Chapter 122 - Make Funeral Arrangements (1/2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“…The environment at home is not as good as the hospital’s. Could it be that our operation was not up to standard and caused the wound to be infected?”
“Li Nanchen is still burning up right now. If we delay, there might be serious consequences, causing irreversible damage to his body!”
“Wu Mei, the Li Family has the best private doctor in the hospital. Why are we not utilising the good medical support and instead leaving him in danger at all times? Sending him to the hospital now is the safest and most secure choice!”
Bi Fang proposed with an intense attitude. Wu Mei glared at him and his hand froze in mid-air while he was dialing a number…
Wu Mei furrowed her brows and caressed Li Nanchen’s eyebrows. “Absolutely not! Li Nanchen’s current condition must not be known to anyone.”
Bi Fang did not know what was going on in her head. With the current situation, how could she care about the public opinion?
“Do you want Li Nanchen’s life or do you want to protect the Li Family’s reputation? Wu Mei, you’re crazy right now! He will die if the high fever prolongs!”
Wu Mei grabbed Bi Fang by the collar and threw him out the door. She threatened him coldly, “Get out and shut your mouth!”
“Don’t let Grandpa know about Nanchen’s current condition. Stay there obediently! Also, buy me some antibiotics. Don’t let anyone know.”
Bang! The door closed from the inside. Bi Fang raised his hand to knock on the door, but due to the pressure from Wu Mei, he could only listen to her and go buy some medicine.
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After Wu Mei fed Li Nanchen the antibiotics, she tried using the most traditional method to lower Li Nanchen’s temperature.
She wet the handkerchief with cold water and pressed it against his forehead again and again. She even used alcohol to wipe his body to cool him down.
Li Nanchen seemed to have regained some consciousness and subconsciously murmured something. Wu Mei couldn’t hear him clearly. She bent down and leaned in towards him. “Water… Drink water…”
Frantically, Wu Mei hurriedly poured a cup of warm water and wanted to help Li Nanchen up. However, when she saw his gauze-covered wound, she furrowed her brows and took two sips. Leaning over, she met his cold thin lips and slowly poured the water in. She did it a few times consecutively. Only when she saw that Li Nanchen had fallen asleep again did she wipe the water on her lips and heave a sigh of relief.
A few hours later, Li Nanchen’s fever came down and rose up again. This happened over and over again.
His complexion was extremely awful. His brows knitted together as he murmured softly, “Cold, so cold…”
Wu Mei stared at him for a long time. Without hesitation, she undid her clothes and gently lifted the blanket to lie beside him. She then used her body temperature to warm Li Nanchen…