Qin Mo looked at her, didn't say anything, just lay down again, and turned over with the phone.

After thinking about it, he told Aunt Lan: "There is a hot water bottle at home. He Huan used to hold two with cold hands. You can't find a hot water bottle."

Aunt Lan was surprised: "What do you want this for?"

"Go and get it." Qin Mo's face was thin red.

Aunt Lan looked at him and shook her head: "It's rare to see you so strange and strange."

But she always loved Qin Mo, and she went to find it soon, but she found it. She gave Qin Mo two hot water bottles, and Qin Mo hugged him, and then looked at her: "Come here with a blanket."

Aunt Lan was surprised, "What's wrong with you today? It's so strange."

Qin Mo's face was thin red, and Aunt Lan brought him a small blanket, covered him, and said while covering him: "It's such a hot day, the cover is so thick, and the hot water bottle, Qin Mo, are you imaginary?"

As Aunt Lan said, she wondered if Qin Mo should be warmly supplemented when he got better, or if Qin Mo's performance was not good on the day when he really waited, his wife might not be able to keep it.

At this moment, Aunt Lan was really heartbroken.

Over there, Qin Mo was covering the hot water bottle under the blanket, feeling that it was almost done, so he took the thermometer on the side to measure... After a while, the lovely frog thermometer rang out and took it out to see that it was 40 degrees.

Aunt Lan was frightened, but after a while she calmed down, her gaze became a little hard to express.

Isn't this kid Qin Mo too shameless? It wasn't like seeing him before.

Qin Mo gave his mobile phone to Aunt Lan, as well as the thermometer: "Call He Huan and say I have a fever of forty degrees. Show her this."

Aunt Lan's three views are all broken.

Can this happen?

But Qin Mo's face looked pale, but his eyes were full of expectation.

Aunt Lan's heart felt soft, and she sighed and made a video call.

It was He Huan over there. He moved into the hotel and settled down in City C. He asked about the crew again. Only then did he rest. After dinner, he took a shower and sat on the bed to wipe his hair. The call came.

She was still a little angry about his badness yesterday and didn't want to answer the phone.

Despite the phone ringing seven or eight times, she was still wiping her hair without hurries.

The phone was still ringing, He Huan put down the bath towel, then frowned and took the phone.

To her surprise, it was not Qin Mo over there, but Aunt Lan.

Aunt Lan's expression was a bit solemn, "He Huan."

He Huan snorted: "Anything Aunt Lan?"

"It's Qin Mo." Aunt Lan said helplessly: "He has a fever, which is very serious, but he refuses to go to the hospital or take medicine. I have a headache. I just called your name when I fell asleep. Just thinking about calling you to persuade him, maybe he would like to listen to you."

Then Aunt Lan showed He Huan the thermometer, "It's 40 degrees Celsius, and Qin Mo still refuses to go to the hospital just like a child."

He Huan bit his lip: "How do you burn it like this? Aunt Lan, let Qin Mo talk to me."

She didn't want to care about him, but she caused the injury on his arm, and she still had some responsibility, and she...do not want to admit that she was a little soft-hearted.

Aunt Lan handed Qin Mo the phone, winked, and said softly, "You little villain."

Qin Mo's face was thin red, and he waved his hand to signal the old man to avoid him. Is he shameless?