Xihe looked at the bright spring scenery outside the door and couldn't help stretching. She didn't know how Chen Yanshu was doing.
"Ms. Mingzhu, the young master hasn't woken up yet."
The little girl spilled the beans, talking about how the eldest young master came home caught in the rain last night, and how the master got so angry that he specially went to invite the only western doctor in the city, and how the high fever only subsided this morning.
"It's all Ah Zhong's fault. If he had thought more before leaving, you and the young master wouldn't have suffered this."
The little girl pouted and muttered angrily that a beating with a stick was too light and she should be punished more.
Xihe put down his chopsticks and said, "I want to go visit the young master. Is that convenient?"
The little girl was stunned for a moment, then immediately said happily, "It's convenient, the master said you can go anytime you want."
Xihe lived in the guest house and had to turn several corners before reaching Chen Yanshu's yard.
There were only two servants in the yard. When they saw her coming, they immediately opened the door. The smiles on their faces looked much more sincere than before. Xihe walked to the bed.
The young man lay unconscious on the bed, covered with a quilt.
If it weren't for the shallow breathing, Xihe would have thought he was dead.
"Chen Yanshu?"
Xihe called softly, but there was no response. She reached under the quilt and pressed on his pulse. His pulse gradually became steady, but his body temperature was still ice-cold.
There is no other way to treat this kind of disease brought in from the womb except to pamper the patient.
So, how did you die?
Xihe sighed and was about to take his hand away, but was suddenly held.
Xihe:!!!
She subconsciously looked at the young man. Her eyes did not roll under her long eyelashes. Obviously, he was not awake. He probably felt that she was warm, so he held her.
Xihe pulled hard but couldn't pull it out.
While being surprised at the strength of this sickly fellow, Xihe felt a little embarrassed. If someone came in and bumped into her, she would not be able to explain herself.
But... there is no one here right now, so let him hold it for a while.
Xihe couldn't explain where the softness in her heart came from, she leaned on the bed with her chin supported. Perhaps because she saw that he was sleeping comfortably, she also dozed off unconsciously.
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"Second Miss...are you awake?"
The young man's voice was filled with laughter, forcing Xihe, who had wanted to play ostrich, to open his eyes awkwardly: "Well, your room is so comfortable that I couldn't help but fall asleep."
Seeing him clenching his hands, as if stretching his muscles, Xihe's face was burning.
This was not discovered by others, but was caught by the real owner... Xihe wailed in her heart, but fortunately Shen Yanshu was very obedient and did not mention a word about the fact that they had held hands for the whole afternoon, but asked her if she was hungry?
He tactfully asked her to wait in the restaurant and he would be there soon.
Xihe was looking forward to it and immediately got up and left.
As soon as the man left, Ah Zhong came in to wait on his master. Seeing him looking at his hands in a daze, he couldn't help but ask cautiously, "Master?"
Chen Yanshu paused and looked away naturally: "Go out, I can do it myself."
A Zhong didn't dare to refute and immediately turned around and left.
Xihe sat at the dining table for a while before Chen Yanshu came in with his sister. The maids served the dishes one by one. The sister of the Shen family spoke wittily at the table and invited Xihe to play with her at Shen's house after the meal.
How could this be considered playing with her? He clearly knew she had been kicked out of the Li family and was helping her out.
This silent protection warmed Xihe's heart. He couldn't help but look at the young man opposite him. He was wearing a moon-white robe, with a smile on his face. "Stay, A-Lian likes you very much."
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