Yielding Temptation: The Mafia Don's Delicate Darling

【Mafia's Cold-blooded Boss x Orphaned Young Woman with Bitter Past】

【Dual Cleanliness + 1v1 + HE + 7-year Age Gap + Doting Boyfriend + Maximum Sexual Tension】

(Warning: Fema...

Chapter 41: A little bit

Chapter 41: A little bit

Cold... so cold.

My head hurts.

Lu Qian felt that his head had not hurt so much in a long time, as if it was about to explode, and something was uncontrollably surging out of his chest and throat.

She wanted to raise her hands to rub it, but she seemed to have lost control of her limbs now.

My body feels so light that even breathing causes a headache.

"Hmm..." She groaned in discomfort.

"Lu Qian?"

Lu Qian heard someone calling her and wanted to answer, but her lips were so dry that she couldn't open them.

Lu Qian felt as if a hand gently pulled her up in the haze.

Cheng Yi saw Lu Qian huddled at his door and pursed his lips in annoyance. What were these servants doing? They just let her sleep here?

He raised his hand and touched Lu Qian's forehead. It was so hot, he must have a fever.

We have to find Jiang Luan to treat her.

"mom……"

She mumbled something in a daze and tried to open her eyelids, but they were so heavy that they seemed sewn together.

Before Lu Qian could enjoy the warmth for a moment, the warm hand gradually withdrew, as if to take away the last bit of warmth from Lu Qian. She quickly raised her hand and grabbed it.

"Mom, don't, don't go..."

Lu Qian's voice was as thin as a mosquito, because every time she spoke a word with force, her temples would jump with pain.

She frowned uncomfortably, and her ears also felt painful. Why did it hurt so much everywhere?

Lu Qian felt her cold body being wrapped in warmth. She rubbed her head as if to please him, holding on to those hands and unwilling to let go.

"Mom, I'm obedient... I'm very obedient..."

"Don't send me away again..."

Cheng Yi held Lu Qian in his arms, listening to her mosquito-like murmurs of pain. His chest felt stuffy, and an unknown emotion was stuck in his throat.

"No."

The servants who were on standby around Cheng Yi's room huddled aside and watched Cheng Yi's actions, each of them so frightened that they dared not breathe.

Logically speaking, for someone who was driven out by Cheng Yi, especially a woman, it would be a blessing if she didn't die.

Who knew Cheng Yi would come out to see her in person.

How could they know what Cheng Yi was thinking, and how could they dare to go up and help Lu Qian?

The servants looked at each other with grim expressions, as if they were all thinking about their own fate.

"Go find Jiang Luan."

Finally, Cheng Yi's low voice sounded.

The servants breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Jiang Luan looked at Lu Qian's examination report, took off his black-framed glasses, pursed his lips and sighed.

"Hey, boss, what on earth did you do? I just gave her a sedative yesterday, and her body can't handle such intense pain right now."

"She's fine now, but she's had a high fever again. You can't use tranquilizers like that, especially since she's still so weak."

"I'm not saying anything bad to you, Boss, but you should exercise some restraint. If she's against it, I can get you some medicine, but it's the same... Um... cough!"

Luo Chuan, who was standing beside him, hit Jiang Luan's chest with an angry elbow.

"Stop talking!"

This nerd is really not afraid of death.

The sunlight outside the window was too dazzling, shining on Cheng Yi's face, making it impossible to see his original expression.

His golden-brown eyes were made even lighter by the sunlight, and unknown emotions were swirling in his eyes.

He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the woman on the bed, his big tattooed hands covering her cold tender hands.

Because the drip kept flowing into his veins, Lu Qian's hands seemed unable to warm up and were freezing cold, and his face was flushed due to the high fever.

Cheng Yi frowned slightly. These days, Lu Qian seemed to be in a sickly state.

His thoughts were shrouded in a gray fog, making it impossible to see out.

