Chapter 48 Chapter 048 This is related to confession...
It took less than a minute from suspicion to confirmation. Yan Nanxing's face darkened and he grabbed the person and walked into the cottage.
Nan Fei's mind was in a daze, and before she could react to what was happening, she was half-dragged, half-pulled into the living room and sat down. When she looked up, she was met with two stern faces.
Yan Nanxing casually picked up a small blanket from the sofa and threw it to him: "Sit here, I'll make you some medicine."
By the way, he also reminded the other person: "Go to the kitchen and get the kettle. I just boiled it not long ago."
After a few minutes, everything was arranged. Looking at the dark, sticky medicine in the disposable paper cup, which emanated a familiar, sweet scent, and the two capsules in her palm, Nan Fei, for some reason, suddenly asked, "So you take Western medicine, too?"
The corners of Yan Nanxing's mouth twitched.
"Do I look like someone who is completely untouched by modern technology?" I wanted to complain a few more times, but when I looked down and saw how sickly he looked, I couldn't bring myself to do that.
Finally, he could only sigh and sternly say, "The capsules will work quickly. Take the medicine and go upstairs to sleep and rest."
"If you're not afraid of the hardship, I'll make you two doses of Chinese medicine right now. Drink them when you wake up."
Perhaps her brain was fuzzy, Nan Fei didn't understand the meaning behind this sentence, and nodded foolishly: "Okay."
Yan Nanxing: ...He shouldn't get angry with the patient.
Unable to bear it any longer, she urged him to drink the medicine and then took him upstairs. After all, Ke Ying was a girl, so it was not convenient for her. After about ten minutes, Yan Nanxing came back and nodded at her: "It's okay, he's already asleep."
Ke Ying breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, "He was fine yesterday, how come he got sick so suddenly today?"
"He thinks too much and becomes depressed. Maybe it's because he's too busy at work. You can tell he's a worrywart." Yan Nanxing didn't explain much and just brushed it off.
"The medicine just now has a calming effect. A good sleep will basically reduce the fever. But just in case, I plan to boil some medicine for him. Come and help me." As he spoke, Yan Nanxing picked up the medicine bag in his hand. Even at this distance, he could smell a hint of bitter, dry and cold odor. Ke Ying immediately agreed, and the two of them went straight into the kitchen.
Fortunately, Yan Nanxing had the habit of carrying medicine with him when he went out. Although the cottage did not have a dedicated medicine furnace, Yan Nanxing simply made a similar device using pots and bowls. He adjusted the heat, and told Ke Ying word by word when to add fire and water, and then left to go back to look after her.
After finishing this series of things, he still had to go back upstairs to take care of the baby.
The illness came like a mountain falling, and this time it happened to be during the recording period. Both the program arrangement and the other guests had a significant impact. When Yan Nanxing came out of the kitchen, he found that the cameraman was still following him, and he failed to maintain his expression for the first time.
"Have you been filming just now?"
The cameraman was also a little embarrassed: "The director asked us to follow..."
It’s not that he thought it couldn’t be filmed. Even if it wasn’t them, the surveillance cameras installed inside the cottage could still record the entire process. But when he thought that even such a scene would be used as part of the show, Yan Nanxing felt a little unhappy.
It is understandable intellectually. After all, today is the highlight of the week's program. They have failed to deliver, and the program team needs an explanation.
Yan Nanxing stared at the cameraman for a while, but ultimately didn't make things difficult for him. "From now on, we won't be filming again until the other guests return. Please ask the director to make some arrangements. This is a special case, and the patient needs to rest well."
Having said that, the photographer left, and Yan Nanxing returned to the second floor with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
The whole afternoon passed in such a quiet atmosphere in the small building. When Nan Fei woke up, the lights were not on and there was no one in the bedroom. He could peek at the sky through the thick windows, and it should be night time.
His consciousness gradually returned. He first drank some water that someone had put down by the bedside. It was still warm, and it just went in his mouth. His dry throat felt a little better. The next second, Yan Nanxing pushed the door open and came in, catching his sight.
This was the first time Nan Fei saw Yan Nanxing in this state.
There was no expression on his face, the collar of his shirt was a little wrinkled, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his hair, which was usually loose, was neatly tied up. He looked a little like he did at work a week ago, but the difference was that Yan Nanxing now looked slightly tired, with a sense of relaxation that only came after a busy day.
Yan Nanxing turned on the protective light, and the bedroom was bathed in a gentle yellow light. At first glance, he saw the person sitting up in bed. He was stunned for a moment: "Awake?"
"Yeah." Nan Fei felt much better, but was sweating all over. "What time is it now?"
"Nine o'clock in the evening, not bad, so I slept for only eight hours." After observing for a while, Yan Nanxing found that Nan Fei's spirits had indeed returned, so he felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face. "The thermometer is right next to you, you can take your own temperature and see. You are not allowed to take a shower today, so just bear with the discomfort. I'll get you dinner. I don't have much ingredients in the small house, so I can only make some porridge. Just make do with it."
