In the middle of the night, Lin Xingyu woke up hungry and had a fever. She felt even worse and whimpered unconsciously in Jiang Molin's arms.
Jiang Molin, who was a light sleeper, woke up when he felt the person in his arms move. Thinking that she was feeling unwell again, he asked gently and caringly, "What's wrong, Xingxing? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Xingyu said pitifully, "I'm hungry."
Jiang Molin smiled gently, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Be good and wait, I'll bring some food up."
After the doctor's words in the afternoon, Jiang Molin asked his aunt to cook some porridge and keep it warm, for fear that she would be hungry at night.
Jiang Molin quickly brought it over and helped her sit up, leaning against the headboard. He then took the bowl and scooped a spoonful, "Xingxing, be good, open your mouth, we're eating."
Lin Xingyu was stunned, staring at him the whole time, and then she cooperated obediently. Fortunately, she was quite well-behaved during the whole meal, and after drinking some porridge, she finally felt her stomach warm up a little.
While she was awake, Jiang Molin took her temperature again. She was still running a fever, only a little lower than in the afternoon. Lin Xingyu was drenched in sweat. Now that she was a little more awake, she felt uncomfortable all over.
Jiang Molin: "What's wrong, Xingxing? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"
Lin Xingyu: "I want to take a shower. I don't feel well."
Jiang Molin: "But sick people can't take a bath."
Lin Xingyu: "But it's uncomfortable, sticky, and I can't sleep."
Jiang Molin hesitated for a moment, "Can I wipe it with a wet towel? Once Xingxing's fever is gone, you can take a shower when you get up tomorrow."
Lin Xingyu had no choice but to nod.
Jiang Molin bent down and stretched out his hands to pick her up, and Lin Xingyu automatically stretched out her hands for a hug.
Jiang Molin felt a surge of joy in his heart. The sick Xingxing looked silly, but so cute. He looked so adorable and wanted to hug and kiss him.
I carried Princess Lin Xingyu to the sink. I put a bath towel underneath her to prevent her from getting cold, and then I started to wipe her sweat with a hot towel.
Lin Xingyu cooperated obediently like a kindergarten kid. Jiang Molin patiently and gently rubbed her delicate skin.
After wiping all my limbs, I felt much more comfortable. Although I couldn’t take a shower, I felt much more comfortable than before.
Lin Xingyu smiled happily.
Jiang Molin looked at her changes and thought of a way to help her wipe it. As long as he could make her feel a little bit more comfortable, he would be so happy.
After wiping her, Jiang Molin carried her to bed again, pulled the quilt over her, patted her gently, and coaxed her to sleep.
"Xingxing, can we sleep a little longer? It's too early now. When it gets light, Xingxing will be fine."
But he didn't go to bed. Lin Xingyu felt uncomfortable. The person who was just by her side was about to leave. Her face showed a broken expression.
Jiang Molin didn't understand what was going on. He looked at her wide-open eyes and the little hand she stretched out from under the bed to hold his hand. He was completely confused.
Jiang Molin's gentle voice sounded, "What's wrong with Xingxing? Why don't you sleep?"
After a whole night of tossing and turning, Jiang Molin didn't even speak in a harsh tone, and really held Lin Xingyu in the palm of his hand.
Lin Xingyu stared at him unhappily without saying a word.
Jiang Molin: "Xingxing, are you feeling unwell? Please tell me, if you don't tell me, I won't know where you're feeling unwell."
Lin Xingyu said slowly: "Why don't you come up to sleep?"
Jiang Molin suddenly realized that she was insecure because of her illness. Seeing that he was not in bed, she thought he would leave. Jiang Molin felt a little distressed, "No, no, I will sleep with Xingxing now."
Jiang Molin lay beside her as before, patting her gently and coaxing her softly: "Xingxing, go to sleep, I'll be here with you, I won't leave, Xingxing, be good."
Under Jiang Molin's repeated coaxing, she closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.
After making sure that Lin Xingyu was asleep, Jiang Molin gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He had also broken out in a sweat while wiping Lin Xingyu's body. She had been emotionally unstable just now, and now that she was asleep, it was a good opportunity for him to take a quick shower.
Jiang Molin's mind was on the person in the room the whole time. He was afraid that she would wake up and look for him, so he quickly washed off the sweat, dried his body, and returned to the bedroom.
Afraid that her body was too cold and would chill her, she warmed herself in the quilt for two minutes before slowly leaning over and gently hugging Lin Xingyu.
Lin Xingyu, who was sleeping soundly at this moment, felt a familiar smell around her and took the initiative to snuggle into the other's arms.
Jiang Molin loved the feeling of being completely dependent on him, as if the two of them were spiritually compatible and physically in love. He felt like he was locked up by Lin Xingyu and would never be able to escape from her side in this life.
And I voluntarily stretched out my hands, wanting her to tie me tighter.
Jiang Molin tightened his arms and hugged Lin Xingyu, the only princess in his life, even tighter. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, "Good night, my dear. Get well soon."
Jiang Molin, who had not slept well all night, woke up early and hurried to look for his wife as soon as he opened his eyes.
Lin Xingyu's face was still a little red and hot. Jiang Molin quickly took out a thermometer to check her temperature. It was 38 degrees, still not going down.
Lin Xingyu frowned uncomfortably and fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Molin quietly got out of bed and called Dr. Wu.
Jiang Molin: "Why is she still having a fever? And she's feeling very uncomfortable. Come here quickly."
Doctor Wu: “…”
Doctor Wu explained, "Any medicine takes time to work. Once the fever subsides, the patient will get better. Don't worry, I'll be right over."
Although it was a small matter, Jiang Molin was anxious, so Dr. Wu had no choice but to raise the level of importance.
Doctor Wu, who arrived at the villa, checked her again and found she still had a cold and fever. He could only prescribe some more cold medicine and comforted her, saying, "It's normal to have a cold and a fever. Once the fever subsides, she will get better naturally. Don't worry too much."
Jiang Molin: "But she's not feeling well now. When will the fever go away?"
Doctor Wu: "If she recovers quickly, it will be today. If she recovers slowly, it will be tomorrow. Try to keep her diet light and nutritious. If she can eat, let her eat more. This will help her recover faster."
Jiang Molin nodded, as if he was going to see the guest off after listening to him.
Doctor Wu:……
Jiang Molin fed Lin Xingyu medicine and food just like he did yesterday. He was not at all impatient with her non-cooperation and various little tempers. He served the princess who was the apple of his eye with tenderness.
Xie An was holding his phone, which was definitely a rare occurrence for a boss who was already an hour late. Xie An dialed the number, but the other party hung up immediately.
Xie An was even more confused. His boss, who usually came to work on time, not only had no news from him today but also refused to answer his phone calls. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing. Just when he didn't know what to do, he received a WeChat message.
Jiang Molin: I'm working from home today. Please send me the documents that need to be processed today and send me a message when they arrive.
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