"Nothing... Is it too nourishing?" Shen Yulou gently wiped away Chi Yuan's nosebleed with a tissue, then leaned closer to look at Chi Yuan's face with concern.
Chi Yuan remained silent, letting Shen Yulou wipe him clean, seemingly still reeling from the scene just now.
The housekeeper was startled when he came in and saw that Shen Yulou and Chi Yuan's hands were covered in blood. He quickly called the family doctor over.
"Have you eaten anything lately?" After Chi Yuan's bleeding stopped, the doctor shone a flashlight on his nose.
“He’s drinking a pot of pig’s feet and ginger soup today,” Shen Yulou answered for Chi Yuan from the side.
"Have you ever drunk pig's feet with ginger before? Did this happen after drinking it?" The doctor didn't find anything unusual, so he put the flashlight back in his pocket.
“I’ve already drunk it. I drank a pot last week, but I didn’t experience this.” Shen Yulou shook his head.
"Did you experience any stress today?" The doctor took out paper and pen to record the patient's condition.
Silence fell.
What could Shen Yulou say? He couldn't very well say that he wanted to play some marital fun with Chi Yuan, only to end up causing him to have a nosebleed...
Chi Yuan waved his hand, breaking the silence.
"Nothing, I just accidentally bumped my nose..."
"Oh..." The family doctor suddenly realized and wrote down what Chi Yuan had said.
Then, after giving some instructions, I quickly picked up my medicine box and left.
Although he, as a medical professional, did not see any traces left by the impact, there is a saying: don't ask what you shouldn't ask.
Since the host has already said so, then we can just go with whatever they say.
Being a private doctor for wealthy families is an easy job. They can't cure serious illnesses, but they won't die from minor ones. The salary is high, and the benefits are good. They wouldn't be stupid enough to ask too many questions.
Shen Yulou asked the steward to go downstairs and instruct the maid to prepare some herbal tea for Chiyuanbao.
"Hahahaha..." After everyone left, Shen Yulou closed the door and laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight.
Chi Yuan looked at him with a resentful expression. No wonder he got a nosebleed after being subjected to such a thrilling event without any preparation.
"You're still too young..." Shen Yulou leaned closer and patted Chi Yuan's shoulder to comfort him.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner..." Chi Yuan said, feeling wronged.
"If you knew the truth, you wouldn't be so surprised..." Shen Yulou kissed his earlobe to comfort him.
Shen Yulou's outfit had been lingering in Chi Yuan's mind. When he saw Shen Yulou approaching again, his eyes unconsciously drifted down to the V-neck of Shen Yulou's robe.
Imagine Shen Yulou wearing this outfit, and the glamorous scene of them making out.
I can't take it anymore...
"Don't get too close to me..." Chi Yuan suddenly reached out to push Shen Yulou away.
"You look down on me?" Shen Yulou asked, hands on her hips, but before she could finish speaking.
"Holy crap..." "Holy crap..." The two exclaimed again, and Chi Yuan's nose started bleeding again...
So the whole night was spent in chaos.
Shen Yulou's clothes were naturally not put to use either.
The next day, Chi Yuan leaned against the bed with a flushed face, clearly still feeling the effects of his blood rushing to his head. His gaze towards Shen Yulou turned into a pie chart.
Three parts resentment, three parts disappointment, three parts impatience, and four parts longing for another chance.
Seeing this, Shen Yulou brought over a bowl of herbal tea. "Drink this. It's a special herbal tea for treating rashes that I brewed. It'll help clear away the heat."
Chi Yuan finished drinking it with a bitter expression, his face scrunched up from the bitterness.
Who knew that the next second Shen Yulou would kiss him, transferring the grape-flavored candy from his mouth to the other's.
The two were entwined, venting their emotions, and when they parted, they left behind streaks of ambiguous silver threads.
Chi Yuan cupped his face in his hands, his palms burning hot, as if they were about to scald every inch of Shen Yulou's skin.
"Feeling sorry for me? Hmm?"
Shen Yulou nodded, genuinely feeling sorry for him. He had just drunk pig's feet with ginger yesterday, a drink he didn't like, and today he was given such a bitter herbal tea. He felt sorry for him.
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