Chapter Thirty-Four: Did She Also Like Him?
Early in the morning, it started raining heavily in the courtyard again.
Xie Yanzhi stood in the room with a frown, beside the old wooden bed. After taking her pulse, Doctor Zhou slowly got up and said to Xie Yanzhi, "Young Master, this young lady has only caught a cold and is fine."
"Once I prescribe the medicine, you'll be fine after taking two doses."
"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Doctor Zhou." Xie Yanzhi replied. Yuan Qing, who was standing next to him, immediately handed over some silver, picked up Doctor Zhou's medicine box, and followed Doctor Zhou to the clinic to get the medicine.
Ling'er also went over and curtsied to Xie Yanzhi, saying, "Thank you, young master."
It turned out that today, Ling'er carried a basin of water into the room and called out in Shen Qingnian's direction: "Miss, get up quickly, breakfast has been delivered."
No one responded from inside the tent.
Ling'er found it strange; her young mistress never slept in. What was wrong with her today?
She walked over and lifted the gauze curtain, only then seeing that the young lady's face was somewhat red, but her lips were pale.
"Oh no!" Ling'er quickly touched Shen Qingnian's forehead. "Miss really has a fever."
What should we do? Ling'er wanted to go outside the mansion to fetch a doctor. But if she left, her mistress would be all alone in Qianyue Residence, and she's still sick.
She was worried.
Just as I was worrying, a black figure entered the house.
Only after the umbrella in front of her was closed did Ling'er realize that it was the eldest son, Xie Yanzhi.
"Young Master," Ling'er greeted him, curtsying slightly.
"Shen Qingnian hasn't gotten up yet?" Xie Yanzhi looked around the room, his gaze finally landing on the wooden bed, where he saw a small bulge in the quilt under the gauze curtain.
He didn't see her last night. This morning, he came to see her after breakfast, but she was still in bed. When she saw him, she didn't even get up to greet him. She's getting more and more ill-mannered.
Seeing Xie Yanzhi's face darken, Ling'er quickly explained:
"Your Highness, my young lady has a high fever."
"Is that so?" Xie Yanzhi strode forward and lifted the gauze curtain.
He tugged at the blanket, revealing the person inside with a flushed face, eyes tightly closed, and brows furrowed, looking extremely uncomfortable.
"Shen Qingnian." Xie Yanzhi called her name as he sat on the edge of the bed, placing his hand on her forehead, his heart tightening.
It was indeed very hot.
Hearing someone call her name, Shen Qingnian tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy and she couldn't open them at all.
Then she felt something cool on her forehead, which made her feel comfortable.
Before the heat in my body could be relieved, the cool sensation had already disappeared.
Shen Qingnian reached out from under the quilt, grabbed Xie Yanzhi's hand haphazardly, and slowly pulled it to her cheek.
Xie Yanzhi felt a jolt in his heart, and his hands trembled slightly. The person in front of him seemed to have a deep affection for him.
Doesn't she like Xiao Huaiyi? What is she doing? He really wanted to hold her in his arms right away and ask her if she liked him too.
Xie Yanzhi's lips unconsciously curled up, and his other hand touched Shen Qingnian's face.
Yuan Qing was also startled and quickly pulled Ling'er around, not daring to look anymore.
His heart was already pounding with excitement. Miss Qing, this is…!
Ling'er was also startled by her young mistress's actions. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, looked at Yuan Qing, and asked him with her eyes what to do now.
She didn't understand what the young lady was doing!
Those are the young lady's most hated hands—the hands of the young master!
She wanted to stop her, but how could she? This time, the young lady took the initiative first!
And the young lady looked so happy...
Ling'er patted her cheeks again; she felt so annoyed.
At this moment, Xie Yanzhi's cold voice rang out: "Yuan Qing, take my waist token and invite Doctor Zhou here."
Doctor Zhou? He was the former head of the Imperial Medical Academy.
Yuan Qing now fully understood Shen Qingnian's importance in Xie Yanzhi's heart. He dared not delay any longer, so he took his waist token, held up his umbrella, and stepped into the rain...
A short while later, Ling'er came in after brewing the medicine. She saw Xie Yanzhi still sitting by the young lady's bedside, his gaze lingering and full of affection.
Ling'er held the medicine bowl, feeling somewhat lost and uneasy. She wanted to feed the young lady her medicine, but looking at the young master's expression, it seemed he had no intention of moving aside.
Moreover, the young lady's face was still pressed tightly against the young master's palm, and she looked very happy.
"Put it here," Xie Yanzhi said, pointing to the small cabinet by the bedside.
"I'll feed her."
"Oh...oh." Ling'er placed the medicine bowl on the cabinet with a slight tremor.
Why did the eldest son give medicine to the young lady?
Could it be that the young master has a crush on young ladies?
Ling'er seemed to have discovered an incredible secret, her mouth agape.
Yuan Qing winked at her and pulled her out.
Xie Yanzhi pulled his hand away from Shen Qingnian's cheek: "Be good, drink your medicine first, and I'll give you a pillow later."
Shen Qingnian pouted in dissatisfaction. The cool feeling disappeared instantly, and she felt hot again.
Xie Yanzhi sat closer to the bedside, gently held Shen Qingnian in his arms, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew on it, and fed it to Shen Qingnian.
"Cough..." Shen Qingnian coughed up the medicine.
"It's so bitter."
"Don't drink anymore, don't drink anymore."
Shen Qingnian frowned, covered her lips with her hand, and looked resistant.
Xie Yanzhi patted her back again, looking like a drunkard.
"Sweetie, you'll get better if you take your medicine," he coaxed gently.
Shen Qingnian was still pushing the medicine bowl with her hand, almost knocking it over.
Although Xie Yanzhi tried his best to protect him, some of the medicine still spilled onto his clothes.
"Shen Qingnian, if you don't behave, don't blame me for using force!"
Shen Qingnian remained unmoved, shook her head, and still refused to drink the bitter stuff.
Xie Yanzhi took a big gulp of medicine, leaned forward, held the back of Shen Qingnian's head, and swallowed the medicine through his mouth.
Shen Qingnian was forced to swallow large mouthfuls of food. To vent her dissatisfaction, she swung her fists and punched Xie Yanzhi's chest repeatedly.
Xie Yanzhi smiled; it was the first time he had ever seen her so childlike.
Xie Yanzhi grabbed her fidgeting hands, tucked her into the brocade quilt, patted her head affectionately, lowered the curtain, and walked out of the room.
Seeing Xie Yanzhi leave the house, Ling'er glanced back into the house.
The young lady lay quietly, sleeping soundly.
What Yuan Qing said was actually true. The eldest young master would not harm the young lady; on the contrary, he liked her.
Xie Yanzhi paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and looked at Ling'er: "Take good care of your young lady. If you need anything, come to Guanlan Residence to find me."
“Yes, young master.” Ling’er nodded.
"The charcoal from Qianyue Residence has arrived!" came an old woman's voice from outside.
Xie Yanzhi frowned.
"From Qianyue Residence?"
"Is this what these old women usually call you?" he asked, his hands unconsciously clenching.
"Hmm." Ling'er said as she opened the courtyard gate.
The old woman at the door had disappeared, leaving only half a basket of damp charcoal.
Yuan Qing looked at him and saw that his master's face was no different from that of a piece of charcoal.
"Yuan Qing!"
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