The servant was deliberating beside him. Although he was old and his eyesight was not very good, he could see that Mu Xingzhou looked at Xia Xia differently.
The servant replied, "Young master is allergic to western medicine."
Xia Xia looked at Mu Xingzhou and said to the servant, "Is there any more medicine?"
"Um."
"Go get it again!"
Mu Xingzhou looked at this woman who completely ignored him and even started to arouse his servants. After seeing the servants go out, he asked, "What are you doing here?"
His tone was a little impatient, but he didn't speak as vigorously as usual.
Xia Tian sat down beside the bed and asked, "Is it hard?"
"..." Mu Xingzhou lowered his head, "I'm fine, and I'm not a child."
Seeing her caring about him so much, he was like a child in his heart, a little aggrieved, but a little moved.
Xia Tian looked at him and said, "It's not a child, you still don't take medicine."
"Too bitter."
"..." Xia Tian looked at him and raised his eyebrows.
Mu Xingzhou raised his head and looked at her. Recently, he always felt that the room was very stuffy and stuffy.
Not only because of the sickness, but also because of the feeling of discomfort in my heart. It seems that wherever I look, there will be a feeling of irritability in my heart, and the whole world will not feel so beautiful.
But now, sitting here, the room still smells of traditional Chinese medicine, but she feels as if the whole world has become fresh.
"Actually, I'm quite surprised that you can come to see me."
Xia Tian looked at him and remembered what Yu'er told herself that after he came back that day, he was very angry at the person who pushed her down.
In the past, I always felt that Mu Xingzhou looked unpleasant everywhere, but now I don't know what happened, she looked at him and felt that he was very pleasing to the eye.
The servant came soon and brought medicine, not only that, but also some food.
The curtains were drawn and the room looked a lot brighter.
In the summer, he helped move the table to the bedside, and put everything on the table.
She sat down, took chopsticks, and served him dishes.
It was raining outside, and through the glass, you could see that it was raining non-stop.
Mu Xingzhou sat on the bed, looked at Xia Xia, watched her put all the food into her bowl, and picked up the chopsticks.
Xia Xia's attitude was very gentle, "Eat, eat this. Eat more of this."
"..." Mu Xingzhou looked at her while eating, and suddenly felt extremely sad.
From pestering her to deciding to let go of her, he made a great determination and struggled a lot inside.
But now, with her appearance, the craving for wanting to be with her surged in his heart.
How strange!
Just looking at her makes the whole world feel better.
Even this room with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine is like a fairy tale world full of birds and flowers.
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Xia Xian accompanied Mu Xingzhou to finish the meal and medicine, and the servant took everything away. She sat next to her and looked at the hand he held in his palm. He was leaning against the head of the bed. Usually more haggard, the frequency of breathing, also because of illness, is faster than usual.
She stretched out her hand and said to Mu Xingzhou, "Mr. Mu, you're pretty good looking like this."
"..." Mu Xingzhou moved his hands, opened his eyes, looked at her, and said, "Are you finally willing to tell the truth?"
"It's not right." Xia Xia said: "I used to look at you so annoying! Every time you look like you want to step on someone's feet."
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