Thinking of his agonizing condition when the illness struck, Ye Xingguang failed to control her voice, even though she was fully aware of the dangers lying ahead.
She just couldnât sit idly while she watched him go through this, even though there was little she could do to help.
Ye Jun Qing was slightly taken aback when the girl boldly volunteered to accompany him home. His heart wavered, but his tone was dismissive, âWhat are you coming home with me for? Go eat your hot pot instead of looking for trouble!â
âIâm not looking for trouble; maybe I can be your pillow again like the first time, and we can pull through it together?â
Ye Jun Qing rejected the offer indifferently, âNot needed, it would only exacerbate the sickness.â
Since itâd worsen the sickness, why did you hug me that first time all night without letting go?
Ye Xingguang swallowed down her question, mumbling the grievance to herself.
Fu Zhuo said: âMiss Ye, please, donât add to the chaos right now. I know you care about Master Qing as much as we do, but right now, being by his side would only do him more harm than good.
Maybe not necessarily. That time on the plane, wasnât it Miss Ye, who prepared the soup filled with a bloody smell that aptly cooled Master Qingâs fever?
Xiao Yun respectfully nodded his head: âMiss Ye, please get in the car, we will escort Master Qing home together.â
âSure.â Ye Xingguang agreed without further ado and climbed back into the vehicle.
Ye Jun Qing watched the persistently devoting girl, his gaze flashing bright to dim, yet his voice was icy cold, âWho asked for your company? Did I say I needed your company?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Before Ye Xingguang could respond, Xiao Yun, who shut the car door, said, âMaster Qing, the medicine Miss Ye gave you on the plane seemed to work. Since it wasnât blood, Miss Ye, could you make another bowl of it for Master Qing?â
Ye Xingguang, ââ¦â
She was suddenly at a loss. How should she respond?
That medicine⦠she indeed wanted to give it to him, but although it could alleviate his condition, yet â¦
âMiss Ye, please.â Xiao Yun pleaded earnestly.
Seeing that she seemed hesitant and distressed, Ye Jun Qing coldly stopped Xiao Yun from continuing, âNot necessary! I wonât take any medicine!â
Xiao Yun, unaware of the medicineâs effect and assuming that Ye Jun Qing was still hesitant because he thought it was blood, said, âMaster Qing, the medicine that Miss Ye gave you last time, I specially had it tested, and the doctor assured me that it is not blood, so you can drink it without worry.â
Drink without worries? How could he possibly drink it without worries?
After drinking it, would he take a hot bath, followed by another heavy cold, or â¦
Ye Jun Qingâs eyes darkened in that instant. Prior to falling sick, he was itching to punish her tonight in a fit of annoyance, but when it came to repeating his past mistakes against her will, Ye Quin Qing had to think thrice about it.
In the end, he just couldnât bear to see her suffer.
Ye Jun Qing despised himself for being soft-hearted. Where were his usual decisive and calculated actions? What had become of him?
This girlâs lyrics said, it was destined that she was his eternal stumbling block. Her words were indeed to the point.
â¦..
At the Ye family estate, Xiao Yun departed after dropping the two of them off.
Before he left, he earnestly requested, âMiss Ye, I implore you, if you have the medicine, please persuade Master Qing to take it.â
Ye Xingguang felt awkward and didnât know how to respond. After Xiao Yun had left, she assisted Ye Jun Qing upstairs, intending to escort him to his bedroom, but Ye Jun Qing said, âTake me to the third floor, to that room.â
âThe one with the special throne that can contain you?â
âYes.â At this moment, Ye Junqing was already struggling to hold back his symptoms. His body trembled with cold, and his face took on a strangely captivating hue due to the excessive paleness, making him look like a sickly but bewitching icy beauty.