Zuo Lanzhi couldn't imagine what would happen next.
This didn't work out, and Luo Sheng will never allow me to get close to him again, nor will he allow Madam Luo to...
She was both anxious and angry, trembling all over, pointing at Xiao Yunying but unable to utter a complete sentence: "You...you..."
Luo Sheng's voice came from the doorway of the reception room: "What are you arguing about?"
Xiao Yunying showed the empty bowl: "I accidentally ate the snow fungus soup that Miss Zuo served you, and she seems a little angry."
Xiao Yunying didn't understand. It was such a small thing, and she got so angry. She had too much of a temper.
I was thinking of telling her that there was too much rock sugar, but seeing her like this now, I don't dare to say anything, afraid of making her faint from anger.
Upon hearing Luo Sheng's voice, Zuo Lanzhi froze, lowered her hand, and turned away, but dared not look him in the eye.
“Brother Luo Sheng…I…”
Luo Sheng glanced past Zuo Lanzhi, looked at Xiao Yunying, and walked over to her, saying, "Give me the bowl. Go back and change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold."
Xiao Yunying handed him the empty bowl: "Then I'll go back to my room first."
She walked past Zuo Lanzhi back to her room, took off her shoes and put them by the door, took out a new pair of cloth shoes, then locked the door and went into the supermarket. She took a hot shower, dried her hair, and changed into clean clothes before coming out.
He went out, unlatched the door, and saw that the rain outside showed no sign of stopping. He closed the door and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed).
There was still some time before dinner, and this kind of rainy weather was perfect for sleeping. Since she had nothing else to do, she could take a nap.
The gloomy sky and the incessant sound of rain were the perfect hypnotic agents, and Xiao Yunying fell asleep soon after lying down.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but when she felt unwell, her body was burning hot.
Xiao Yunying sat up with difficulty, glanced out the window. It was already getting dark, and she could no longer hear the rain, so it must have stopped.
She touched her head, somewhat incredulous: "What happened? I have a fever?"
Why is it still burning so badly?
That shouldn't be the case; she only got a little rain, and her clothes weren't even soaked.
Xiao Yunying felt her throat was hoarse and dry, her body was burning hot and weak, and she also had some... indescribable strange feelings.
She struggled to get off the kang (a heated brick bed) and put on her shoes, then had to hold onto the wall to reach the door.
I don't know if these people can cook. She's really not feeling well right now, so I'll just get them some pastries from the supermarket to tide them over.
Xiao Yunying stumbled along the wall to the reception room, her mouth parched. Seeing the teapot on the dining table, she wanted to pour herself a glass of water first.
She walked over shakily, and just as she reached out to grasp the handle of the teapot, a wave of heat, dizziness, and weakness washed over her. Before she could even brace herself against the table, she collapsed to the ground.
The falling body knocked over a stool, and the teapot in his hand was also pulled away as he instinctively tried to grab something, falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.
Xiao Yunying lay on her side on the ground, oblivious to the small cuts on her right hand caused by shards of teapot. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes stared blankly ahead.
She just felt uncomfortable, but couldn't pinpoint exactly where the discomfort was.
My mind went blank, and when I came to my senses, I realized that someone was calling my name anxiously, trying to help me up.
Xiao Yunying's eyes focused after a while: "Luo Sheng?"
Luo Sheng helped her sit down: "What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Yunying tugged at her collar: "I think I've caught a cold and have a fever. Could you get me a glass of water?"
"Okay, wait a moment."
Xiao Yunying leaned against the table to steady herself. While Luo Sheng went to get her some water, she took the fever reducer and put it in her mouth. When the water came, she swallowed it while drinking it.
Seeing that her face was flushed and she looked dazed, as if she had a high fever, Luo Yong said worriedly, "I'll take you to the city to see a doctor."
Xiao Yunying put down her water glass: "No, no, I'll be fine after a nap. Um... there's rice, noodles and vegetables in the kitchen, you can make something for yourself for dinner."
Seeing that she was so ill, yet still worried about him not having eaten, Luo Yong murmured to himself, "Just as the children said, she's kind and gentle..."
Xiao Yunying, still half-asleep, didn't quite catch what she said: "What did you say?"
"No, let me help you back to your room."
Luo Sheng grasped her hand, only realizing something was wrong when he touched her skin: "Why is it so hot?"
How could someone who just caught a cold develop such a high fever in such a short time?
This doesn't seem like a normal fever from catching a cold; it's more like... poisoning!
Xiao Yunying rolled up her sleeves in distress, then tugged at her collar.
She was burning up with fever and subconsciously thought that the more skin she exposed, the cooler she would feel. She muttered incoherently, "I don't know, it feels like it's over 40 degrees Celsius. Am I going to go crazy from the fever? I haven't even made my will yet."
Luo Sheng couldn't understand what she was saying. He frowned and pondered. The more he looked at Xiao Yunying, the more he felt that she looked like she was poisoned. He asked, "Have you encountered any strange people today, or touched or ate anything?"
Xiao Yunying felt a fire burning inside her, which she couldn't quell and made her very irritable. She shouted emotionally, "I've been at home all day, eating the same food as you. I just delivered some things to my family and came back. I've never met strangers and I would never eat food from strangers. Why are you asking me these questions? Hurry up and take me back to my room. I need to take off my clothes!"
Seeing that Xiao Yunying was pulling her collar wider and wider, Luo Sheng grabbed her hand to stop her from pulling any further and turned around to call out, "Come in and help."
Zuo Lanzhi, who was eavesdropping behind the wall, shuddered. She knew that Luo Sheng was calling her, and she walked in with the smallest steps.
“Brother Luo Sheng…”
Luo Sheng said directly, "Go prepare a basin of water and come over in a bit to wipe her body."
Zuo Lanzhi thought she had misheard: "Brother Luo Sheng, you want me to wipe her body? I'm not her maid!"
“If you don’t want to do it, let Yinyu help you.”
Zuo Lanzhi couldn't really ignore this matter, so she stomped her foot in anger: "I'll go call Yinyu."
"Wait a moment!"
Xiao Yunying called out to her loudly.
She had been feeling unwell, and this strange feeling was definitely not a normal fever.
Upon seeing Zuo Lanzhi enter, a bold guess immediately formed in his mind.
Xiao Yunying pulled her hand away, pressed it against the table, and stood up, looking at Zuo Lanzhi with icy eyes.
"Zuo Lanzhi, did you poison me?!"
The tone wasn't one of doubt, but rather a firm interrogation.
Zuo Lanzhi was already feeling guilty, and when she heard her question, her face turned pale. She subconsciously took two steps back, trying to create a safe distance to escape, and denied, "I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Xiao Yunying had read popular science articles by psychology experts before, so she naturally knew what Zuo Lanzhi's behavior meant.
"You really did poison me!"
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