Wen Shuqiao underwent some further tests, all of which were expedited. After confirming that everything was fine, she was discharged from the hospital.

Shen Jiazhou handed her the clothes and explained, "I asked Auntie to get them from your closet."

Wen Shuqiao hadn't intended to ask, but after hearing Shen Jiazhou's words, she realized that he was explaining to her that he hadn't meant to rummage through the wardrobe.

"Thank you," Wen Shuqiao said softly. The aunt had brought a long down jacket, which covered her entire body when she put it on.

It was windy outside today; as soon as I left the hospital, the wind made me shrink back.

Can Can held her aunt's hand tightly, glancing up at her every now and then, as if afraid her aunt would be blown away by the wind.

It wasn't until I got into the car that the cold air was kept out.

As soon as they got in the car, Can Can stayed close to Wen Shu Qiao. Wen Shu Qiao touched his face, which was barely warm from the wind.

Can Can rubbed against Wen Shu Qiao's palm and said in a low voice, "Auntie, please don't get sick again, okay?"

Wen Shuqiao gently pinched his cheek: "Auntie can't guarantee it, but Auntie promises to take good care of herself, okay? I'm sorry, I scared you, baby."

Can Can nodded: "Yes, from now on we won't get sick, Auntie won't get sick, Uncle won't get sick, and I won't get sick either."

Wen Shuqiao smiled and then looked up at Shen Jiazhou, who was driving. He was focused on the road conditions. She pursed her lips and swallowed the words she wanted to say.

After arriving home, Cancan gave her water to drink and touched her forehead. Only after confirming that her aunt's fever had subsided did her worried expression finally ease.

The cake and milk seemed to sense something, and they both stayed close to Wen Shuqiao.

Seeing this scene, Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but smile. She said, "Auntie is really alright now, baby, go play."

Can Can shook her head: "No, I don't want to play."

Shen Jiazhou had changed his clothes and came over. After he sat down, Wen Shuqiao looked at him and said, "Jiazhou, thank you so much for today."

Shen Jiazhou glanced at her, and after a long while, he uttered two words: "It's nothing."

He took a slow, deep breath and asked, "Your illness this time is a bit strange and dangerous. Have you ever been unconscious like this before when you were sick?"

Wen Shuqiao thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No."

If she had been in a coma in her past life, she would never have woken up again; she was always quite lucid.

This was the first time she had ever been knocked unconscious and couldn't be woken up, but Wen Shuqiao felt that it had little to do with her own condition.

Shen Jiazhou thought for a moment: "Be more careful in the future."

His gaze fell on Wen Shuqiao, who had already taken off her coat and was only wearing home clothes, revealing her slender wrists.

It was only when he carried her to the hospital this morning that Shen Jiazhou realized that Wen Shuqiao seemed a little too thin. She was so light, like a feather, that even Can Can probably weighed more than her.

Wen Shuqiao didn't know what he was thinking, and just nodded: "I'm much better now. I've already taken up a lot of your time, so you should go and get back to work."

"Not busy," Shen Jiazhou said. "My second uncle is managing the company now, so I don't have much to do."

Although Uncle Shen had made many calls to him, he couldn't hear him on silent, which meant no one was looking for him.

He didn't want to discuss whether or not to go to work with Wen Shuqiao, so he said, "I'll go ask where the food is."

The hospital smelled strongly of disinfectant. Even Can Can only drank some milk at noon and had little appetite, her mind entirely focused on Wen Shu Qiao.

So before he came back, he asked the shop to send over some porridge and lunch.

Wen Shuqiao hummed in agreement, shifted her gaze from Shen Jiazhou, and looked at Cancan, who was clinging to her.

The doorbell rang, and Shen Jiazhou put down his phone, which he had just picked up: "The takeout must have arrived. Can Can, go wash your hands; it's time to eat."

Can Can then realized his stomach was rumbling. He took Wen Shu Qiao's hand and said, "Auntie, let's go take a shower together, okay?"

Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "Let's go."

She could tell that Can Can didn't want to be separated from her for even a moment.

After hearing the answer, Can Can smiled and her eyes crinkled. She took Wen Shu Qiao's hand and slowly walked towards the restroom.

After they finished washing their hands and came out, Shen Jiazhou had already set out a belated lunch on the dining table.

A bowl of millet porridge was placed on Wen Shuqiao's seat. He said, "Eat something easy to digest, something light."

“…Thank you.” Wen Shuqiao looked at the millet porridge and felt the true extent of Shen Jiazhou’s thoughtfulness.

Can Can, holding her baby chopsticks, nodded and said, "Auntie, you have to finish it all! You'll get better faster if you eat your fill!"

Wen Shuqiao nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you, baby."

Wen Shuqiao didn't have much of an appetite, but she still drank most of the millet porridge and ate some food, which made her stomach feel a little better.

After lunch, Shen Jiazhou had no reason to stay at home any longer.

He put on his coat and said before leaving, "Call me if anything comes up. I'm going to a meeting and I'll be right back."

Then she looked at Can Can and said, "Take good care of your aunt, okay?"

Cancan saluted Shen Jiazhou: "Good!"

Can, the bodyguard, guarantees the mission will be accomplished!