However, Nangong Ling has a good health foundation. After taking some medicine, you should be fine.

The little girl looked at Nangong Ling, who was lying on the bed, motionless and extremely pale, and was very worried.

"Dad, will he die?"

"No, it's just a common cold, it'll be cured in two days." Although Shangguan Rui was very unhappy, his daughter cared so much about Nangong Ling, he still answered truthfully.

"But he looks very cold and keeps shaking..." the little girl said the more she frowned, her brows tighter.

"If you catch a cold, of course it will be cold." Shangguan Rui disagreed.

Big man, what is this level?

The mercenary school has much more difficult conditions than a small matter like catching a cold.

Nangong Ling didn't say a word, which means he adapted well.

Since even mercenary schools can adapt, this minor illness and pain is not worth mentioning at all.

The little girl looked at Shangguan Rui, then at Nangong Ling, who was pale, frowned, "Dad, I want to come down."

"He has a cold now, so don't get too close to it, as it will be contagious." Shangguan Rui refused to let go.

Not only his daughter, but even Sikong Lingge refused to let someone come forward, and strictly stipulated that Sikong Lingge could only stand at the door so as not to be infected with a cold-

She is not alone now, and she has a child in her belly.

"I'm wearing a mask." The little girl said twistingly.

"Let Xiao Nuan go over. She won't feel relieved if she doesn't go and see it in person." Sikong Lingge advised.

She knew her daughter's personality very well. She had to do whatever she wanted, no matter what method she used.

Now that my daughter is not allowed to look at Nangong Ling, she will come over herself later.

Instead of letting her sneak over and not even wear a mask, it would be better to let the little girl go over now.

When adults are all here, at least remind them to let the little girl pay attention to avoid being infected.

Shangguan Rui glanced at Sikong Lingge, frowned, and put the person down.

Like his wife, he understands very well what his daughter's personality is.

There is no way, so I can only put the little girl down.

As soon as his feet fell to the ground, the little girl immediately ran towards Nangong Ling.

When he arrived by the bed, the little girl turned her head first, glanced at her parents, and then walked forward carefully.

"Miss, Young Master Nangong is sick now. You can't get too close to him, as he will be infected." The servant reminded her.

"It's not too close." The little girl originally wanted to climb onto the bed to see the situation. She was afraid that her parents would worry, so she was very restrained and chose to stand by the bed.

Reaching up a hand to pull the quilt for Nangong Ling——

Although she had little strength, the quilt didn't even move.

But the little girl still pulled her in a pretty good manner.

The little girl remembers that when Daddy was sick, mommy took care of him.

Unexpectedly, I met Nangong Ling's hand hanging.

The cold touch made the little girl stunned for a moment, and her brows frowned deeply, "There are too few quilts, it will be cold."

"Huh?" The servant was stunned for a moment before he realized, "Miss Zhixing said that Young Master Nangong is still having a fever, and the indoor temperature should not be too high, otherwise it will not be beneficial to the body."

"But he is very cold." The little girl held Nangong Ling's hand tightly.

"When the little bit of hang will be fine." The servant comforted her.

The little girl stared at the servant with her round eyes, not very convinced of what she said.

I stared at me and thought for a while.
Chapter completed!