Chapter 67: Treating the disease and using all the tricks that night...
It was different from the happy mood that night when he used all his tricks to make Qi Hanmu stay.
Now hearing this sentence, Xia Yiqing felt as if the hairs on her body stood on end. She experienced the true meaning of creepy.
Why can this man call her "Xiaoguai" without any psychological burden, and address her naturally in this superior tone?
Moreover, his palms, which were slightly cold due to long-term illness, were still touching the top of her head.
He was clearly still wearing a nasal oxygen tube on his face, and looked as weak as a nearly broken porcelain doll, yet he still wanted to comfort her.
"Come," Qi Hanmu blinked slowly, sending a calming signal, not caring at all whether the drunk Xia Yiqing would understand or notice his little thoughts. He stretched out his cold white hand with blue veins towards her, palm facing up.
"Come to me."
Xia Yiqing didn't dare to move.
She tightened her jaw, her shoulders slumped, then shrank, and her back was slightly arched, like a little animal with its fur standing on end.
"Hmm," Qi Hanmu didn't know whether the man understood or not. His fingers that had fallen on the girl's hair naturally slid into the air as the girl dodged backwards, leaving him with nothing. His voice didn't contain any shock, but was gentle and soft, as if he was coaxing her.
"Qingqing?"
Xia Yiqing felt something was wrong again.
Why, Qi Hanmu treated her as something that needed to be protected, while he treated himself as someone who could protect others.
In fact, this is not reasonable at all.
Qi Hanmu is weak and has suffered from heart disease for many years. If he doesn't have hearing aids in both ears, he is no different from a deaf person.
It was this pale-faced man with veins throbbing happily on his forehead. He pursed his lips, curled up a smile, and even tried to use the clumsy method of patting her head to soothe her somewhat restless emotions.
"That's enough."
Xia Yiqing's words were not too harsh, but they were so obvious in the quiet carriage.
Qi Hanmu tilted his head to the left, frowning unconsciously, and then quietly relaxed his frown before anyone else noticed.
Qin Fei couldn't help but speak a fair word on behalf of their Third Master, "They rescued you from the banquet and asked me to feed you hangover medicine, and this is your attitude?"
Before he could finish his words, the Third Master's cold eyes were already staring at him.
Qin Fei raised her hand to her lips, made a zipper gesture from right to left, and then raised her hands in surrender. Couldn't he just stop talking?
There were clearly three sober people present, but Qi Hanmu was completely unaware. His high body temperature added two faint blushes to his pale cheeks, and also paralyzed his rapidly spinning brain, leaving only one thought.
Coax Xia Yiqing to sleep.
It started to drizzle outside. Although no sound could be heard, the raindrops fell on the car window and gathered into small streams flowing down, reminding Qi Hanmu of the night a few months ago when he comforted the girl in Yiyuan.
I don’t know if she was really afraid of thunder, but that night, the girl was like a frightened and helpless cat, screaming loudly, arching her back, her fur standing on end, and looking at him with wet eyes, making it impossible for him to refuse.
Who can ignore the vulnerability of their loved one in front of them?
Even the powerful Third Master Qi in Jiangcheng can't do it.
"Thank you. But," Xia Yiqing hugged her arms with both hands, rubbed them to get rid of the goose bumps, and carefully chose her words word by word.
"I'm fine, and I don't want to sleep. But you...are you feeling unwell?"
This question is really redundant.
When it comes to feeling uncomfortable, it's hard to find anyone in Jiangcheng who can compare to Qi Hanmu.
Cardiopulmonary problems, hearing loss, and long-term anxiety and depression have shaped Qi Hanmu into a person who has to be extremely alert to any disturbance, keeping his eyes and ears open.
Under such high-intensity work, occasional headaches are common.
However, the high fever now seemed to have weakened the pain nerves, so Qi Hanmu couldn't feel it. He could only tell from the slightly frowned brows of the girl in front of him that Xia Yiqing didn't seem very happy.
Is it because he is here?
But, Xia Yiqing was clearly drunk before, and she was very happy when he coaxed her.
What exactly has changed.
Seeing Qi Hanmu slowly lower his head, his whole body visibly covered with a layer of loss, Qin Fei couldn't bear to watch it anymore and stepped out to smooth things over, "Of course he's not feeling well. His heart rate is too fast, his breathing is unstable, and he has a fever."
As he spoke, Qin Fei's voice trembled a little. He could feel a cold gaze starting from the back of his neck, along his spine, and going down, as if to cut him in half.
Without a doubt, it was Qi Hanmu.
The hangover remedy was indeed very effective. Xia Yiqing not only heard every word Qin Fei said clearly, but also could clearly see that there was a thin layer of sweat on the man's forehead, and even the tip of his nose was a little crystal clear.
Qi Hanmu was enduring the pain.
Tonight's celebration banquet was an unexpected surprise for Xia Yiqing.
Mr. Sun, who had just signed a contract with her yesterday, suddenly came running over and said that in the past few years, his company's contracts would only be signed with Xia Yiqing alone, which made the Xia employees at the celebration banquet proud, proud, and guilty.
Of course, there are two groups of people.
The former hopes for the best for Xia Yiqing and hopes that the eldest lady will make a comeback and take back the company.
