If it weren't for Qin Shen, who knows what might have happened with such a severe fever.
In Ou Zun's eyes, Mu Qianxun was a fragile little flower.
One that couldn't bear the wind or withstand the rain.
Even just one second under the sun, he would tremble in pain, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys all shaking.
It had been nearly half a year since he'd been with Mu Qianxun, and this was the first time she'd had a fever. It scared Ou Zun out of his wits.
What did it mean for a big man like him to have weak knees upon hearing his woman had a fever?
Ou Zun had really fallen hard.
His affection for her had surpassed everything.
She was his life!
Any little thing regarding her could make him as frantic as if the universe was exploding.
Seeing Ou Zun in such a distracted state, Qin Shen wished he could suffer for Mu Qianxun instead, a bitter feeling spreading in his heart.
"It's nothing."
