Seeing that Zhu Qianying was sleeping soundly, Yan Shao got up and went out. He was very worried, so he went to the doctor early to find out the results of the blood test.
"Young Master Yan, don't worry, Young Master Yan's wife is fine. This fever is probably due to her irregular schedule. She will be fine after a good rest."
I don't know what this doctor's interpretation of irregular work and rest schedule is, but anyway, Yan Shao himself is embarrassed to say that his wife actually collapsed from exhaustion due to work!
Just to earn that little bit of commission and salary!
Back in the ward, Yan Shao sat by the bed and looked at Zhu Qianying for a while, occasionally placing his hand on her forehead. Only when he felt the heat on her head gradually subside did he walk to the sofa and sit down, taking out his computer to do his own thing.
Around 8 o'clock, Uncle Hai personally brought over the cooked porridge, and also brought over Yan Shao's toiletries and change of clothes.
Zhu Qianying, who had slept for two or three hours, was awakened by the noise of Uncle Hai entering the room. She opened her eyes and tried to sit up.
Yan Shao, who had been keeping a close eye on her movements, noticed her actions and quickly came over to help her up. "Are you feeling any better?"
The tone was no longer one of annoyance and anger.
It even carried a touch of tenderness and pity.
Zhu Qianying nodded, "Hmm..." Her throat didn't seem to hurt as much as it had in the afternoon, and she could make a little sound.
"Uncle Hai..." Zhu Qianying called out to Uncle Hai in a hoarse, soft voice.
Uncle Hai immediately came over with a worried look on his face. "Oh my goodness, if your throat is sore, don't talk! Lie down quietly, I'll get you some porridge."
Zhu Qianying slept for a few hours, then pointed to the bathroom to indicate that she was going to brush her teeth and wash her face. Then, she propped herself up and tried to get out of bed.
Without saying a word or even trying to stop him, Yan Shao simply and roughly picked her up and, as he walked, instructed Uncle Hai, "Uncle Hai, bring her slippers over."
Zhu Qianying blushed, but couldn't utter a sound!
She's just mute, not lame! Why does she need to be carried just to the restroom? And to trouble Uncle Hai, an elder, to carry her shoes—it's truly a sin!
Yan Shao carried her to the sink, put her down, but showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he stood by the door, staring intently at her through the mirror.
Zhu Qianying felt uneasy under his gaze, but couldn't say anything. So she pretended not to see his overly handsome reflection in the mirror and started brushing her teeth with toothpaste.
Yan Shao himself didn't understand. It's just brushing your teeth and washing your face, what's so interesting about that?
But after he put her down, he inexplicably wanted to look at her. Then, his mind exploded like fireworks, "Wow, she looks so cute with her cheeks puffed out and full of bubbles!"
A moment later, there was another "thump." "Sigh, how can she be so sexy with her face covered in water?"
After Zhu Qianying finished brushing her teeth and washing her face, Young Master Yan finally snapped out of his infatuation. Without warning, he bent down, picked up Zhu Qianying, turned around, walked to the bedside, and put her down.
At this moment, Zhu Qianying seriously doubted whether her body would automatically lose weight when she met Yan Shao. Otherwise, she must weigh at least 100 pounds, so how come he seemed to be holding a rag doll with ease?
"Ying'er, your porridge!"
Uncle Hai handed over the rice porridge that had cooled down a bit, and Zhu Qianying accepted it.
"Do you want me to feed you?" Young Master Yan was unusually kind, but Zhu Qianying shook her head.
Yan Shao shrugged, seemingly used to her rejection, turned around, picked up a bowl, and filled one for himself as well.
Seeing that his bowl contained the exact same porridge as hers, Zhu Qianying was a little puzzled. She was a patient and needed to eat light meals, while Young Master Yan could eat lavishly and suffer without having to make things difficult for himself.
Yan Shao seemed to see through her thoughts, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth, then said, "If I eat too well, I'm afraid you'll feel unbalanced!"
Zhu Qianying thought about it and realized that it was true.
She has always had a great appetite, and even now, she only has a sore throat and can't eat, not because she doesn't want to.
If he were to eat a lavish meal in front of her, she would definitely be drooling with envy!
"By the way, is it alright for Zizai to stay in Beijing until New Year's Eve?"
This was something Young Master Yan had to agree to for the sake of that approval document. Although it was difficult, he had no other choice. After all, it was just a way for the old man to indirectly ask for family affection.
Zhu Qianying was not surprised at all and nodded calmly.
Yan Shao carefully observed her expression. Seeing that she reacted calmly, as if she had been mentally prepared for this, he continued.
"Originally, Grandpa and Grandma wanted to come back here with Zizai to celebrate the Spring Festival on New Year's Eve, but his private doctor said that it would be better for them to avoid long-haul flights as much as possible..."
Zhu Qianying nodded again, indicating her understanding.
"But they miss you so much, so..."
Yan Shao had always known why Zhu Qianying was unwilling to return to the capital, so even though he had already laid the groundwork, he still found it difficult to voice his request.
"I'll go back with you..."
Zhu Qianying spoke softly in a low, husky voice, then lowered her head to continue eating her porridge.
After she agreed to extend the wedding date by a year, she was actually mentally prepared to go back with him to meet his elders.
Normally, she could use being busy with work as an excuse, but during the Spring Festival, a time for family reunions, it would be unacceptable for her, as the granddaughter-in-law, not to go back and visit the elderly.
Suppressing his surprise and delight, Yan Shaokuang calmly said, "Thank you!"
He thought he would have to use a lot of persuasion, or even coercion and bribery, to get her to come back with him, but he didn't expect her to agree so readily!
Does this mean that my words and actions lately have changed her opinion?
Uncle Hai found it amusing to see his young master acting like a young man, so he was too shy to disturb him. He told Zhu Qianying to rest well and then quickly left, leaving the two of them alone in the ward.
The porridge was cooked until very soft and smooth, and Zhu Qianying ate three large bowls. Yan Shao watched with delight, and after refilling her bowl, he promised her, "Once your throat is better, I'll treat you to a big meal!"
Zhu Qianying glanced at him, thinking to herself, "Young Master Yan, are you out of your mind? Do you think I'm Zizai?"
Little did she know that in Yan Shao's mind, although she and Zizai were different ages, their reactions to food were basically the same.
Therefore, the promise made to her is exactly the same as the promise made to Zai Zai!
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