Zhuang Nainai was startled. She turned around and saw the big iron door opened. The housekeeper was standing there. She looked at Zhuang Nainai and said, "Madam, I knew you would come. Please come in."
Zhuang Nainai:…
The doors are open. Is it too late for her to leave now
The answer is obviously too late.
Besides... she was really worried about Si Zhengting's condition, so she gritted her teeth and walked inside.
On the way, Uncle Li explained to her: "My husband has been like this since he was a child. Whenever he gets sick, he doesn't go to the hospital, he doesn't take injections, he doesn't take medicine. He insists on holding on, and no one can get close to him. This time he has a fever and is confused, but he is still alive." We persisted, but we couldn't even feed him water. Madam, please go upstairs and see him quickly. He has been ill for several days, and the fever was brought down by water. He also struggled terribly. He has had a high fever for a whole week now. The fever is gone, and we don’t know what to do!”
When Zhuang Nainai heard this, his pupils shrank. Have you had a high fever for a week? How could it be so serious? !
She hurriedly followed Uncle Li upstairs. The moment she entered the bedroom, her eyes immediately caught Si Zhengting.
He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and his body was thin. His face was red, his eyes were closed tightly, and the room was filled with a masculine aura that was unique to him.
Uncle Li gave her the antipyretic medicine, "Madam, this is the medicine that sir should take."
Zhuang Nainai lowered his head to look at the medicine, and then looked at the man on the bed. He was completely buried in the quilt, with only one head exposed. His appearance had lost his former aloofness, coldness and luxury, and he looked like a big child. , allowing her to swallow her words and take the medicine from Uncle Li's hand.
Uncle Li turned around and planned to leave.
"Uncle Li." Zhuang Nainai called him.
Uncle Li turned around.
Zhuang Nainai was silent for a moment and then said, "When he wakes up, don't let him know about my visit."
Uncle Li was stunned, "Madam, this..."
Zhuang Nainai pursed her lips, "If you can't promise, then I'll leave now."
Uncle Li: ...So, can he refuse to agree now
Uncle Li closed the door, and they were the only two people left in the entire bedroom.
Zhuang Nainai's gaze was immediately attracted, fixed on his cheek with obsession.
When no one was around, she could finally look at him so freely.
His already thin cheeks became even thinner, causing the cheekbones to protrude, making the contours appear sharper and tougher.
At this moment, he seemed to be dreaming about something, and he was mumbling some nonsense.
Zhuang Nainai listened carefully and vaguely heard a few words: "Nanai... stay away!... Nanai, don't leave me..."
When she heard these words, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big invisible hand, which made her suddenly feel extremely painful.
Her eyes suddenly became sour and her nose felt sore. She pursed her lips, took a step forward, and couldn't help but whisper: "If you are so reluctant to part with me, how can you be willing to send me away?"
After she said this in a low voice, she sighed. After all, she still couldn't bear it, and reached out her hand to touch his forehead.
The hot temperature of the tentacle frightened Zhuang Nainai, and the person on the bed seemed not happy to be touched, so he frowned and tilted his head slightly, but he seemed to feel the coolness in the palm of her hand, and tilted his head. After a moment, he turned his head back to touch her hand, and then his brows relaxed, and he even unconsciously rubbed her palm, like a kitten trying to please its owner.
(End of chapter)