After hearing Jiang Luan's words, the group of people behind him didn't dare to say a word. The whole room was silent, waiting for Cheng Yi to speak.

"When will she wake up?"

There was an unclear undertone in Cheng Yi's voice. His tone was calm, but beneath the surface lay a turbulent tide.

Jiang Luan wiped his glasses, blew on them, and answered nonchalantly, "Sympathetic nerve disorder; there's an inflammatory infection in the lungs, which increases the white blood cell count, leading to a high fever; and she also has a low hemoglobin count and anemia."

"I used twice as much sedative as yesterday. I guess I'll have to sleep for two days."

Jiang Luan put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and continued to explain: "I will give her more nutrient injections in the next few days, and arrange more nutritious meals for her after she wakes up."

"The fever has subsided temporarily, but the sedatives can no longer be used, so she can't be stimulated again."

"Master, please remember this! Never indulge... cough!"

Qi Huang and Ling Shuo stood on both sides of Jiang Luan and punched him in the stomach at the same time.

They shouted in unison: "Stop talking!"

Cheng Yi showed no emotion at all. He gently placed Lu Qian's little hand to his mouth and rubbed it twice soothingly.

"All of you go down."

Everyone answered in unison: "Yes."

Lu Qian lay quietly on the bed, just like she usually did.

This little girl would curl up even when she slept and wouldn't move at all all night.

That baby face with delicate features, lowered eyebrows and drooped eyes, exudes non-aggressive gentleness even when sleeping.

So docile that it makes people feel distressed.

Cheng Yi's cold brows twisted unconsciously, and the corners of his already stern lips drooped in dissatisfaction.

He reached out and gently stroked Lu Qian's little face, and her eyelashes trembled twice in her sleep.

Cheng Yi murmured in a low voice: "I won't do that next time."

The man never apologized, and this might be the softest compromise he could make.

The person on the bed seemed to have heard these words, his eyes rolled twice, and he uttered a long groan.

“Dangdang.”

There was a knock on the door.

"Master."

Vanessa's charming voice came from outside the house.

Cheng Yi instantly retracted the softness that had just appeared and said in a cold voice: "What's the matter?"

Vanessa bowed her head respectfully. "Master, please forgive me for secretly investigating your movements."

Cheng Yi opened his eyes and said, "Speak."

Vanessa received the nod and continued, "When you showed up in Naples to track down the source of the goods, I intercepted an international communication from Italy to Fuso."

"This encrypted communication needs to be decrypted, so I didn't report it to the headmaster right away."

"As of today, the content has been deciphered. I'm here to ask the headmaster for instructions."

Cheng Yi raised his head lazily and turned his head to look at Vanessa at the door. "What's the content?"

Cheng Yi actually already had a rough idea in his mind that there was a bug in this den of wolves, Tavia.

Vanessa said quietly, "The Nostra gang in the Roman region surrendered to Tavia three years ago. They're quite loyal, but their newly appointed deputy has been involved with East Asia."

"Without the headmaster's approval, we have always turned a blind eye to the situation, but this time..."

Vanessa glanced at Lu Qian on the bed without showing any expression.

"Selling the whereabouts of the boss is a serious crime."

Cheng Yi's eyebrows were cold, but the corners of his lips curled up indifferently, "Oh, I was saying, with Lan Sen's little information, how could Bai Yao have made so many preparations?"

He raised his hand and touched the wound on his side. He hadn't been injured in many years, but this time he fell into Bai Yao's trap.

A hint of anger flashed in Cheng Yi's cold eyes.

"Send Qi Huang and Ling Shuo."

Vanessa hesitated and said, "What the boss means is..."

Vanessa knew that once the two evil spirits were used, the sharp blades would be unsheathed and would not be withdrawn until blood was seen.

Cheng Yi stood up from his chair, lowered his head and casually adjusted his cuffs. "It's just a gang. It will operate the same way with a new group of people."

"yes."