Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself-Chapter 957 - 967: Letting Go Without Warning

These past few days in the village have really made her crave for something better. Although there is a big pot of dish with meat every noon, it’s only a few pieces. Plus, the village chief’s wife’s cooking is really nothing to boast about — the meat is greasy with a strong gamey smell.

"Alright, in a bit we’ll change clothes. Your husband will take you to the biggest restaurant in Yongqing County."

Mu Xingfeng looked at An Ran’s drooling expression and pinched her noticeably thinner face. Life in the mountains had been tough on his little wife.

He held her small hand, interlocking their fingers, and pulled her up, preparing to step off the helicopter.

But suddenly, his body halted as the small hand he was holding unexpectedly slipped away. Looking back, he saw the girl, who had just stood up, started falling backward.

Mu Xingfeng quickly caught her, "Wife, what’s wrong?"

An Ran only felt her head spinning. Just as she stood up, everything turned black, and she was completely out of strength. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Seeing Mu Xingfeng’s anxious gaze, she shook her dizzy head, "It’s nothing, I’m not..."

Before she finished talking, she collapsed softly into Mu Xingfeng’s arms, sliding downward.

Mu Xingfeng directly carried her horizontally and jumped off the helicopter, rushing into the hospital.

Clear, transparent liquid flowed down the tube into her slender hand. Watching the unusual flush on her small face, Mu Xingfeng wrung out a wet towel and placed it on her forehead.

Getting caught in the rain coupled with excessive tension led to a high fever. Just now on the helicopter, the girl had been in an excited state upon seeing him and was unaware of herself, her clothes were soaked, which made it hard for him to notice.

"Knock, knock, knock," the hospital room door was knocked on, and Zhang Liang came in carrying two meal boxes.

"Young Master Mu, you should eat something first."

Mu Xingfeng waved his hand without saying a word. Zhang Liang set the food on the table and then backed out.

This time, although it was Miss An’s previous order not to let them follow into the mountains, it was ultimately their oversight, resulting in such an incident.

The small fingers under his large hand moved slightly. Mu Xingfeng looked up and saw the girl’s butterfly-like eyelashes flutter as she woke up.

"Wife, you’re awake?"

An Ran looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and at the nervous man.

Uh, this scene seemed familiar.

"Mu Xingfeng, what happened to me?" An Ran struggled to get up, but hit the needle on her hand, sucking in a cold breath from the pain.

"Don’t move." Mu Xingfeng promptly held down her restless little hand, "You’ve got a fever and are on a drip. Lie still and don’t move around."

The medical conditions in Yongqing County aren’t like in Nan’an. They use the ordinary needle for infusions, and any slight movement risks a leak. Most importantly, it hurts.

Looking at her restrained hand, An Ran pouted, "Mu Xingfeng, can we not immediately resort to drips and injections when I fall ill in the future? I’m quite resilient, really. A bit of medication and a good sleep would do. You’re treating me like I’m so fragile."

"No way," Mu Xingfeng refused without a second thought, "Ranran, do you know how frightening it was just now? You were talking to me one moment, and then you fainted as you stood up. If I hadn’t reacted quickly, you could have been not only burning with fever but also gotten injured from the fall."