After saying that, and making sure that Si Jin was no longer struggling, Yu Linyuan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Good, as long as you don't faint, you're fine.
He unbuttoned his suit jacket, shielded Si Jin from the rain, led him to a taxi, and after helping him sit down, immediately asked, "Do you have any medicine on you?"
Si Jin covered her mouth and coughed rapidly, shaking her head vigorously.
The original owner's health was really bad. He could feel uncomfortable even smelling the disinfectant in the hospital, let alone the mixed smell in the taxi.
Yu Linyuan's brows furrowed even deeper as he turned to look around: "Xiao Jiang."
He pointed to a location: "There's a pharmacy over there. Go buy some Ventolin and run there."
This is a medication for treating acute asthma; it can be life-saving in critical situations.
"Oh, yes." After Assistant Jiang ran off in the rain, Yu Linyuan carried him back to his car.
This was the first time he had driven this car. It had only a faint woody scent, mixed with the cedar scent on his body, so at least it didn't smell too unpleasant, and the interior was spacious.
Yu Linyuan helped Si Jin sit up, making him lean back in the chair at a 90-degree angle, and then reached out to unbutton the top button of his shirt, letting the clothes fall loose on both sides.
Because he had been caught in the rain, a few raindrops were scattered irregularly on the boy's fair skin, and his chest rose and fell with his breath, making him look even more like a holy elf.
Now, it seems as if he is committing blasphemy...
Yu Linyuan took a deep breath, his heartbeat quickening involuntarily.
But he was used to thinking things through rationally, and it only took him three seconds to calm down again.
“This… helps with breathing; it’s a first aid method.” Yu Linyuan, who was watching over her, reached out and gently removed Si Jin’s hand from her lips.
Hold it in your palm and press it gently.
He continued speaking methodically: "Don't block your breath, breathe in and out slowly and rhythmically, just let it flow naturally."
Listening to his method, Si Jin gradually regained her composure, and her cough gradually improved.
A moment later, Assistant Jiang ran back through the rain: "Master Yu, you..."
As soon as he got into the car, he saw Yu Linyuan leaning against the disheveled boy, their lips only ten centimeters apart. He hurriedly put down the medicine and got out of the car.
My goodness, the Emperor is thirty-two and still not married. So he has a hobby of flirting with young boys on the street?
This young man looks to be no more than twenty years old. He's such a beast, such a beast!
Yu Linyuan didn't care what Assistant Jiang was upset about. He turned around, took the medicine, quickly assembled it, and sat back down next to Si Jin.
Seeing the person coughing up tears, he simply couldn't bring himself to be fierce.
He reached out and gently helped Si Jin sit up straight again, while shaking the Ventolin spray in his other hand.
Then, she spoke gently: "Be good, now exhale and blow all the air out of your lungs."
Si Jin did as instructed, and the next moment she heard someone say, "Open your mouth."
Si Jin parted his lips slightly, and Yu Linyuan placed the spray nozzle into his mouth, continuing to speak patiently: "When I spray the medicine, you inhale, and after inhaling, hold your breath for ten seconds, understand?"
After saying that, he added, "Little friend, if you understand, wink at your uncle."
The kid looks to be at most twenty years old. Teenagers like to call him uncle, and after a while... you get used to it.
Si Jin blinked, and after a while, the pressure in her chest actually felt much better.
Ventolin is a pressure spray, and people who are not sick rarely know how to use it.
Knowing everything and always calmly solving problems – is this the advantage of being a man in his thirties?
Yu Linyuan relaxed after feeding the medicine. When he looked down, he accidentally met those reddened peach blossom eyes, which were still glistening with tears. In addition to their charming demeanor, there was also a hint of pitifulness in them.
"He looks so pitiful." Yu Linyuan lowered his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of Si Jin's eyes, and then patted his head.
As if possessed, I just wanted to coax him.
So he blurted out, "Go to the hospital, get well soon, and take good care of yourself. Once you're better, Uncle won't make you pay for the car anymore, okay?"
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