Hearing the key words, Nan Fei suddenly remembered that they were still recording a program. Her heart, which had just relaxed a short while ago, suddenly became tense: "Isn't...Isn't it affecting the filming of the program today?"
The fire that Yan Nanxing had just calmed down suddenly flared up again: "You're already unconscious and you still have time to dream about recording a show? If you do that again, I'll just pack it up and take it away for you."
It was obviously said in anger, but it didn't seem like a big deal.
Nan Fei calmed down and had some free time to ask: "So what about today's mission..."
"I'll take care of it." Yan Nanxing had a blank expression on his face, still silently thinking that he couldn't get angry with the patient. "I didn't expect you two to be able to complete it."
During the afternoon care time, Yan Nanxing had been writing the distribution plan. As a last resort, Ke Ying had to go out alone to purchase the necessary ingredients and household items in an unfamiliar place. Fortunately, the program crew was really understanding of the situation and basically had staff to help with negotiations and transportation, which saved them a lot of effort.
"Don't worry about anything else, drink this first." Yan Nanxing came up with the medicine, "You want it yourself, if it's bitter, there's no sugar for you to eat."
As soon as I saw the black medicine juice placed in front of me, I could smell the rich and dark odor even before I took a sip.
At noon, he just had a fever and couldn't think clearly, but he hadn't lost his memory. Nan Fei was silent for a while, not wanting to face the stupid thing he had done at that time.
"I actually think I'm almost well." He said this, but still took it obediently. The medicine was still hot, but not hot enough to burn his mouth. Yan Nanxing controlled the time, not giving him any chance to escape or refuse.
Yan Nanxing looked at his proactive actions and knew that the medicine was not boiled in vain, and her mood finally became a little happier.
"It's calming and soothing. I'll make sure you get a good night's sleep these next couple of days without any random thoughts. I think you need this more than any other medicine."
After finishing her nagging, Nan Fei's anger had mostly subsided. She held her breath and took a deep breath, but the residual bitterness still irritated the root of her tongue. She couldn't help but frown. The next second, a lollipop was handed to her.
Nan Fei took a look and looked up in confusion, only to find that the person who gave her the candy had averted his eyes.
"It has nothing to do with me. Ke Ying bought it while she was out today. If you want to thank her, tell her."
There was a hint of warmth in the sarcastic words. Nan Fei certainly knew who did all this. Even without the candy, he would not have been able to rest so comfortably for the whole afternoon and evening.
"Yan Nanxing, thank you."
This was the first serious sentence he said after waking up.
Completely follow your heart and speak only after thinking things through.
Now it was Yan Nanxing's turn to be at a loss. He opened his lips, but the man who was always eloquent lost the ability to speak when faced with such sincere emotional expression. He swallowed dryly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, but his brain suddenly went blank.
...You really don't know how to talk. How can I respond to such a sudden remark in such a situation?
He hasn't completely calmed down yet!
Yan Nanxing forcefully placed the candy in Nan Fei's hand and said stiffly, "Forget it. I see you've recovered well. Go downstairs and have dinner by yourself."
Then he turned to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.
While he was still not reacting, Nan Fei spoke anxiously: "Yan Nanxing, I have something to say."
After standing there for a while, seeing that he didn't continue speaking, Yan Nanxing sighed and turned around: "What do you want to say?"
"I like you."
Yan Nanxing froze in place.
First he expressed his gratitude and then confessed his love. Is this still Nan Fei?
Don't think that you can be easily forgiven just by acting like this... acting like a spoiled child.
The thoughts in his mind turned over and over, but he didn't say them out loud. However, Nan Fei seemed to see through his eyes and slowly explained: "I'm not confessing to you when I say this, but I've figured it out."
"I have a fever, probably because of what happened last night." Nan Fei paused, then exerted force on his hands, pulling the unsuspecting Yan Nanxing to sit on the bed. "I don't think this topic can be passed over so easily, but now, I want to discuss this with you calmly."
"You're right. I took relationships too seriously and too formally, so I didn't even have the confidence to start a relationship. Actually, I've been attracted to you for a long time, but I just didn't trust you."
This is totally normal. No matter who has a crush on Yan Nanxing, no one would be sure of being able to hold on to this person.
"But now I've figured it out." Nan Fei said as he loosened his hand. His wrist became lighter, but Yan Nanxing inexplicably felt his heart sink.
"Liking you is my own business. I just need to confirm my feelings. If you don't even have any trust in you, then that would be a real insult to my so-called precious feelings."
Nan Fei's gaze was very firm, and there was even a faint smile on her face: "I want to re-examine our relationship. What do you think?"
"This isn't a confession. Let's wait until after the show is filmed." As soon as the idea came out, Nan Fei's thoughts became increasingly coherent. She simply offered her suggestion, "Next time we go on a date, can you give me a chance to formally ask?"
Crazy.
Is this any different from confessing love?
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