Chapter 117 Hugging His Leg

Liang Yizhi pondered for a moment, then frowned at his suggestion.

"Her immune system is weak; what if she gets infected through cross-infection?"

Xue Qin, “…”

Then, Liang Yizhi took a disposable syringe, removed the needle, and fed her the antipyretic medicine little by little into the syringe.

Xue Qin couldn't bear to watch and went to the living room to await instructions.

After giving her the fever reducer, Liang Yizhi was about to put her down when he realized that she had somehow grabbed his watch pocket in his trousers.

Perhaps because her body temperature was still rising, Ji Ying unconsciously murmured "cold" and reached out to hug his leg.

A slight shiver ran down Liang Yizhi's spine.

The warmth of her arm seeped into his skin through the thin fabric of her trousers, like a soft fire that made his inner thighs burn.

He subconsciously tensed his legs, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

"Um..." He gently nudged her shoulder, his voice low and husky, "Could you let go of me?"

The woman, whose consciousness was clouded, hugged him even tighter, burying her face in his legs.

Liang Yizhi knew that people with elevated body temperature would feel cold and unconsciously seek out heat sources, but the way she was hugging her thighs at this moment was clearly not just for warmth, but more like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood.

His breathing faltered slightly, and he finally sighed, gently placing his warm palm on her burning forehead.

"I'm here. You won't be alone as long as you want to."

...

Liang Yizhi leaned against the headboard for a while to recover, then suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowed.

He glanced down at the woman beside his legs. Her body temperature had stopped rising, but her hands were still tightly wrapped around his legs.

He tried to pry her fingers apart, but as soon as he moved, Ji Ying hugged him even tighter.

Liang Yizhi took a deep breath, trembling.

"Xue Qin," he called out in a low voice.

Xue Qin immediately jogged over from the living room, stood at the bedroom door, and nodded respectfully, "What is it, boss?"

"I need to go to the restroom, do you have any way to help me?" Liang Yizhi's voice was low and hoarse.

Xue Qin peeked out and saw the woman's fair arms tightly wrapped around his boss's thigh, who was wearing black trousers. The sight inexplicably stirred up all sorts of thoughts...

The next second, a warning glare flew at him, and he quickly snapped back to reality, becoming serious.

"There's no other way, you have to be ruthless and use a little more force."

Liang Yizhi frowned, but reluctantly accepted his suggestion.

However, as soon as he pried the woman's hands off, she grabbed his trousers waistband haphazardly and tightly, as if she had suddenly lost her support.

Liang Yizhi froze, looked up at Xue Qin, and his gaze was icy.

Xue Qin closed his eyes helplessly, and braced himself to suggest again, "Either I'll get you a basin, or... you can take your pants off."

Liang Yizhi, “…”

He raised his hand to rub his temples, his voice restrained yet cold: "Get out."

"Okay!"

Xue Qin didn't dare to waste a second and quickly disappeared through the bedroom door.

...

In the early hours of the morning, Ji Ying's fever subsided, but she was trapped in a nightmare and even cried.

Liang Yizhi was drinking coffee in the living room, wearing gray trousers. Hearing the noise, he quickly put down his cup and went to the bedroom.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Ji Ying curled up on the bed, her pale face streaked with tears, which soaked the white pillow with a dark wet stain.

Liang Yizhi felt as if something had tugged at his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms.

Ji Ying's tears seeped through the fabric of his shirt, burning his heart.

"It's alright, it's alright."

With his gentle reassurance, Ji Ying calmed down, but then wrapped her arms around his waist.

Her nose touched his chest, inhaling his body scent and the smell of his shower gel, and she murmured to herself.

Liang Yizhi didn't hear what was said.

It is said that talking in one's sleep can reveal one's secrets.

Liang Yizhi chuckled softly, about to tease her, when Ji Ying's fingers, without any visual guidance, precisely found the second button on his shirt and gently hooked it.

Liang Yizhi's teasing words caught in his throat, only to be shattered by the overwhelming shock.

The little girl in my memory who always loved to curl up in his arms to fall asleep did the same thing, hooking her tiny fingers around his buttons as if that made her feel safer.

"Heng..."

Liang Yizhi's knuckles instinctively wanted to touch her face, but stopped abruptly in mid-air.

Years of experience have taught him to suppress his emotions deep inside.

Over the years, there have been times when hope has been ignited and then extinguished.

Some of the high-quality replicas could even recount some of her childhood memories, but he eventually saw through those deliberate attempts to imitate her mannerisms.

With Ji Ying here... he didn't want to act impulsively anymore.

Because the more hope you accumulate, the harder it hurts when you fall.

Thinking of this, Liang Yizhi calmly pulled the blanket up around her and whispered, "When you wake up tomorrow, you can't be sad, okay?"

The only response he received was her soft breathing.

Meanwhile, Wang Yuanju.

Gu Yi slapped Zhan Ang to the ground, and Wen Lingxue was so frightened that she retreated to the door.

Gu Yi pointed at Zhan Ang and cursed, "Did a dog eat your brain? You caused such a commotion just now, and it was so hard to find someone to smooth things over. And you, because of a woman's words, went and killed someone again? Are you deliberately trying to expose us all?"

Zhan Ang stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Brother Yi, I've never failed in all these years by your side, except for that woman... I'm not reconciled!"

"Your resentment is nothing! Don't forget why we came back with these fake identities. If you keep being stubborn, I'll cripple you right now!"

Gu Yi's words made Zhan Ang lower his head.

Wen Lingxue, standing by the door, interjected timidly, "As long as Ji Ying lives, she will always be a stumbling block for you... You will never get what you want."

Her words instantly ignited Gu Yi's anger, and he rushed over to hit her.

Wen Lingxue was so frightened that she immediately covered her head and cowered.

However, Gu Yi seemed to realize something and put his hand down.

He crossed his arms and glanced sideways at Wen Lingxue.

"Gu Yanchen is in love with Guo Ying now. If we need to be wary, it's to prevent Guo Ying from getting pregnant with his child! Ji Ying is just a plaything now. Gu Yanchen is tired of even touching her. She has no value anymore. What do you mean by encouraging my people to continue targeting her?"

Wen Lingxue shrank her neck, her mind racing as she thought about how to answer.

Gu Yi suddenly seemed to have figured it out and roared, "So you surrendered to me back then just to use me as a pawn to clear obstacles for yourself! You said that as long as I got Gu Yanchen, all of the Gu family's assets would belong to me. I'm afraid that once you got Gu Yanchen, you'd point his gun at me again, right? Wen Lingxue, you're quite the schemer."

"No, no..."

Gu Yi's eyes were filled with contempt and ruthlessness. "I, Gu Yi, am not afraid of people who are smarter than me, because if I can't outsmart them, I'll kill them. Zhan Ang, send her to your crocodile farm!"