Han Fei was furious, but still knew that she had no choice but to carry out the task.
With a big hand stretched out, Han Fei directly pushed out the useless maids and servants who were blocking the door. This movement attracted Han Shangqing's attention. He immediately frowned and said: "Fei'er, what are you doing!"
Listen! This tone must mean that she subconsciously feels that she has done something bad!
Han Fei ignored him, pushed the person out, took two quick steps, and opened all the closed windows. Just when a gust of wind blew, most of the turbid air in the room was blown away in an instant. Han Fei felt My breathing became easier.
Mrs. Xia screamed, like a hen protecting its chicks, and threw herself on the bed to block the wind for her child, crying: "Han Fei! You don't deserve to die! You want to kill my son! Master! Master You quickly make the decision for Shuer!"
Han Shangqing was also furious and said angrily: "Fei'er, what are you doing! Close the doors and windows quickly! Do you want to kill your brother?"
Han Fei's response was to open the last window, and the temperature in the whole room immediately dropped a lot.
Han Shangqing was so angry that he almost lost his breath. When his mind became hot, he ran over and raised his hand, wanting to slap him away.
Han Fei immediately said: "Dad! My aunt is suffocating my brother to death!"
Han Shangqing: "What?"
Han Fei pointed at the second lady who was about to fall on the bed, and said directly: "The air in the room is not smooth, and my aunt is blocking the air, my brother will be suffocated to death!"
Han Shangqing was stunned. For some reason, he was overwhelmed by Han Fei's momentum, and he quickly pulled Xia up.
I saw that the face of the child protected by Xia had turned pale, as if he would die at any time. This was worse than his face just now.
Xia didn't know that she had crushed the person, but she took it for granted that it was all Han Fei's fault. She opened her mouth and shouted: "Master! Get this bad guy out quickly! She will bring bad luck to Shu'er." ! She, she is going to kill Shuer!"
Han Fei already had a new idea about the shamelessness of this second lady. She ignored it and whispered a few words to Chunhong beside her, who immediately ran out of the door.
Han Shangqing could no longer care about who was right or wrong at this moment. His only son was obviously dying. He shouted anxiously: "Why doesn't the doctor come here! Secretary, Secretary, look at dad!"
Han Fei sneered in her heart, and regardless of how vicious Xia's eyes were, she stepped forward and pushed Han Shangqing and Xia away. However, Han Fei was stunned by the child lying on the bed.
The sickly white, thin face, even the lips were bloodless, and the tender face was full of pain, as if the air he breathed was a kind of injury.
But her eyebrows and facial features made Han Fei's eyes turn red all of a sudden. She held back the tears that were about to fall subconsciously, gritted her teeth, and shouted directly: "What did he just eat!"
Xia wanted to push Han Fei away, but was frightened by her ferocious face, and subconsciously said: "Yes, it's ginseng soup..."
Han Fei got angry and said, "Bring a bowl of warm water over here!"
At this time, Chunhong had already hurried back, holding a bowl of water and a bowl of rice in her hands.
Han Fei took the bowl and looked at the child who was half unconscious. She shouted in a low voice: "Are you still conscious? If so, do as I say. I'll give you water and I'll make you vomit later. Just remember to work hard, you know?”
The child half-opened his eyes weakly, as if he had listened.
Han Fei ruthlessly poured the water in and sprinkled a lot of it on the bed, but at this time no one dared to step forward to stop it.
Even Han Fei herself didn't know how terrifying her face was. Her face was full of ferocity, and her huge body was as big as a hill, making people afraid to act rashly.
"Come again! Water!"
Chunhong responded: "Yes!"
Then a large pot of water was handed over, and Han Fei drank it without mercy until the child could no longer drink it and showed signs of vomiting.
Han Fei's face was filled with joy, and with a big hand, she took the child out of the thick quilt, put the child on her lap, face down, and controlled the force with her hand, but it was not a gentle pat. Get on the child's back.
"Quick! Spit it out hard!"
The child heard the words and opened his mouth. He obviously wanted to vomit, but he just didn't have the strength to do so. He had been sick for too long and his body was already soft.
Han Fei gritted her teeth and reached into the child's stomach with one hand. It was already bulging. She made a fist and pressed it against his stomach.
"vomit-"
Immediately, vomit poured down.