The morning sunlight streamed through the window, and the girl on the bed fluttered her curled eyelashes and opened her eyes.

I put my hand on my forehead and felt a sharp pain in my head. I rubbed my temples, threw off the covers, and got up.

But as soon as I stood up, I felt a churning in my stomach and ran to the bathroom to vomit while holding onto the toilet.

Normally, Bei Jing would come downstairs for dinner at seven o'clock sharp, but today he was late.

Jun Chen, sitting at the dining table, frowned and beckoned to the maid beside him.

"Go and see why the little guy hasn't come down yet."

"Little one?" "Yes, Second Master." The maid quickly realized that Jun Chen was referring to the young lady from the Bei family.

She quickly reached Bei Jing's room, knocked on the door but received no answer, and the maid didn't want to barge in.

She had no choice but to go downstairs and report to Junchen, "Second Master, I knocked on the door, but Miss Bei didn't answer me. What do you think?"

Jun Chen stood up, strode up the stairs to the second floor, and knocked on the door, but no one answered. "Little guy, am I coming in?"

"..."

When I opened the door, the bed was empty. As I walked into the room, I saw the little guy squatting in the bathroom with a pale face.

Startled, she quickly stepped forward. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Stomach problems." Bei Jing gritted her teeth and said the two words, the sharp pain in her stomach causing her forehead to be covered in cold sweat.

Jun Chen frowned, picked up Bei Jing in his arms, and said to the servant standing at the door.

"Call Nie Sinian and have him come over as soon as possible!"

Her tone was anxious, and her noble face was clouded with worry as she placed the little one back on the bed.

He gently stroked Bei Jing's head and said, "Be good, bear with it for a moment, I'll get the doctor here right away."

The gentle voice carried a hint of heartache, and the light stroking on his head continued. Bei Jing was slightly taken aback.

What's wrong with this old man today? His tone and actions gave her the illusion that the Jun Chen in front of her was her older brother.

From childhood to adulthood, only the North Wind has ever taken such good care of her.

With a flicker in his eyes, Bei Jing thought: Hmm, I must be missing my brother.

System chirp "..."

...Is this woman serious? How come she's even dumber than in her previous life? What kind of thought process is this?

She must be missing her brother. This level of intelligence is just ridiculous!

Poor Lord Feng, he chases after his wife life after life, and each life is harder than the last. What kind of fate is this? ╮(╯＿╰)╭

"Grandpa Tang, why did you call me over in such a hurry?"

Is your second master impotent? Or has he finally come to terms with his inadequacy in that area and wants me to take a look?

Nie Sinian asked Tang Hai, who was leading the way, with an excited expression.

Faced with this nonsensical Nie family boy, Tang Hai felt his eyelids twitching incessantly.

"No, Second Master is fine, nothing's wrong. It's the young lady from the Bei family who's sick."

"Huh? It's not Jun Chen. Oh, what a pity. Wait, why is Miss Bei at the Jun family's house?"

The voices grew louder as they approached, and Jun Chen, hearing them, narrowed his dark brown eyes slightly.

Facing Nie Sinian, who walked in wearing a white coat, he spoke in a cool, deliberate voice, word by word.

“Nie Sinian, hospitals in Africa are really short of staff lately.”

Nie Sinian froze instantly, his courage failing him. "Chen, I was wrong!"

"Come over here quickly and take a look at the little one, she has a terrible stomachache."

Junchen was too lazy to argue with him anymore; his little guy was still lying in bed.

Yes, it's his little guy.