A certain fair-faced man was lying on the bed with his limbs spread out, whining with the thermometer in his mouth.
"I heard that Cheng Lan is pestering you again? This woman is really devoted to you."
Standing at the side, Fu Chen was preparing a certain someone's medicine for him according to the note the doctor left, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"During the war, her ancestor and your father merely sought refuge together and shared half a piece of rotten bread.
"After the founding of the country, your father, out of gratitude, not only gave their family a large sum of money but also made connections to let them establish themselves in the capital. Only then did the Cheng family exist.
