headache from the fever. The impact will make him feel even more pain,” Mo Rao reminded Shen Feng.

nShen Feng nodded without changing his expression. “Alright, I understand.”

nEven so, he wanted to smash Fu Ying to death.

nAfter Fu Ying lay down, Mo Rao massaged him first. Due to the physical contact, Shen Feng’s expression was very unpleasant, but Fu Ying enjoyed it. Although his fever was unbearable, it was worth it to be personally massaged by Mo Rao.

nMo Rao’s hand was very small and she didn’t use much strength during the massage. However, Fu Ying felt very comfortable and almost fell asleep.

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