People say that "illness comes like a landslide, but recovers like pulling silk from a cocoon," and the villainous big boss suddenly fell ill, this time quite seriously.
"What happened? Was he poisoned since childhood? Or did he suffer a qi deviation while practicing martial arts?" Su Chen asked Ning Wu.
Ningwu shook his head. "He's only alive now because time has been stolen. He should have died fifteen years ago. You changed his fate, but you couldn't change the ill-fated destiny he was born with."
"Can't we go to the mall and buy some pills or fill a bowl with spiritual spring water for him to drink?" Su Chen looked at Jun Mochen, who was sweating profusely, and wrung out a towel to wipe his forehead.
"No, we cannot fight against fate and the 'Tao' of this world, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable," Ningwu quickly refused.
Su Chen looked at Jun Mochen, and Jun Mochen looked back at her.
Another violent coughing fit ensued. Su Chen handed over a handkerchief and noticed the glaring bloodstains on it.
"Isn't this tuberculosis?" The symptoms look exactly like it.
No, even if you call a doctor, they can't cure it. You can still give it a try.
Seeing Jun Mochen about to sit up, Su Chen quickly went to help him, "What are you trying to say?"
Before he could say anything, Su Chen said, "Don't speak yet, I'll go find a doctor for you."
Jun Mochen shook his head. "I know this illness. It's incurable. It seems like all the internal organs have shifted."
"Don't talk nonsense, I'll go find a doctor right now." Su Chen broke free from his hand and ran out in a panic, returning shortly with a doctor in her arms.
The doctor simply closed his eyes, took the pulse, shook his head, and left, muttering "the oil is used up and the lamp is exhausted" before he left.
Su Chen still dragged the doctor back, gave him some silver to write a prescription for painkillers, and made him personally brew the medicine after he got it before letting him go home.
"Here, take the medicine first, and the pain will go away." Su Chen held the medicine bowl, gently blew on the spoonful of medicine, tested the temperature with her lips, and then handed it to Jun Mochen to drink.
Jun Mochen initially tried to defend himself, but after being glared at by Su Chen, he frowned and drank it down.
"How old are you? Are you still afraid of taking medicine?" Su Chen teased him deliberately.
Su Chen fed him spoonful after spoonful, while Jun Mochen's face contorted in pain. "I'm not afraid of anything, except bitterness."
Su Chen smiled, not expecting him to have such a cute side. "Okay, open your mouth."
Jun Mochen obediently opened his mouth, and um, it tasted sweet.
Su Chen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Candied fruit, is it sweet?" Heaven knows she could be so thoughtful; Su Chen herself was shocked.
Jun Mochen chewed twice and shook his head.
"Not sweet yet?" Su Chen had no choice but to go get more, but unexpectedly, he grabbed the hem of her clothes.
Jun Mochen pointed to his cheek.
Su Chen chuckled and leaned down to kiss him.
Jun Mochen smiled and nodded, "So sweet."
This medicine can only relieve pain; it is of no use whatsoever for the underlying condition.
In the middle of the night, Su Chen was awakened by Jun Mochen's cough.
"Does it hurt anywhere?" Su Chen quickly got out of bed, grabbed the outer robe next to her, and stood on tiptoe to put it on him.
Jun Mochen held her hand and shook his head.
"I'm thinking, what will you do if I'm gone..."
Su Chen's heart skipped a beat. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you not be here? You're going to stay with me for a hundred years."
Jun Mochen said calmly, "You can't do anything. All you do is eat and be lazy. You just lie around eating or reading. You can't even cook. If I go, who will cook for you?"
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