Zhao Wan hurried forward. Chunyue asked her to slow down, but she seemed not to hear him. Her pace did not slow down at all.

After a while, the two arrived at the gate.

When she saw the man lying in the rain, Zhao Wan immediately lifted her skirt and walked over.

She knelt down, patted Meng Xun's pale cheek, and anxiously called out: "Second Master, wake up, wake up."

Meng Xun's eyes were tightly closed, and he did not respond at all.

Zhao Wan's expression became tense, and she turned around and told Chunyue: "Chunyue, hurry up, ask someone to carry the Second Master in."

"Yes, I'll go right up."

Chunyue gave Zhao Wan an umbrella, and immediately turned back to the house to call for help.

After a while, two strong servants came out and carried Meng Xun in.

Zhao Wan asked Chunyue to bring clean clothes, and she changed Meng Xun into them herself.

She raised her hand and touched the man's forehead, which was very hot.

Zhao Wan's pretty face was full of worry, and she immediately asked Chunyue to ask the doctor to come over.

"Yes." Chunyue responded and went out immediately.

Half a minute later, the doctor came, and after taking Meng Xun's pulse, he said that he was infected with a cold, and prescribed medicine to boil for a few days.

After hearing the doctor's words, Zhao Wan's nervous expression eased a little.

Just after easing for a moment, she immediately became nervous again.

This cold can be serious or minor. If it is minor, it can be cured by taking a few doses of medicine; if it is serious, it can also be life-threatening, so it must not be taken lightly.

The doctor prescribed a prescription and left.

Zhao Wan asked Chunyue to take the prescription and quickly get the medicine to boil. She couldn't delay too long and delay the treatment.

Chunyue was quick and nimble. Just after two quarters of an hour, she had boiled the medicine.

When she brought the medicine in, Meng Xun hadn't woken up yet.

Zhao Wan took the medicine, blew it to cool it, and fed it to Meng Xun one spoonful at a time.

Meng Xun's cold must have been serious. He was first exposed to the scorching sun and then drenched by heavy rain. He was doubly devastated and couldn't wake up for a while.

Zhao Wan fed him the medicine and sat on the edge of the bed to watch over Meng Xun.

Pregnant women are particularly sleepy. Zhao Wan was troubled by Meng Xun kneeling at the door of her house these days. She slept uneasily day and night.

At this moment, sitting quietly beside Meng Xun, she felt a little sleepy, and her head nodded forward like a chicken.

She yawned, and then fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Time passed, and she didn't know how long it had been.

When Meng Xun slowly opened his eyes, he saw a small round head lying on his right.

Moving his eyes down, he was slightly stunned when he saw the girl's sweet sleeping face.

Wanwan?

Meng Xun looked around and found that the surrounding environment was very unfamiliar. The decoration in the room was feminine, and it was obvious that it was a girl's concubine.

Is this Wanwan's concubine?

Is he lying on Wanwan's bed now?

Meng Xun couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and a hint of joy appeared on his handsome face. Wanwan must have been worried about him, so she let him in.

His fair and slender fingers reached out and gently stroked the girl's soft and white face, his dark eyes full of tenderness.

Meng Xun's heart moved slightly, he raised his upper body, leaned over, and kissed Zhao Wan lightly on her fair cheek.

There was a slight itching feeling on her cheek, as if she was bitten by a mosquito. Zhao Wan frowned slightly, pursed her lips and murmured: "Hmm~"

Meng Xun thought her naive look was very cute, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pinched her chubby cheek.

Zhao Wan, who was half asleep, felt that the mosquito on her cheek was very annoying, and it disturbed her sleep.

She got angry, raised her hand, and swung it in the direction of the "mosquito".

With a "snap", a slap landed on Meng Xun's handsome face.

Zhao Wan hated mosquitoes, so she hit him hard. Meng Xun's tall nose was hurt by the slap. He frowned slightly, pursed his lips and moaned.

The touch of the hard nose bone under the skin made Zhao Wan lose all sleepiness immediately.

She opened her eyes and saw five bright red finger marks on Meng Xun's pale and handsome face, and was slightly stunned.

She stood up quickly, straightened her skirt, stepped back, and said awkwardly, "You...you woke up, I..."

She hesitated and looked at the sky outside the window, stammering, "The rain has stopped, and it's getting late. Daddy will be back soon. I...I'll send someone to take you back home now. Don't let Daddy see you, he might be angry."