Chapter 185 - 185: I’m Very Happy That You Care About Me

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After half an hour, Wen Yanqing was sweating profusely and his body temperature had finally started to drop. Lin Gantang used a thermometer to take his temperature – it was 37.8 degrees. It hadn’t completely gone down and he still had a low fever.

Wen Yanqing felt uncomfortable after sweating and wanted to take a shower. Lin Gantang reminded him, “Remember not to use water that is too cold.”

After all, he didn’t take symptomatic medicine, so it was impossible for him to get better just by talcing fever medicine. Wen Yanqing went to take a shower. Lin Gantang picked up his phone and called Mr. Wen since she could not find the family doctor’s number in his contact list.

The call was quickly connected, and Wen Rendong’s voice was a little joyful, “Yanqing?”

Lin Gantang was thinking about how to address him. Recalling that Wen Yanqing called her father Uncle, Wen Rendong should be a little younger than her father.

“Uncle Wen, it’s me, Gantang,” Lin Gantang said.

Wen Rendong was a little surprised. Just now, he thought that his son had finally taken the initiative to contact him, so he was quite excited. However, this was good as well. Lin Gantang was his future daughter-in-law, so he was still happy.

“Gantang, what’s the matter?” Wen Rendong asked with a smile.

“Does Uncle have a family doctor? Yanqing has a fever and refuses to go to the hospital. 1 don’t have the doctor’s contact number. Can you ask him to come over?”

“Sure, sure. I’ll ask him to go now. By the way, do you need Aunt Zhong to go over and help?”

“No need, I’m here. I’ll take good care of him. Don’t worry, Uncle Wen,” Lin Gantang said.

“Okay.”

This was the first time Wen Rendong had spoken to Lin Gantang. He felt that Lin Gantang’s temper was even better than what he had heard from others. She was a little soft and he felt gratified.

His relationship with Wen Yanqing was not yet broken, so he naturally did not wish to have a bad relationship with his daughter-in-law.

When Wen Yanqing came out of the bathroom, he heard her saying goodbye to someone on the phone and asked who it was.

“Your father – 1 want the family doctor to take a look at you. Are you angry? I contacted your father without permission.”

“You’re thinking too much.” Wen Yanqing kissed her. “I’m very happy that you care about me.” n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lin Gantang knew about the relationship between the father and son.

Don’t advice others without walking a mile in their shoes.

What others saw was only the surface. Whoever is stabbed by the knife would feel the pain.

If you haven’t truly experienced someone else’s life, you should never try to criticize or judge them, or even stand on your own side and ask them to forgive, move on, and let go of their feelings in a way that you think is good for them.

Lin Gantang would never do that.

If Wen Yanqing needed it, she would help him. If not, she would simply accompany him.

She looked at the water droplets dripping down his hair and went to get a dry towel. She found it strange. “The fever has just subsided. Why didn’t you pay attention?”

Wen Yanqing looked at her and smiled without saying anything. Lin Gantang felt her anger leave her under his gaze and helped him wipe his hair before drying it thoroughly with the hairdryer.

The Wen family hired a male doctor around thirty years of age. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and had a handsome face and calm gaze.

Once he came in, he examined Wen Yanqing. After asking about his illness, he said, “Have you taken fever medicine?”

“Yes, but it hasn’t completely subsided. There’s still a low-grade fever,” Lin Gantang replied.

The family doctor nodded. “Actually, I suggest that you go to the hospital to have your blood drawn for a test to find out the exact cause of the illness. However, if Mr. Wen doesn’t want to go, I’ll prescribe some medicine for you first.”

“According to my experience, Mr. Wen should have a normal fever. It’s not a big deal,” the doctor said.

Knowing that the patient had a fever, he had already prepared the usual medicine. Seeing him skillfully take the medicine from the medicine box, Lin Gantang asked, “Doctor, how old are you? You look very young.”

Wen Yanqing looked up at her, unruffled.

“Twenty-nine,” the doctor replied.

“About the same age as my brother.” Lin Gantang added, “You’re really amazing.”

Wen Yanqing raised his eyes again, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his calm eyes..