Wen Xinya entered the study room carrying a tray of medicine, where Si Yiyan was reading documents.
When he saw her coming, Si Yiyan knew it was time to change the dressing, so he consciously put the documents aside.
Wen Xinya walked over with the medicine tray and couldn't help but nag: "Although your injury is not serious, you still need to pay more attention to rest and don't overwork yourself."
Although she has been in charge of supervising his life and schedule over the past two days, as the person in charge of Lucifer, his workload is already very intense. No matter how well she does as a housekeeper, she still needs his cooperation.
"Little housekeeper!" Si Yiyan pursed his thin lips, with a gorgeous light flowing in his eyes. He heard these words... several times a day. Whenever she saw him working, she would not help but mutter a few words. He did not find it annoying. Instead, he felt that it was a good feeling to be cared about by someone at all times.
Wen Xinya was immediately unhappy: "Who is the housekeeper? If it weren't for your injury, I wouldn't be willing to take care of you."
The doctor said that when Si Yiyan was injured, the slightest carelessness could easily trigger a relapse of his old illness, so she has been nervous every day since he was injured.
Si Yiyan laughed and said, "You're always meddling in this and that all the time, telling me to be careful about this and pay attention to that. What else can you be but a housekeeper?"
Wen Xinya looked at him and couldn't help but gnashing her teeth in hatred, but she couldn't say a word.
Si Yiyancan smiled and pulled her into his arms, gently bit her ear, and whispered, "I heard a new word yesterday, and I really like it."
Wen Xinya asked curiously, "What new word?"
Si Yiyan bit his ear and said, "Tracheitis!"
Lucifer had a party last night, and Yue Ze called him and asked him to go with him. He casually replied: We need to drink at the party, I am injured, and your sister-in-law is very strict!
It was a matter-of-fact tone, but Yue Ze laughed for a long time on the other end of the phone, and finally made fun of him, saying that he now had tracheitis.
After hearing this, Wen Xinya couldn't help laughing: "You are smart!"
When Si Yiyan speaks sweet words, he can definitely make people die of sweetness, and he can also avoid all kinds of vulgar expressions.
Si Yiyan whispered: "Let me see the wound on your arm."
Wen Xinya whispered, "No, I've already applied some medicine, and the injury doesn't hurt anymore."
She clearly came here to apply medicine to him, but ended up making him concerned about her own whiplash injury. Her injury was really not serious at all. After reducing the inflammation, taking some medicine, and applying ointment for two days, she was fine. It was just because her skin was as delicate as jade and a little sensitive, so it looked a little shocking.
Si Yiyan whispered, "Be good!"
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled up her sleeve. A thin gauze was wrapped around her arm. He carefully lifted the gauze and saw that the swelling from the whip wound had subsided, but the area around the wound was still red. A scab had begun to form on the long red mark. Her smooth jade-like skin set off the ugly red scab, which looked somewhat shocking.
Si Yiyan's brows gradually furrowed. He had spent countless efforts, financial resources, manpower, material resources and energy to carefully nurture this delicate skin. Normally, even when he pulled her hand, he was very careful, afraid of hurting her. Now, she was hurt like this.
Such beautiful skin would look ugly if it were left with scars.
Wen Xinya sensed his low mood and whispered, "The doctor said that if you take good care of it, there won't be any scars."
She knew that Si Yiyan cherished her delicate skin very much and was reluctant to hurt it. He would feel distressed if she got a little bruise on it, so she naturally knew something about his feelings.
Si Yiyan pursed his lips without saying a word, the cold light in his eyes flashed and then disappeared.
Wen Xinya whispered, "I'll apply the medicine for you."
Wen Xinya gently rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the wound bandaged with white gauze. She carefully lifted the gauze, which was spotted with blood. The wound was no longer red or swollen, but in just two days, it was no longer serious. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Wen Xinya carefully disinfected her and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"
Si Yiyan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
Wen Xinya carefully blew away the disinfectant on his wound and rolled her eyes at him: "I knew you would say that. My flesh is suffering along with you."
Si Yiyan laughed.
Wen Xinya looked at his wound carefully and applied medicine to it carefully: "The wound is healing well."
He breathed slowly and gently on the wound. The sharp pain caused by the disinfectant was miraculously relieved. "It's because Madam took good care of me."
Indeed, in the past two days, she has been taking care of him in every possible way. She would remember to apply medicine to him every morning and evening, and she never stopped applying various medicinal foods that were good for nourishing the body, replenishing qi, and improving blood, as well as for healing wounds.
Wen Xinya has become immune to calling him "Madam". She can't help rolling her eyes every time she calls him that. Who still uses such an old-fashioned title as "Madam" nowadays? Who doesn't use titles like "dear" or "wife" to show affection
However, after spending a long time with Si Yiyan, she more or less understood why he liked to call her that.
The “夫” in “夫人” is derived from “两个人”, meaning a monogamous family of two. “夫人” means “husband”, which is not only straightforward, but also full of possessiveness and a declaration of ownership.
Si Yiyan watched her carefully bandage his wound, and his eyes became softer and softer.
Wen Xinya suddenly raised her head: "Yan, this is the third time."
The third time, he risked his life for her.
She has always remembered it, even deeply.
Si Yiyan understood what she meant and whispered, "I remember too. This is the third time."
The third time, he failed to protect her and she got hurt.
This was a failure and a shame for him.
Wen Xinya's eyes suddenly widened. She didn't know what to say for a moment. Her throat suddenly became dry, and she felt like an orange in July or August, so sour and bitter. "Fool."
Si Yiyan looked into her eyes. Her beautiful big eyes were misty and watery, like crystal dewdrops, pulsating with tiny rays of light. They were stunningly beautiful.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Si Yiyan frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Grand Duke Moville and Miss Aurora are here in person and are waiting in the living room."
Wen Xinya couldn't help but glance at Si Yiyan. It seemed that Si Yiyan's guess was correct. Grand Duke Moville really couldn't keep his temper. He came in person just two days after the banquet.
Si Yiyan's eyes darkened and he said, "Come with me to meet Grand Duke Moville."
Wen Xinya naturally agreed happily.