Chapter 363 Losing Ning Fengsheng is more terrifying than death
"No need, Grandpa Leng has some at home."
"They're different. These are all brands Miss Ning usually uses, and some are even specially made."
"What's the difference?" Ning Fengsheng couldn't understand. She had been living in the Leng family for more than 20 days, and everything was fine, wasn't it?
"Ms. Ning's hair is precious to her. She has shampoo specially developed and formulated to prevent hair loss and dandruff, and it's good for the hair." Moss walked over and said, "Ms. Ning, please stop using ordinary shampoo. It's ruining your hair."
Ning Fengsheng touched her hair and thought it looked good.
"Didn't Miss Ning say that her hair would fall out? Washing with this and combining it with this nourishing oil... will significantly reduce the chances of hair loss."
"Really?"
"And the lotion? You only use this brand that smells like gardenia," Moss said, picking up another bottle of pink-wrapped lotion. "You said it smells like your grandma's yard on a summer evening."
Grandma's yard? Ning Fengsheng's eyes widened: "Shengsheng's grandma? Where is she?"
“…” Moss couldn’t tell her that grandma was dead.
"I want to see grandma!"
Seeing that he had caused such a huge mess, Moss forced himself to change the subject. Although Miss Ning's thinking logic was simple, she was not so easy to fool...
He had no choice but to run away.
Before leaving, he mentioned the photo album, hoping Miss Ning would open it and take a look...
Watching Moss leave, Ning Fengsheng pestered the servant and asked.
"Well, Miss Ning's grandmother turned into a star and is in the sky." The servant remembered the star that the young master bought. He used to take Miss Ning, who was in a vegetative state, to the rooftop to observe it from time to time.
"Xingxing? What about Shengsheng's parents and grandfather?"
"It's in the sky too, and it's become a star."
"Is Shengsheng a child of the stars?" Ning Fengsheng was extremely puzzled. "Why are they all in the sky?"
"Good people will turn into stars and go to the sky, and bad people will turn into dog shit and go to the underground... because they are all good people, just like angels." The servant made up nonsense in a serious manner, and she was quite good at comforting people.
Sure enough, Ning Fengsheng was very satisfied with this answer.
An hour later, the kitchen was as hot as a sauna.
Nanchuan Shijue was covered in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water...
He originally bought a bunch of ingredients and wanted to cook a table of dishes for Ning Fengsheng to taste his cooking skills.
However, his body wouldn't allow it and he was exhausted after just one dish of braised beef brisket!
He was the noble lord of Nanchuan, but he almost died in the kitchen!
"It's useless." Completely useless.
"Master, don't say that. Miss Ning will definitely love it! After eating the braised beef brisket you made, she will never forget it for the rest of her life..."
Who knew that Ning Fengsheng fell asleep curled up on the sofa holding a potted doll, with a dozen opened snack bags lying beside him.
Moss wanted to wake her up, but was stopped by Nanchuan Shijue——
"Let her sleep, don't wake her up."
"Young Master stewed the braised beef brisket for an hour. It won't taste good if it gets cold..."
Nanchuan Shijue opened the snack bag and it seemed that she had eaten all the snacks.
The pain in his chest became more and more intense, but he just looked at her silently, his eyes filled with unspeakable pain.
"Master, let me wrap the vegetables in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator."
"It fell down." Nanchuan Shijue said expressionlessly, and took the air-conditioning blanket and gently covered her with it.
"How could something that Master worked so hard on fall down?"
"My Ning Fengsheng never eats leftover food." Nanchuan Shijue frowned, "I'll make you fall."
"Leftover food can be eaten in the refrigerator. This is because of your hard work—"
The young master's terrifying gaze swept over him, and Moss dared not say another word.
…
That night, Nanchuan Shijue developed a high fever.
The wound was severely infected and the doctor had to clean and bandage it again.
When he woke up from his daze, it was already late at night.
He was lying on the bed in the bedroom with a bandage on his chest. The doctor and Moss stood beside the bed with serious expressions.
"Master, your wound is severely inflamed. If this continues, your life will be in danger!" The doctor warned sternly, "You must stay in bed for at least two weeks!"
"Two weeks?" He sneered, "I only have three... two days left."
There are not three days left, and he has already wasted one day.
Tomorrow I will take Ning Fengsheng to the Niansheng Tower, and the day after tomorrow I will take Ning Fengsheng to...
Moss interrupted his thoughts in a deep voice: "Master, it's already the third day."
Nanchuan Shijue looked horrible: "What did you say?"
"You were unconscious for two days and two nights..." Moss lowered his head, fearing that he would get angry.
Miraculously, the young master was very calm...
Nanchuan Shijue closed his eyes and did not respond.
"Master..." Moss's voice trembled slightly, "How about I talk to Miss Ning again? Ask her to stay for two more days?"
"No, I will do what I promised her."
"It won't be too late to go find Miss Ning after the young master recovers. Young master, rest more now. If you get out of bed again, your life will be in danger."
Life-threatening? To him, losing Ning Fengsheng was more terrifying than death.
"How has she been these past two days?" he asked in a low voice, concerned about Ning Fengsheng's situation.
"Miss Ning is quite normal." Moss reported Ning Fengsheng's daily routine and three meals a day.
"Have you looked for me?"
Moss hesitated and said, "I have. Miss Ning has been asking about you."
"Lie," Nanchuan Shijue sneered, "You are the worst at lying!"
Moss's eyes became very evasive whenever he lied.
"I said that the young master had an urgent matter at the company and went to deal with it... Miss Ning didn't say anything."
Nanchuan Shijue's expression remained calm yet complicated: "Don't reveal my illness, don't even mention it."
Of course Moss knew it, but with Miss Ning's current IQ, even if he told her, she might not understand the interests involved.
"Master, you must take good care of yourself... just for Miss Ning's sake. If you... are gone, she will be heartbroken."
"She won't be sad." Nanchuan Shijue raised his lips sarcastically. She had forgotten everything now and even wished she could never see him again.
"Just in case Miss Ning remembers..."
"She won't."
"Why not? Master, have you forgotten that time when you faked your death, Miss Ning was so shocked. If you die again, maybe Miss Ning will remember it when she is shocked."
These words struck Nanchuan Shijue like a bolt of lightning.
He opened his eyes wide, and a crazy light flashed in his dark pupils: "What did you say...?"
Moss was stunned:?
"You're right..." he murmured to himself, "If I'm gone..."
He faked his death in the past, and Ning Fengsheng was so heartbroken that he almost committed suicide.
Maybe extreme emotional stimulation actually works?
"What if this method doesn't work? Miss Ning still hasn't thought of it?" Moss had a bad feeling.
The light in Nanchuan Shijue's eyes suddenly faded: "That proves... Ning Fengsheng's world will never need Nanchuan Shijue again."
He no longer has to fear death, and when he leaves, he will feel at ease and at peace.
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