Yin Han entered Nan Sheng's room and saw the pale-faced woman on the bed, feeling heartbroken.
She's so mean; she didn't tell him and even tried to hide it from him.
When Yang Silin saw Yin Han appear, she thought she was hallucinating. If Su Chuanlin hadn't reminded her, she would have gone up to touch him to see if he was really there.
"Auntie, it's Yin Han. He's been outside the whole time."
Hearing Su Chuanlin's explanation, Yang Silin reacted in the same way as Su Chuanlin had just done. However, the priority now was to reduce Nan Sheng's fever: "Sheng Bao has had a fever all day, and the high fever won't go down. But she hasn't stopped talking and keeps calling your name. No matter how I call her, she doesn't respond. I just wiped her body to lower her temperature. I'll continue in 40 minutes."
After Yang Silin finished speaking, she got up from the bedside on her own.
Upon hearing this, Yin Han went up to him.
By the time Yin Han sat down, Su Chuanlin had already ordered everyone to leave.
He bet that Yin Han was more effective than any elixir.
Yin Han sat on the edge of the bed, his long, smooth fingers gently stroking her face. His eyes were filled with pain, gloom, and complexity.
She cried for a long time, and her eyelids are still red, with a few tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes.
"Sheng Sheng, I'm here..."
Yin Han's unique voice rang out in the quiet room; it was unclear whether Nan Sheng heard it.
Her red lips parted slightly, and even in the midst of her chaotic dreams, she would softly murmur, "Yin Han... no... I'm sorry..."
Yin Han slowly lowered his head, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "My darling, what do I have to do for you to believe that I have never blamed you?"
Watching her mutter to herself, consumed by self-reproach, Yin Han felt his heart ache with every word she uttered, as if it were shattering.
He only regretted that he had allowed himself to be coerced by Lu Zhicheng and that he hadn't been braver.
That way, they might all be alright.
As the door was slowly knocked open, a doctor walked in.
Mu Sheng, the family doctor of the Nan family.
He personally brought in a tray with a bowl of herbal soup that he had personally prepared.
"Xiaohan, this is the herbal soup I prepared. Try your best to get Shengsheng to drink it. It's better to drink it while it's hot."
Even though it had been almost a year since they last met, Mu Sheng was still very familiar with Yin Han, after all, he had been with the Nan family for more than 20 years.
"Um."
Mu Sheng put down the medicine, glanced at it, and left without saying anything more.
Yin Han stirred and lowered his head: "Sheng Bao, it's time for our medicine. Can you open your eyes and look at me?"
“Yin Han…”
"Mmm...Baby, I'm here, I've always been here..."
After saying that, he picked up the medicine soup, took the spoon, drank it into his own mouth first, and then lowered his head without hesitation to slowly transfer it into Nan Sheng's mouth.
He gently pinched her chin. The sleeping woman was so obedient that it broke his heart. She obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the medicine.
Yin Han gently pinched Nan Sheng's chin. The girl, still dazed, was so obedient that it broke his heart. She obediently opened her mouth.
Whether it was sensing a familiar aura or not, Nan Sheng's mouth moved unconsciously as she swallowed repeatedly until she finished drinking the medicine.
"Baby, be good, get well soon, okay? If you don't wake up, I'll think you don't want me anymore..."
"I bought a house in the north of the city, right across from yours. How about I take you to see it after you get better?"
"I'm also getting treatment for my voice. Don't you want to hear how I'm recovering now?"
"..."
Yin Han's distressed and aggrieved voice echoed in the room, and Nan Sheng's eyelids twitched incessantly.
I don't know how much time had passed, but the clock on the wall showed it was already two in the morning.
People came and went into Nan Sheng's room.
No matter how others tried to persuade him, Yin Han didn't go to rest, so they just let him be.
But no one went to rest. Even though they heard that Nan Sheng Shao had finally calmed down a bit, they still waited downstairs.
Yin Han hadn't slept for a day and a night. When he heard her voice the night before last, he took the fastest flight to get there. When he arrived at the Nan family's house, he hesitated and didn't dare to step inside.
His eyes are now bloodshot and he has a fine stubble on his chin, but this does not affect his good looks.
Sitting to the side, his deep, dark eyes were fixed on the person on the bed.
The girl's originally tender cherry-red lips were now pale and lifeless, making her look as quiet as a pure sleeping beauty.
There was none of her usual chatter or the sweet "baby" she used to call out.
Yin Han's eyes and brows were filled with deep tenderness. He gently stroked Nan Sheng's cheek with his other hand, saying, "I missed you..."
His movements were exceptionally gentle, as if he were caressing the most precious treasure of his life.
Nan Sheng suddenly hugged the hand tightly, placing it on her heart with complete dependence. Like a kitten, she held the hand in front of her and gently rubbed it against her face.
This action made Yin Han feel both heartache and joy.
Did Shengbao hear him? It feels so good to be relied upon by her...
After hesitating for a while, Yin Han simply lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes, held her tightly in his arms, and patted her back again and again.
Nan Sheng seemed to clearly sense Yin Han's presence. Her murmur turned into a smile as she snuggled into his arms.
Yin Han looked at her profile, touched her forehead, and found that the fever had subsided. He tightened his arms around her slender shoulders and gently kissed the top of her soft, shiny hair again and again: "Sleep, I'm here, I've always been here. My darling is here, I'm not going anywhere."
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