Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 265 Don’t Blame My Brother

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your trust."

McQueen put down his crossed legs, stood up, and walked to Haisang: "Rest here today. Tomorrow someone from the patrol team will come to ask you about the situation. It's just a routine matter, and they will send you home afterwards."

After saying that, McQueen walked around and prepared to leave.

Haisang summoned up the courage to call him: "Sir!"

"Weiwei, will she... be okay? You won't let her be punished, right? Those people are bad guys, they were the ones who did evil first! They... they deserve to die."

McQueen turned around and raised his lips and asked, "Did you see Wei'er kill anyone? Wasn't it me and Seaforth who killed that person?"

Hai Sang said "Oh" in sync, then suddenly remembered something and said worriedly: "Wait, but there were many mermaids who saw it at the time! What if they told the truth to the investigators?"

“Tsk, that’s… troublesome… Hahahahahaha, I was just kidding! Look at your expression!”

Haisan: ...

McQueen took a step to the right and looked at him sideways with a haughty look in his eyes: "What we say is the truth is the truth. If we really want to talk about it, I'm afraid the mermaid king of the planet Mengmed will personally present the award to Wei'er. It's no exaggeration to say that this deed is legendary."

After saying that, McQueen strode away without looking back.

The door closed in front of Haisang. He stood there for a long time, unable to move. In fact, he had many questions: Who are you, where is Weiwei now, how is she, can I... go see her...

He couldn't ask any of these questions, especially the last one. In the cell, the gap between the two seemed to be temporarily invisible due to coercion. After coming out and facing the man just now, he realized that he and Selvie were from two completely different worlds.

The difference in status was so great that he didn't even have the qualifications to care about the other person.

"Brother..." Sister Haikui touched his hand and yawned.

Haisang came back to his senses, "Are you sleepy? Wait a minute, I'll find a place to take a shower..."

McQueen returned to the hospital, stood by the bed for a while, then called Sivers out, asked about the condition, and then told him what he had just learned.

After a long silence, McQueen spoke first: "There is no psychiatrist or psychiatrist in Mengmed. I found a famous one from the Imperial Capital Star a few days ago and asked him to take the fastest ship. He should arrive tomorrow night."

Sifos nodded, "Don't tell anyone else about this."

"Of course, I know my limits. Did my sister keep it a secret too?"

Sifos was in a dilemma and couldn't make up his mind.

McQueen scratched his head in annoyance, and then suggested, "Just don't tell her! One more person knowing will only make one more person worry, and it won't solve the problem. Then she won't be able to stand the slightest disturbance, which will be torture for her."

"Okay. Don't tell them tonight. Let's notify them tomorrow."

"I quietly told Linlin not to come over now. She has been suffering from insomnia these past few nights, feeling guilty and unable to sleep. She must be awake now. I told her so that she can rest assured."

"Brother-in-law, I'm sorry." McQueen apologized solemnly again and bowed to Sivers.

"We are the ones who have let Wei'er down and made her suffer so much. I will never let this happen again."

Seaforth patted his arm, gave it a firm squeeze, then said nothing and went back to the ward.

After contacting his wife, McQueen leaned against the wall outside the ward in disappointment.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Sifos held the door handle and said expressionlessly, "What are you doing standing outside? Do you want to act pitiful and let Wei'er know how I target you as an uncle? If you want to see, come in and see. The legs are on your body, and no one is stopping you."

McQueen couldn't help but give a fleeting smile, walked in and closed the door.

That night, Xu Weiwei's temperature rose twice. The first time was at 39.5 a.m., from 39.9C to 40.2C. The doctor brought ice packs and alcohol to cool her down physically. But within an hour, her temperature rose again, more fiercely than before, and suddenly rose to C.

Xu Weiwei's pale face turned a sickly red due to the fever, and every breath she took looked extremely painful.

This time, the doctor immediately prescribed an intravenous antipyretic and a packet of powder for her to drink.

Xu Weiwei shuddered, closed her eyes, and uttered a dreamy voice: "Cold..."

McQueen was about to pull the quilt to cover her, but the doctor stopped him and said, "You can't cover her."

"But she said she was cold," McQueen said, frowning.

Seaforth reached out and put his hand on his shoulder: "McQueen, listen to the doctor."

"She's complaining of being cold now, which is a sign of a disorder in the body's temperature regulation center. Excessive heat production and poor heat dissipation have led to poor peripheral circulation in the limbs, which means her body temperature has not yet reached its peak and may still rise. The temperature of the central air conditioner in our hospital is 25-27 degrees Celsius, and her body temperature has seriously exceeded the room temperature, so she feels cold."

"The quilts in the hospital are all thick cotton quilts. When you cover her with them, the heat cannot be dissipated, which is not conducive to cooling down. You can keep her hands and feet warm separately, rub them, soak them in warm water, or wrap them with a towel. If you have a thin blanket, you can cover her with that."

The doctor patiently explained the reason.

Sivers immediately wrapped his daughter's hand in his palm, blew on it, and then rubbed it carefully. McQueen leaned over the bed, opened his clothes, and wrapped Xu Weiwei's feet in his arms, pressing them against his belly.

An hour later, Xu Weiwei's temperature dropped, and this time it did not recur. Seeing that she finally slept soundly, Sifos and McQueen both breathed a sigh of relief.

the next day.

It was already afternoon when Xu Weiwei woke up. She felt like she had slept for a long time and when she opened her eyes she felt a little confused as to what day it was.

"Weier! You're awake!"

"Weier!"

"Sister is awake?!"

"Little Miss~~~!"

……

In an instant, a group of people gathered around the bed, and Xu Weiwei felt like she had become a seed inside a sunflower.

Her newly restarted brain was not very sharp yet, and was a little dull. She slowly moved her eyes, her sight sliding over the people who cared about her one by one, and then she smiled, revealing a row of lovely pearly teeth.

Mrs. Seaforth covered her mouth with her hands, and burst into tears.

“Wuwuwu, sister…does it hurt?…Why are there so many bags…wuwuwu~~I’m so scared,wuwuwu…”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wei'er, I shouldn't have left you alone... I'm sorry..."

……

Almost everyone had tears in their eyes.

Xu Weiwei hadn't spoken for a long time and was dehydrated, so her upper and lower lips stuck together like they were covered with glue. When Sifos saw this, he quickly took out a cotton swab to moisten her lips.

After they successfully separated, Xu Weiwei said in a hoarse voice: "Don't blame my brother."