Those who felt guilty later thought that Xia Yiqing was different from what they had imagined. However, they had been used as a tool to spread rumors without knowing it before, and now they felt inexplicably guilty and were afraid of being held accountable.
Mr. Sun's arrival naturally elevated the atmosphere of the celebration banquet. Mr. Sun himself was smiling and took the initiative to ask for a photo with Xia Yiqing. Even Xia Yiqing herself was confused, but she did not refuse in the end.
After all, power feels great.
This is an inexplicable privilege, unwritten, but everyone must abide by it.
"It's okay," Qi Hanmu's voice, with a hint of coolness, passed through the somewhat silent air and fell into Xia Yiqing's ears, with a feeling of pearls and jade falling on a green plate.
"This body has always been like this. Qingqing, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
It was as if someone was strangling her throat, and she couldn't breathe in or out. Xia Yiqing swallowed hard, but still felt a blockage in her throat.
"……I am fine."
She felt that this might be all she could say.
The night outside was thick and dark. Under the deep blue sky, the lights were on and would probably go out soon. The celebration party lasted until the early morning. Qi Hanmu didn't break in until nearly three o'clock and took the people away.
"Hello, that's good."
Qi Hanmu's bony hand slowly fell, but he controlled it deliberately. When it was only a fingertip away from Xia Yiqing's fingers, he stopped again. However, his fingertips shook unconsciously, as if he wanted to touch her.
Being treated so gently always made Xia Yiqing feel like countless ants were crawling in her heart.
This feeling is really not very pleasant.
Everyone's kindness to you should have a purpose.
Even parents are no exception.
This is what little Xia Yiqing realized when her mother locked her in a small dark room for three days and then let her out. She tried to please her father and got some beauty expenses from her mother. When her mother hugged her and smiled happily, Xia Yiqing realized it.
The embrace of her mother was warm, but it also made her feel a chill deep in her bones and soul, as if no hair dryer, no matter how big, could not dry her out.
"You have to say what he likes to hear. You have to speak in a way that makes others happy, okay?"
Her mother's anxious words echoed in her ears again. They were words to discipline Xia Yiqing for the next time she asked her father for money. She pushed her from behind and whispered them in her ear.
It felt like there were two forces pulling at her heart at the same time. Xia Yiqing frowned imperceptibly, making a difficult decision between speaking against her will and telling the truth.
"Third Master doesn't look well," a stiff smile slowly emerged from the corner of Xia Yiqing's mouth. The two dimples on the sides of her cheeks were not well-made and could not be mobilized now.
"The doctor is right here. If you want to, why not let the doctor take a look?"
Another heartwarming statement.
It was not entirely consistent with Xia Yiqing's thoughts, as she did not want to be false.
However, it was a scolding from the mother, a kind word that everyone liked and welcomed.
Xia Yiqing raised her eyebrows, tried to relax the tension between her brows, raised the corners of her mouth, and gently placed her hand on the needle-free area on the back of the man's cold hand. She held his hand with faint blue veins and kneaded it slowly.
"Let's treat the disease, okay?"
Qi Hanmu couldn't refuse the girl's soft words and expectant eyes.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down. He didn't know if it was because his forehead was getting hotter and his brain was not working properly, or if it was because of his own conscience. He said in a low, aggrieved voice, "Not good."
Xia Yiqing raised her hand and used the back of her hand to feel the temperature of Qi Hanmu's forehead, then looked at the private doctor Qin Fei beside her with relief.
"He is sick with a fever. You cure him."
"No need." Qi Hanmu slowly raised his right hand, and his usually sharp eyes rarely revealed a hint of fragility.
His eyes were very seductive, as if he was saying aggrievedly, "How can you bear to let me go for treatment? It's so uncomfortable."
Qi Hanmu tightened his lips and pressed his eyes downwards, as if he was very impatient.
"But if you don't treat the disease, it won't get better on its own, right?" The girl's gentle breath soaked into the man's cheek, embodying the breath of orchid.
"Third Master."
Be good.
This idea came up out of nowhere and it really doesn't make any sense.
Xia Yiqing felt a sudden surge of heat, first on the top of her forehead, then a cold sweat broke out on her shoulder blades, and then her palms became hot and slightly damp.
It felt like she and Qi Hanmu were very familiar with each other, as if they had met for a long time and were old friends. This was more than just friends, but almost like a relationship of lovers.
The man didn't say yes or no, but when Qin Fei came over and was about to install tubes on him, he frowned and pulled his hand back.
Perhaps his brain wasn't very clear when he had a fever, Qi Hanmu's brows were furrowed.
His lips were stretched into a line, and because they were already pale, they made him look even worse and sickly.
Likewise, his bulging shoulders betrayed his dislike for seeing a doctor and his subtle nervousness.
"Third Master," Qin Fei said, feeling the sorrow of a eunuch who had raised a young emperor but was not recognized by the emperor when he grew up. He almost waved his hand.
"We've known each other for so long, there's no need for me to hurt you."
Qi Hanmu still didn't say anything, but his eyes were so dark that ink could drip into them. His eyebrows were pressed down so much that forehead wrinkles were almost appearing.
When the other two didn't notice, he disappeared behind Xia Yiqing with a whoosh.
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