Chapter 47 You're a lucky star! Even though he's tired and weathered, he's still incredibly handsome!
Fu Yanchen's ears turned so red they almost bled, and he was so embarrassed he was practically steaming.
He was so itchy he wanted to pull his foot back, his toes curling up, but his grandmother held his leg down tightly...
After applying the medicine, she wrapped the gauze with another layer of gauze before taking off her sterile gloves and throwing them into the trash can.
"Don't get your feet wet for the next couple of days. I'll change the dressing again tonight. Be careful when you walk, try to rest as much as possible, and avoid frequent activity."
Xia Mian looked at the blush on the autistic boy's cheeks. Although he looked exactly like Fu Yanhao, their temperaments were very different.
Fu Yanhao was passionate, full of the restlessness unique to adolescence.
Fu Yanchen was aloof, yet as clear and gentle as spring water.
Xia Mian had the mindset of someone in their twenties from her previous life, and almost forgot that the boy in front of her was only eighteen, an age when he was curious and shy about the opposite sex.
She felt like an older sister.
The boy in front of me looked like a cute and obedient puppy.
Especially when those puppy-dog eyes slightly lifted to look at her, the boy's voice stammered, "Thank you."
"Mianmian! Yan Chen actually spoke up!" Old Madam Fu excitedly hugged Xia Mian. "That's wonderful! You're simply our family's lucky star!"
"Ever since you came, even Bao Qi, who used to be a lazy bum, has started making money! And now Yan Chen's autism has even improved!"
As she spoke, her voice choked with emotion, “You have no idea how long it has been since this child last spoke on his own initiative… Every time, it takes professional teachers countless attempts to guide and comfort him, using all sorts of methods, before he is forced to utter even a few words.”
"He seems to be forever immersed in his own world, not wanting the outside world to disturb him, and he doesn't want to come out."
Only the parents of children with autism can truly understand the hardships they endure.
Xia Mian gently hugged Madam Fu, "Grandma, they are all angels from the stars. I believe that as long as we continue to do our best to accompany them, they will definitely get better."
Madam Fu wiped her moist eyes. "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
“Grandma’s words were just a genuine expression of her feelings; how can you call it a loss of composure?” Xia Mian took her hand and sat her back down on the sofa.
"Grandma, it's been raining a lot lately. Let me take your blood pressure and check your blood sugar, and then observe whether you feel uncomfortable anywhere."
"Good, good, Mianmian, you're so thoughtful." Madam Fu watched as Xia Mian skillfully used various instruments to begin her examination. "Mianmian, how do you know medicine?"
Xia Mian looked up and smiled, "It's all because of my grandmother back in the Xia family..."
Thinking of Madam Xia made her feel rather unhappy.
"She's getting old, so I often help her with these checks. I've even learned how to take a pulse!"
She helped Madam Xia with her health check every week, but Madam Xia never gave her a kind look. She complained that she hurt her, that her tests were inaccurate, and that her smile was not up to standard. She wondered if Madam Xia didn't want to be filial to her!
"Mianmian is so amazing? Then help me take my pulse too!" Madam Fu immediately stretched out her arm and placed it in front of Xia Mian.
Xia Mian had the same idea.
In her past life, Madam Fu worried herself sick over the twins, which caused her health to deteriorate prematurely. Without timely replenishment, she later fell seriously ill!
Furthermore, he was poisoned during his serious illness and passed away prematurely.
She was determined to take good care of Madam Fu's health for the rest of her life, so that those who were hiding in the shadows and plotting to harm her would have no chance.
Thinking of this, she gently pressed her fingertips onto Madam Fu's pulse.
"Grandma, have you been sweating a lot at night lately? And are you experiencing chest tightness?" Xia Mian withdrew her finger and turned on the blood pressure monitor to measure Madam Fu's blood pressure.
"Oh my, how did you know? I've been feeling the same way lately. I was wondering if it's because it's so hot." Madam Fu looked at Xia Mian with sparkling eyes. She really liked this granddaughter she had taken in more and more.
If I could really marry the eldest son and become his granddaughter-in-law, that would be wonderful!
No, she has to urge the eldest son to work harder later!
They've been on a mission for days and haven't come home yet. How can that be allowed?
"I'll prescribe you a Chinese herbal decoction. Drink it for about a week and see how it goes," Xia Mian said, ordering several Chinese herbs through a food delivery app on her phone.
Fu Yanchen sat obediently to the side, watching Xia Mian's every move.
He felt that the girl his grandmother brought back from outside seemed to be radiant, always so vibrant and free, like the wind that passed through the Fu family and made a brief stop here.
He was stunned until Xia Mian and Madam Fu opened his bedroom door, chatting and laughing, and prepared to leave. Only then did he snap out of his daze and ask, "Are you... are you going out?"
Xia Mian turned to look at him, "You have an injury on your foot, so we won't bother you. You should get some rest."
Her eyes seemed to shine, sparkling with light.
Fu Yanchen was as obedient as a dog whose owner was suddenly about to leave, his dog eyes drooping. "Goodnight."
Madam Fu was so excited that she turned around and rushed to her grandson, cupping his face in her hands.
"My dear grandson! You spoke up again! That's wonderful! Grandma is so happy! What would you like to eat tomorrow? I'll have the kitchen make it for you!"
Fu Yanchen's face turned bright red from his grandmother's praise. He didn't dare to look up or speak.
He simply lowered his head deeply, wishing he could bury it in his chest.
Seeing him like this, Madam Fu hugged him and didn't force him to continue speaking. "Good night. Get some rest."
Xia Mian carried the medicine box downstairs, intending to hand it over to the housekeeper for safekeeping.
As soon as I looked up, the night rain, mixed with a cold wind, rushed towards me, and a tall figure wrapped in camouflage clothing, soaked to the bone, came into view.
She was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously dropped the medicine box and rushed towards Fu Yanshen.
"You're back? Why are you soaking wet?"
Her tone was urgent, a urgency she herself was unaware of.
"Take off your wet clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold." Her heart was pounding. "Shall I get you some hot water? The maids are all asleep at this hour. Shall I make you some ginger tea?"
Fu Yanshen stared at her with his dark eyes. The girl's skin was porcelain white under the light, and her long eyelashes fluttered, making her look naturally pure.
His throat tightened. "Hot water will do."
Xia Mian hurriedly poured him a large glass of hot water and brought it over.
"Quickly, warm yourself up with hot water. How's the disaster situation?"
"It's under control," Fu Yanshen said in a low, hoarse voice.
Xia Mian looked him over. His handsome features were tinged with fatigue. Because he hadn't been home for three days, there was stubble on his chin and dark circles under his eyes.
It seems he didn't get enough rest.
It should be said that he only slept three or four hours in the past few days, and spent the rest of the time directing, issuing orders, and carrying out rescue operations.
He's good-looking. Even after not getting proper rest for days and nights, he still looks ruggedly handsome, like the male lead in a road movie or the rough-and-tumble male lead in a military marriage novel!
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