At this moment, she no longer had any doubt in her heart that Wei Che might have fallen in love with his sister-in-law.

The corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and she suddenly laughed out loud, with a hint of self-mockery and sadness in her laughter.

The sudden laughter startled the maidservant and the boatman nearby. The maidservant asked tremblingly, "Miss, you...what's wrong with you?"

Jing Zhiwan stopped laughing, her eyes full of mockery: "I'm really ridiculous. The person I like is either secretly a twisted psychopath or a hypocrite who violates ethical principles."

There were tears glistening in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

On the other hand, after Su Huaiyue and Wei Che returned home, they did not notice anything unusual about Jing Zhiwan, nor did they expect that this incident would have such a big impact on Meiyan Pavilion.

The kindness and medical skills displayed by Su Huaiyue at the flower viewing banquet gave the young ladies a new understanding of her and Meiyan Pavilion, and laid a good foreshadowing for the reputation of Meiyan Pavilion.

The next day, the business of Meiyan Pavilion improved visibly.

The store was bustling with people, all of them were young ladies from various wealthy families who came to buy things.

Each person had to take several cans back, and the warehouse was empty in no time.

Wei Yunrou happily jumped into Su Huaiyue's bedroom early in the morning, wanting to share this joy with her.

"Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!" Wei Yunrou shouted as she pushed open the door.

But the scene in the room made her stop instantly. She saw Su Huaiyue lying on the bed, her cheeks red and hot, her brows furrowed, obviously having a high fever.

Wei Yunrou's heart tightened, and she quickly ran to the bed and touched Su Huaiyue's forehead. The hot touch made her anxious.

She hurried to the basin, filled it with water, found a towel to soak it in, and gently placed it on Su Huaiyue's forehead, trying to cool her down.

After doing all this, she hurried to get the medicine.

As soon as Wei Yunrou ran into the yard, she ran into Wei Che.

Wei Che saw Wei Yunrou's panicked expression and hurried steps, and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Yunrou, why are you so anxious? What happened?"

Wei Yunrou gasped and said, "Fifth brother, my sister-in-law has a high fever. I have to go get some medicine!"

When Wei Che heard this, his expression instantly became serious. He immediately stopped Wei Yunrou and said, "Don't go, I'll go. You stay at home to take care of your sister-in-law, and tell me if there's anything going on."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the house quickly, running towards the pharmacy.

Wei Yunrou looked at Wei Che's departing back, her heart filled with worry.

She returned to Su Huaiyue's room, sat beside the bed, and held Su Huaiyue's hand tightly. She didn't dare to take her eyes off her face for a moment, and kept muttering in her mouth: "Sister-in-law, please get better soon, don't scare me."

Wei Che hurried all the way and soon arrived at the pharmacy. He anxiously described Su Huaiyue's symptoms to the doctor, who listened while skillfully dispensing medicine.

Wei Che paid the money, took the medicine bag, and rushed home without stopping.

Along the way, his mind was full of Su Huaiyue's sick appearance. He secretly blamed himself in his heart, wondering if it was his negligence that made Su Huaiyue sick.

After returning home, Wei Che didn't even have time to catch his breath and went straight to Su Huaiyue's room. He handed the medicine to Wei Yunrou and said, "Go and boil the medicine quickly. Remember to watch the fire and don't burn it."

Wei Yunrou responded and hurried to boil the medicine.

Wei Che sat by the bed, looking at Su Huaiyue's uncomfortable appearance, his heart filled with heartache.

He gently stroked Su Huaiyue's cheek and whispered, "Su Huaiyue, I don't want to see you sick."

Wei Che stayed by Su Huaiyue's bed, not daring to take his eyes off her for a moment.

Su Huaiyue occasionally uttered faint mumblings in her sleep. Wei Che leaned in to listen carefully, but could only catch some unclear words, which made his heart tighten. He held Su Huaiyue's hand tightly, as if he could pass on his strength to her and let her get better soon.

Wei Yunrou was carefully decocting medicine in the kitchen, and the fragrance of the medicine filled the entire yard.

While watching the fire, she silently prayed in her heart that her sister-in-law would recover quickly.

After decocting the medicine, she carefully carried the medicine bowl to Su Huaiyue's room.

"Fifth brother, the medicine is ready." Wei Yunrou said softly.

Wei Che took the medicine bowl, gently helped Su Huaiyue up, and tried to feed her the medicine.

Su Huaiyue resisted in a daze, keeping her mouth tightly closed, and some of the medicine spilled on her clothes.

Wei Che felt distressed and coaxed her softly, "Sister-in-law, take the medicine. You will get better after taking it."

His voice was gentle and patient, like someone coaxing a hurt child.

After Wei Che's patient persuasion, Su Huaiyue finally opened her mouth slightly, and Wei Che fed her the medicine spoon by spoon.

He looked at Su Huaiyue nervously every time he fed her a spoonful, fearing that she would choke. After feeding her the medicine, he gently put Su Huaiyue down and carefully wiped the medicine stains from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

After careful care, Su Huaiyue's fever gradually subsided, her face was no longer so red, and her breathing became much more stable. Wei Che and Wei Yunrou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Yunrou yawned and said, "Fifth brother, I'm so sleepy. I'm going to sleep for a while. Don't tire yourself out."

After Wei Yunrou left, the room became quiet, with only Su Huaiyue's even breathing remaining.

Wei Che's gaze involuntarily fell on Su Huaiyue's peaceful sleeping face. His eyes gradually became blurred, and the feelings in his heart became stronger, like wild weeds growing wildly in spring, spreading wantonly.

His thoughts drifted back to the flower-viewing banquet, Su Huaiyue's calmness and generosity when facing Yan Shu, and her concentration and kindness when treating Su Wanwan. Every move was like a mark engraved in his heart, lingering.

Her every smile, whether gentle or firm, deeply touched Wei Che's heart.

Wei Che's gaze slowly moved downwards, finally settling on Su Huaiyue's slightly upturned red lips.

Those lips, shining faintly in the candlelight, were like delicate petals, which made his heart beat faster.

His body slowly lowered his head uncontrollably, his eyes fixed on the tempting red lips, and his breathing became rapid.

Just as his face was about to get close to Su Huaiyue, Wei Che suddenly came to his senses.

Realizing what he had just done, his eyes darkened. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard with a "slap".

The slap was loud and crisp, especially harsh in the silent room, and a red palm print instantly appeared on his face.

Wei Che took a long breath, walked to the chair next to him, sat down, and tried to calm himself down.

In order to divert his attention, he picked up the paper and pen on the table, hoping to calm his inner turmoil through painting.

His hand holding the pen trembled slightly. He dipped the pen in ink and began to scribble on the paper casually.

At first, he just scribbled unconsciously, but as he continued to draw, the lines on the paper gradually took shape, outlining the face of a beauty.