Xiao Wujie was frightened, caught in the rain, and fell seriously ill.
Even after Ye Jinyu's treatment, she quickly developed a high fever.
He was only unconscious for two hours before being awakened by the fever.
Upon waking, he instinctively reached for his side, but found no one there, immediately becoming extremely uneasy.
With an oxygen tube in his nose, electromagnetic pads covering his pale chest, and an IV drip in his hand, he looked like a prisoner tightly bound; every movement caused all the tubes in his body to sway violently.
"She's taking a shower, she'll be here soon."
Beside the hospital bed, Ye Jinyu, dressed in a white coat, crossed her long legs and spoke softly.
Xiao Wujie's trembling gaze darkened. He raised his hand and pulled the blanket up to cover his perfectly alluring chest, adhering to male virtues.
Ye Jinyu picked up the thermometer and pressed it against his burning forehead; the reading was 38.9.
"There's no fever-reducing ingredient in the IV drip, you need to take fever-reducing medicine." As he spoke, he broke off a fever-reducing pill, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to him.
Xiao Wujie glanced at him weakly, then gently lifted the blanket before turning his gaze toward the bathroom door.
Ye Jinyu's facial features drooped slightly, her eyes twitched, and she silently put down the fever reducer and water glass.
A few seconds later, he said coldly and blankly, "It's not easy for you to have survived until now."
Chu Liyue came out quickly, her hair slightly damp and wearing a bathrobe. As soon as she met Xiao Wujie's gaze, she knew what he was thinking.
She had just sat down on the edge of the bed to hug him when Ye Jinyu's indifferent voice rang out: "He needs to be 'fed' a fever pill."
The emphasis and stress of the words are carefully controlled.
Chu Liyue picked up the fever-reducing medicine from the table and put it into Xiao Wujie's mouth. She wrapped her arm around his bony back, gently lifted him up, took a sip of warm water, and lowered her head to cover his thin lips, which were stained with blood.
Xiao Wujie swallowed the pills, but not satisfied with that, he strained to tilt his neck back and deepen the kiss on Chu Liyue's red lips.
Although his skin was burning hot, his body was trembling slightly. Chu Liyue knew he was cold, so she lifted the blanket and sat down in the quilt.
Xiao Wujie, panting softly, nestled into her arms, his hands tightly wrapped around Chu Liyue's waist, feeling uncomfortable through the bathrobe.
So, under the covers, he loosened the belt of Chu Liyue's bathrobe and placed his hand on her sexy waistline, which was covered by a slip dress.
It had only been two days since he last saw her, but it felt like two centuries had passed. He was like someone suffering from skin hunger, desperately wanting to feel her warmth and be close to her.
He silently slipped his hand inside her silk nightgown, gently caressing her fair and delicate skin, before finally placing it on her chest.
Chu Liyue cradled his head in her arms and looked down at him. Xiao Wujie stared at her with wet eyes, his gaze unwavering.
Chu Liyue pursed her red lips slightly, her fingers threading through his hair, gently stroking his scalp, indulging his misbehavior.
Ye Jinyu couldn't bear to look at them, and instead turned her gaze to the table next to the hospital bed.
There, a glass container filled with emerald green liquid stood still, with three budding flowers floating inside.
Its flower buds are a nearly transparent pale purple, with delicate gold lines adorning the edges, like a meticulously painted work of art.
Sanshenghua.
This precious herb, almost extinct, blooms once every three years, and its flowering time is the best time to harvest it.
Picking it when it's still in bud would seem like a complete waste to outsiders.
Ye Jinyu stared at the flower buds in the bottle and asked, "This solution can preserve and promote the growth of natural plants, so you picked them ahead of time?"
Chu Liyue embraced Xiao Wujie, gently rubbing his lower abdomen with her hands, and nodded with her eyes lowered.
She had long anticipated that Aisie Hall would not let her leave, would take action against Xiao Wujie, and would even try his best to sabotage the Three Lives Flower when it bloomed.
So, she didn't say anything outwardly and arranged her itinerary according to the normal plan, but secretly she contacted Shi Feng early on and asked him, as an expert in the field of botany, to prepare the test solution.
In this way, she wouldn't have to wait for the Three-Life Flower to bloom, allowing her to shorten her journey to the shortest possible time and deny Aisie Hall time to make a full-scale plan.
But Aisie Hall was even more ruthless than she had imagined; the moment she stepped into the Black Sand Rift, she began to act.
Ye Jinyu and Xiao Wujie launched a full-scale attack against her.
In the capital, Xiao Wujie secretly stirred up trouble. He had foreseen this and made arrangements in advance to protect Ye Jinyu.
In the Western Regions, she remained vigilant at all times. She deliberately carried a silver box to collect flowers and then carried the silver box back out.
In reality, the test bottle containing the Three-Life Flower had long been hidden on her waist, and the box that the assassins stole contained withered grass that she had casually picked.
She concluded that since Aisie Hall had attacked her, he would inevitably target Xiao Wujie at the same time.
She drove the plane at full speed all the way back.
One second.
She dared not imagine what would have happened if she had arrived even a second later.
As she watched Xiao Wujie collapse weakly and disheveled in the puddle, being clawed at by the assassins controlled by Aisie Hall.
That scene overlapped with the night at Haijing Bay, a night she would never want to recall.
It chilled her to the bone, making her feel cold all over.
That's how people are. They've experienced loss, so they cherish things all the more, but the more they cherish them, the more afraid they are of losing them again.
She couldn't bear losing him a second time.
Feeling Chu Liyue's arms tightening around him, Xiao Wujie let out a soft moan.
He nestled into Chu Liyue's arms, his cheeks gently rubbing against her neck and chest, as if to prove his presence.
Chu Liyue's palms gently caressed his scalp, neck, and back, making him feel comfortable and weak, like a cat lying limp in her arms, breathing softly.
"The flowers have been retrieved, and the material conditions are fully prepared. The surgery can now be scheduled."
Ye Jinyu's cold voice broke the tender atmosphere. His face was serious, his gaze deep as he looked at Chu Liyue, and he said in a low voice:
"He's here too, and he's still relatively sober. As someone directly involved, there are some things he needs to clarify."
Chu Liyue's hand, which was stroking Xiao Wujie's back, paused, and her cold eyes darkened.
Xiao Wujie was enjoying her pampering when he sensed her stop moving and immediately let out a soft snort of dissatisfaction.
Chu Liyue looked down at him, her hand continuing to gently pat his back as if to coax him, but the obscure emotions in her eyes were thick and unyielding.
Xiao Wujie frowned and coughed softly. His voice was weak and haggard, yet it revealed naked dissatisfaction and coldness:
"I'll listen to my sister's advice on how to treat it. As long as she knows, she doesn't need to tell me."
Ye Jinyu seemed unsurprised by his attitude, her face serious, her voice carrying the calm and coolness unique to a doctor:
"She knows what she knows, but you are the one undergoing the surgery, and your cooperation is needed."
"If anything goes wrong, you'll never see her again."
The second sentence made Xiao Wujie's gaze tremble violently.
Ye Jinyu stared sharply at him, her voice cold and deep: "Are you willing to listen to me now?"
Xiao Wujie lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, nestling close to Chu Liyue in her arms.
"Go ahead and tell me."
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